29. Church
CHURCH
I jogged with Asylum through campus and to the cemetery. Nothing. Sirena was nowhere to be found. My frustration grew, my anger simmering to a dangerous point. Bryce had broken away to go to their dorm to secure weapons or something.
That wasn’t my concern.
My specter was.
“Can’t you fucking tell where she is?” I demanded as we stopped near the mausoleum.
“Maybe,” he muttered. “I got high and drunk last night. Brain isn’t exactly firing on all cylinders.”
I shook my head in irritation at him and watched as he stared into the woods, his head cocked to the left and his eyes narrowed.
He was like watching a living statue. He didn’t move. I wasn’t even sure he was breathing.
Finally, he snapped out of it and blinked.
“Fuck,” he muttered.
“What?”
He sighed. “I wasn’t ready to show this to you, but she leaves me no choice. Follow me.” He headed off in the direction of the woods, and I followed.
“Do you know where she is?”
“Yes.”
“Where is she?”
“I’m taking you there.” He pulled his phone out and sent a text before putting his phone back into his pocket.
I grunted in frustration but didn’t push it. If he were taking me, I’d be good enough with it. I jogged with him through the dense snow. It was a fair run, but before long, we came to her tracks.
I didn’t like her out here in the forest all alone. There were wolves, bears, fucking moose for god’s sake lurking. And that was just the animal population. It didn’t include any of the Chapel Crest monsters.
We stopped several minutes later, and he turned to me.
“Listen, what I’m about to show you doesn’t go past us. Understand?”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You and me?”
“You’re a smart one,” he said. “Yes, you and me. For now. I’m only doing this as a show of good faith. Eventually, I’ll be weighed and judged like Shadow, and I want you to remember my kindness and trust.”
“Fine,” I agreed. I knew he was next on Sirena’s list. I didn’t see her tossing him out, and he was world’s easier to handle than fucking Bryce Andrews was. I still wasn’t sold on Andrews, but I knew…
“Perfect. Follow me.” He led us through more snow and trees until we reached a massive ledge in the forest. I frowned at it as he moved behind a pile of brush in front of it.
“Come on,” he called out in a muffled voice.
I followed him behind the pile and saw him pushing open a wooden door. I blinked in surprise that he had his own fucking hideout in the middle of nowhere.
I followed him into a decent-sized cave and stared around in wonder. The place was basically a house, albeit a rundown one. Couch. Small heaters. A hole to ventilate. A few small rooms off to the side. Lanterns ablaze.
And her.
My specter.
I went and fell to my knees in front of her as she sat by the heater on the couch, staring off into space.
“Hey. Sirena,” I murmured, cradling her face and forcing her to look at me. Her eyes flicked to my face, giving me a breath of relief that she hadn’t lost it and retreated inside her head.
A tear snaked down her cheek. Asylum came forward and sat in an old velvet chair next to the couch and watched.
I dragged her against my body and held her as she cried into my neck.
“It’s OK,” I murmured, raking my fingers through her soft hair. “It’s going to be OK.”
She pulled away from me and signed, surprising me. I hadn’t expected her to actually communicate.
I frowned as I tried to understand what she was saying. While I’d spent a fair amount of time trying to learn sign language, she seemed to have a better grasp on it than I did.
“She wants to know how it’ll be OK when her sister is knocked up by her boyfriend,” Asylum called out.
I looked from him to her.
“It will be. I promise. There are options out there. I know Sin won’t want her to abort, but she does have that option. Adoption. Raising it. There are things that can be done,” I said, desperate not to have her fall apart over this. If she did, the little kingdom we’d made would surely crumble.
“I need you to be strong, specter. Now isn’t the time for tears. There’s a lot happening here, and I want you to come home. We all do.:
She let out a shaky breath as I wiped her tears away.
“Listen,” Asylum said, sitting forward. “I think everyone is worked up. Allow me to be the voice of reason. Cady was fucking Adam before Sin. I saw them in the fucking mens’ room banging it out in an open stall. Take her to get checked. If she’s pregnant, the doctors will know a due date. If that date doesn’t jive with Sin fucking her, then guess what? No dice, baby.” He raised his eyebrows at us.
I’d been so caught up in all this shit I hadn’t stopped to think logically.
“You’re right,” I said. “You’re fucking right.”
He sat back in his seat. “Of course I am.”
I rolled my eyes at him and focused back on Sirena. “Specter, Asylum is right. The baby could be Adam’s. We need to get Cady checked. We can’t feel or do anything until we know. Once we do, we’ll get everything sorted. I meant what I said when I said we fucking need you to come home. Bring fucking Bryce with you. I don’t even care at this point. It’s hell without you. We should be working on problems that come up, not running from them. Not giving them space. Fucking come home . I know you’re strong. I know you can take what you want. If it’s Sin, come home and fuck him until he understands. Just… don’t stay away anymore. Can you do that?”
She stared at me for a moment before her lips parted. I waited for her words, but nothing came out. I felt her hands moving between us, and I looked down to see her signing to me.
I frowned, taking in what she was saying.
I’ll talk to Sin once I calm down. Maybe in a few days.
I breathed out and nodded. It was a start. I’d accept it.
“OK. In the meantime, I’ll get Cady sorted with a due date and have her checked out. Sin and her are both miserable living under the same roof. Maybe we can work on that. OK?”
She nodded and looked down.
“Specter,” I murmured, tilting her chin up so she was staring at me again. “Baby. I’m not going anywhere. None of us are. You need to understand that no amount of space and time will change our feelings for you. I fucking love you. To the death. To fucking eternity. You were meant to be ours. I will fix this. I swear it to you. Believe me.”
Her lips descended on mine, and I fell into the kiss, my emotions swirling, my hands cradling her face.
I didn’t stop either. I tossed my jacket off, and I pushed her back onto the couch and leveled myself over her. I didn’t give a fuck if Asylum wanted to stay and watch.
I tugged her leggings off amid my rough kiss and pulled my cock out. Within moments, I had her spread wide for me and was shoving deep inside her body. She arched against me as I fucked into her. Her nails cut into my back despite my shirt.
I snapped my hips forward and hit that place deep inside her pussy that made her eyes roll back.
“Spread your legs wider,” I husked out. “I want to fuck your soul, baby.”
She did as commanded, opening up completely for me.
I rutted into her body, the sound of our heavy breathing sounding out around us. A soft moan fell from her lips as she came. Her pussy spasmed around my cock, making me feral to fill her with my come.
I rolled my hips more before just slamming into her three times. On the third time, she came for me again, her body shaking violently, her lashes fluttering.
I followed, my cock pulsing deep inside her.
Breathless, I slowed and stared down at her, feeling so fucked in my head I wasn’t sure what the hell I was even doing anymore.
But I knew one thing.
Being fucked up drove me to my next more. Maybe I was a glutton for punishment. Maybe I just need to see for myself.
“Asylum,” I called out, pulling free from her body.
“Church,” he answered in a deep, husky voice.
“I want to watch you eat her pussy for me.”
“Truly? You want me to eat her?” Asylum stood and moved beside me. He stared down at her with me. Her throat visibly bobbed, her pussy still exposed. She was trying to relax from coming so hard for me. Her chest heaved with her heavy breathing.
“Are you sure? My brand of eating is a bit… strange,” he murmured.
“I want to see,” I whispered, taking a step back.
I kept backing up until I got to the chair he had been in, then I sat and watched as Asylum whispered something in her ear before situating himself between her legs on his knees.
He pulled his fork out of his pocket and leaned forward.
“It’s OK to scream, firefly. In fact, I encourage it. You still owe me one.”
That was it. He slid the fork into her pussy and dove in.
And she really did scream beautifully.