26. Sirena
SIRENA
A fter another hot and heavy makeout session with Ashes in Church’s room, I returned downstairs. I hadn’t had sex with Ashes, and he hadn’t gotten off with me. When I tried, he’d only smirked and pulled away, citing that he wanted the torture because it would make him that much more excited for my return.
I liked that he was holding out.
But I hated it too because I wanted him.
I wanted all of them, but I knew this was for the best because it would make us stronger. I had to prove to Sin that I was willing to go the extra mile. That I would do worse in his name. I knew I didn’t have to prove shit to anyone, but this was me trying to make a point.
That we all did bad things in the name of what we loved.
And I’d do it on repeat if need be.
I knew Sin didn’t have feelings for Cady. I knew she didn’t have feelings for him. And I knew this was all a nightmare for everyone involved, but I’d have done it for her if the shoe were on the other foot.
I did not blame either of them. I understood it. I accepted it. It wasn’t cheating, and anyone who thought it was needed to meet my new hatchet. I never wanted Sin to think he cheated. He didn’t. He wouldn’t.
This boiled down to two people who loved me and wanted to save me.
It was an ugly sacrifice I wish they didn’t have to make because in the end, it was pointless. It was simply done out of sickness and torture on Adam’s behalf.
They were desperate and drugged. They weren’t all in their heads.
I forgave them even if there was nothing to forgive.
What I wouldn’t forgive is all the monsters in this world.
I would take them all out because they deserved nothing less.
“Specter,” Church’s deep growl met my ears as I stood on the edge of the living room, staring out at the sea of bodies laughing, drinking, smoking, and dancing.
His warm arm wound around me, his hand on my abdomen. He pulled me flush against his body, my back to his front.
“You look positively delicious tonight, my little ghost.” His lips brushed against my ear, making goosebumps scatter across my skin. “How is it that I haven’t fucked you in front of my guests yet? How is that my cock isn’t impaled deep within your writhing body while you silently scream my name? Hmm?” His lips moved down my neck before he nipped my shoulder, making me gasp at the small bite of pain.
“You’re here to haunt me,” he continued softly as his hand moved up to cradle my breast. He gave it a gentle squeeze. “My little ghost. My specter.”
He turned me roughly in the dark corner and pinned me to the wall. I stared up at him, breathing hard.
“You’re here with your new little boyfriend,” he continued in a soft, dangerous voice. His hand slid up my thigh before he lifted my leg. I hadn’t realized he had his pants undone until he was pushing my panties aside.
I shoved at him, looking wildly past him to see all the partiers continuing on as if they couldn’t see us. To be fair, we were in a darkened area, and he was Dante Church. He could lay me out on the table, and no one would say a word about it.
He slammed me back and gripped my face tightly.
“You’ll take what I give you,” he husked out. He hiked my leg back up and speared his long, thick cock deep inside my pussy. I squirmed against him as he drilled into me in sharp, crisp snaps of his hips.
If anyone were to look in our direction, they’d know exactly what was happening.
“Fuck, I missed this pussy,” he said before kissing me hard.
I kissed him back, earning a soft growl from him. I knew if I didn’t, he’d lose it and probably would just fuck me in front of everyone.
“You’re terrified,” he rasped against my lips as he snapped his hips forward, making me whimper. “I love your fucking fear. Do you know how hard it’s been to know you’re kissing on that little fucking prick while I wait for you? Fuck, it takes all I have not to tie your sexy, teasing ass to my bedpost and make him watch me fuck you. Is that what you want, baby? You want me to teach him how you like it?”
My orgasm rushed through me like a wildfire. I sank my teeth into Church’s shoulder to muffle my cries. He groaned loudly, his cock twitching deep inside me as he unloaded.
He slowed to a stop, his hand around my neck. He pressed his lips to mine in a claiming kiss.
“I fucking love you, specter,” he said in a soft, dangerous voice. “I want you to go back to the dorm you’re sharing with Asylum and Bryce. I want them to eat my come from your pussy so they remember who the fuck owns you always. Can you do that for me? Let them feast on you for me?” He shifted, grinding his still-hard cock deep into me. My eyes rolled back, making him chuckle softly.
“You’re such a dirty girl, baby. I fucking love it. I thought our breakup would be awful, but I’m rather enjoying fucking you in the middle of this party and knowing my come is going to run down your thighs as you walk home with that fuck boy on your arm.” He pulled out and slammed back into me three times. The pulsing of the next song drowned out my moan from the orgasm.
“There you go. Fucking good girl. Fuck, that’s good pussy.” He sighed against my lips. “I love you, specter.”
“Dante,” I whispered.
“Mm, baby.”
“I love you.”
“I know you do.” He pulled himself free from my body and quickly did up his pants before righting my skirt. He stared down at me with so much adoration on his face that it made my heart pound.
“We’re taking care of Sin. I promise. He’s getting a little better. Soon you’ll be home. I’m working on Cady. She’s a pain in my fucking ass, but I haven’t killed her yet. I think of you always. Every night. Every day. I’ll work harder to fix all this shit. Believe me?”
I nodded as I stared up at him.
He thumbed my bottom lip, his lips parted.
“Can I tell you a secret?”
I nodded again, mesmerized by him.
He leaned in, his lips at my ear. “I love being broken up with you. I love the ache. The pain in my chest at missing you. But I hate it too because it’s tearing me apart. And this? Fucking you tonight. Here. In front of anyone who wanted to watch?” He let out a soft, dark laugh. “It’s been worth the pain. When you come home to us, I’ll celebrate by bending you over every piece of furniture in this house and fucking you until you bleed for me.”
I shuddered against him as he kissed me again.
He broke the kiss off, leaving me breathless. I watched him back away and disappear into the crowded living room, leaving me to stand with his release dripping down my thighs.
It was definitely time to go. If I didn’t, I might demand he do all the dirty things he promised right in front of anyone brave enough to stay.