‘Sin’s Thief’ (Vampires of Vadin 3) by Shelby Rhodes. Published by Siren-Bookstrand, Inc, October 27, 2018, word count, 58,495.
Congratulations, Shelby Rhodes on the recent release of ‘Sin’s Thief’! Rainbow Gold Reviews is happy to host this spotlight for the third book in the Vampires of Vadin series.
Fouled mouthed, snarky and overly pessimistic, Cecil Baxter’s rules for life are to trust no one and to never become attached. Since birth, his life has been one pitfall after another. But when freedom was a fingertip away, Sin, a sophisticated man with a vocabulary to match, jumped in his path. Thrown into a world he doesn’t understand, Cecil finds himself breaking all his rules just for a chance to be with Sin.
Sin Draven, leader of the Draven Zaytari, knows he has quirks. Many would see him as an overly calm, civilized individual. However, people often forget that almost everyone has darkness inside them and Sin is no exception. When approached by a hurt young man his honor demanded he help, thief or not. That instance leads to Sin finding the one thing he has always wanted—a home.
When outside forces, misunderstandings, and inner turmoil pulls them apart, they must fight their fears before all is lost.
Note: This book contains self-harm and touches on suicide and depression.
Sin slowly grinned, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. “I’ll never tell.”
“What? Why not?” Cecil whined.
“A man has to have his secrets.”
Cecil rolled his eyes. And then something caught his eye and he smirked. “Want me to help with that?” Cecil asked, pointing at Sin’s erection.
Sin laughed, but his gaze heated. “I am sure if we work together we can both find the release we need.”
“I thought you said no sex.”
The man’s expression turned thoughtful. “I had already assumed you were innocent, it appears I underestimated how innocent.”
“I’m not innocent.”
“In the ways of pleasure you are. There are many ways to please your partner without penetrating them.”
“I know things,” Cecil lied.
Cecil’s face heated because Sin was right. Even with all the hustling, he didn’t really know much about sex besides the generic things like anal and blow jobs. Cecil hadn’t done either, but he knew the mechanics.
“If you say so,” Sin said with a knowing grin.
Still grinning, Sin trailed one of his fingers along the side of Cecil’s right arm. Cecil shuddered at the soft caress.
“Simple touches can become so much more. Do you want me to touch you, Cecil?”
Suddenly, Sin was on top of him again, there was an evil glint in his eyes. “Do you want to feel my hands against your bare skin?” The man leaned down and kissed Cecil’s ear. His next words came out in a deep rumble. “My fingers sliding down each curve, each dip.”
His eyes widened at the visual. Little Cecil, who had softened during their conversation, perked right back up.
Sin let out a low chuckle and ran his tongue along the rim of Cecil’s ear all the way to the point. “I just want to nip at these beautiful tips.”
Groaning, his cock throbbed in protest at being ignored.
“What?” Cecil sputtered. What the hell was happening?
“Can you imagine my tongue running over other places? The chilled air hitting your wet, heated flesh. Just thinking of how your body will arch, the sweet moans you will give me, is…maddening.” Sin shivered and let his hips drop.
Cecil gasped as the man rubbed his hard prick against him. “What the hell are you even saying?” He squeaked. Grabbing Sin’s hair, Cecil yanked him back so he could look into his eyes. Sin’s pupils were dilated.
“Have you lost it? You just swore! Should I call someone?”
Sin licked his lips. “Oh, Cecil, I am perfectly sane and cock is not a swear word. Just look at you, chest flushed, nipples hardened into peaks.” Sin ran his finger around one and Cecil had to bite his lip to hold back his moan. “So responsive and I have barely even touched you.”
“Cock is so a swear word! And, oh my God, would you shut up! How can you spew that shit?”
“Why? You are flushing so prettily, your thick scent of arousal has started to fill the room, thickening with my every word. It is quite heady,” Sin purred and nipped at Cecil’s chin before moving down to place a kiss on the speeding pulse in Cecil’s neck. “Will you cry out when my mouth wraps around your cock, I wonder?”
Sin’s mouth latched onto that spot and sucked. Cecil’s body started to tingle, a large shudder running through him.
He was going to melt. Cecil was going to turn into a puddle because surely his body couldn’t handle this much embarrassment or arousal.
Sin stopped, but Cecil could feel him grinning against his neck. The asshole was making fun of him. Whatever irritation he felt flew away when Sin slid a hand down to pluck at Cecil’s right nipple. The rest of the man followed and soon Sin’s tongue was circling around the bud.
Cecil had never felt anything like it and he wanted more. Gasping, he pressed up, demanding Sin give it to him—the man obliged.
Sin’s mouth was so hot. When the evil man took that heat away, exposing him to the air, Cecil couldn’t help but whimper. To his embarrassment, he proved Sin’s earlier words right. The sensation had caused him to moan and arch.]
The smirk his response had put on Sin’s face was so smug, that Cecil would have smacked him if he hadn’t gotten distracted by one of Sin’s hands pulling at the opening of his pants.
Cecil’s sigh of relief was audible when the button popped open and his zipper came down, releasing his bulging cock.
Scooting down, Sin placed a kiss on the flushed tip of Cecil’s prick.
“Tell me what you want, Cecil.”
“What…” Cecil asked breathlessly.
“What do you want? What do you desire? Tell me everything.”
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