"Beg me," he snarled, his lips skimming the shell of my ear. My knees almost buckled as he pushed a single finger into me. I looked up at him - at those crimson menacing eyes, gasping as his thumb stroked up my slit. "Make me." - Once upon a time, in a dark corner of hell, every Virtue was allocated a mate. A Sin. And every Virtue had something to offer their Sin. Balance. Faith. Love. I had nothing. Wrath tore through the shackles of my restraint. I was supposed to be patient but I struggled around him. - This isn't a love story. Because if Wrath and Patience ever fall - they'll fall in hate. Not in love. Never in love. BOOK TWO OF THE DARKEST SINS SERIES - highly recommend reading Pandora's Box, the first book in the series, before Prince of Blood
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