Chapter Seventeen
Saint and Sinn sat in their respective seats at the head of the table, watching as the core members filed in.
He saw the confusion on their faces as they glanced to where Cas would sit.
It’d been a week since the events at the cabin, and rumors were swirling.
Saint knew he had to settle what happened.
Once everyone was seated, he glanced at his core members, Warden, Jade, Snow, Nero, and Vane.
Once upon a time, he would’ve trusted all of them without question.
Now, he didn’t like that he couldn’t. He banged the gavel to get church started.
“There is an issue I must address,” he said. “Pertaining to Cas.”
No one said anything.
“First, I want to say that the money from our trade with the Bone Breakers was recovered.” Surprise and relief lined each face. “However, it revealed a very ugly snake in our ranks, because the theft of the money had been orchestrated by Cas.”
A murmur of disagreement rose, and he let the questions circulate. Some denied it. Some cursed. Some didn’t know what to think. He stood up and the rumblings stopped to hear what he had to say next.
“Cas worked with his cousin, who had once prospected with Bone Breakers, until he violated one of their rules. He was kicked out. Together, they came up with their plan to steal the money and frame Lucifer.”
“Where’s Cas now?” Warden asked.
“Dead.” The members looked amongst themselves. “He confessed before he died.”
He gestured for Sinn to play the audio, and there, for all to hear, Cas confessed. When it was over, the only thing left to feel was betrayal.
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Kira glanced around once more to make sure nothing had changed in the past five minutes.
When she heard the motorcycles, a tingling excitement filtered through her body.
This was it. The day she would tell them her decision.
In the week since the events at the cabin, the brothers had left her alone in order for her to come to terms with what she’d been through.
Which included killing a man. Only, she didn’t really need time to get over sticking a knife in Hoff’s neck.
The man was evil, and in her opinion, he was nothing more than a vicious animal that needed to be put down. She had done the world a favor.
Keys jingled and a moment later the door opened. She listened to their footsteps as they moved around their home. Only mumbling came through the closed door, so she couldn’t tell what they were saying, but hopefully they were in a good mood.
“Kira!” Sinn called out.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she waited, and it wasn’t long until they headed to the main bedroom, where she stood. The door opened, and Sinn came to a dead stop. He stared at her hungrily. Saint came up behind him.
“What are you do—”
His question died abruptly when he looked over his brother’s shoulder.
Lust lit up their blue eyes. She stood in a sheer robe, and nothing else, with LED candles situated around the room.
Their fake flickering looked completely real, and it set the mood of seduction.
Because this was the first time she initiated intimacy.
She’d been reading Sinn’s books, and one was all about taking power back when it was stolen through sexual assault.
“I’ve come to a decision,” she said confidently, chin up and shoulders back. “I want both of you.”
“I thought we already established that, darlin’.”
“We did, before last week, but you haven’t touched me since.”
“Sinn and I wanted to give you time to process what happened at the cabin.”
She nodded. “I kinda figured that. Look, I don’t know if this thing between us will work, but I want to work at it. I want us to talk things over. Trust one another. Build a life where we’re happy.”
Sinn took a step closer. “So ... are you done processing?”
“I was over it five minutes after it happened.”
A wicked little smile settled on Sinn’s face. He marched forward, straight at her, and a thrill slid through her. Wrapping his arms around her hips, he lifted her up, and she giggled as she ran her fingers through his hair.
“You must promise me that if either of you don’t want me at any point, let me leave with dignity.”
“Are you already dooming this relationship?” Saint asked.
“No, but we hardly know one another. I just wanted to put that out there.”
Sinn nodded. “Understood. But the same can be said in reverse. If you don’t want to be with us anymore.”
She held out her pinkie finger. “Swear it.”
Sinn chuckled and hooked with his and Saint followed a brief moment later. Then, once that formality was over, Sinn tossed her onto the bed and she bounced with a peal of laughter. He hurried to undress himself. Saint rolled his eyes.
Sinn placed his hand behind her neck and pulled her into his body.
She rested her hands on his chest and felt his heart pounding.
His muscles rippled with every breath he took.
Saint took longer to remove his clothes, and when he was naked, he came up behind her and slid the lacy robe off her body.
Kira found herself sandwiched between two rock hard bodies.
One in front and one in back, and it rendered her thoughtless.
She drifted on a sea of pure touch. Saint softly slid his fingers down the sides of her body, lightly tickling her.
His breath fanned over her shoulder as he kissed up her neck where he latched on, giving her a little love bruise.
Sinn swooped his head down to kiss her. He ran his tongue against the seam of her lips and she opened for him. An electrical current charged through her body when he deepened the embrace. Need hit hot and heavy through her body and she couldn’t hold back her moans.
“Kira,” Saint whispered in her ear. “Do you like kissing my brother? He likes kissing you. Do you like two sets of hands that can wring every ounce of pleasure out of you? Because we plan to fuck you every chance we get.”
The words sent her up on flames. She wiggled until Saint clamped his hands around her hips to hold her still. His cock rested against her ass as he moved closer. Flush against her body so he could reach around and touch her clit
“You are so sexy,” he murmured in her ear, his voice heavy with desire. “Our sexy and beautiful girlfriend.”
Kira panted her affirmation. Yes, she was theirs and they were hers.
As Saint’s middle finger pushed into her, Sinn cupped her breast, bending his head to suck one nipple into his mouth.
Her hips bucked and she wiggled like crazy, seeking something and going crazy when the men continued their ruthless assault on her senses.
They teased her, revving her up little by little until she could no longer contain her climax.
She exploded, riding Saint’s fingers as Sinn swallowed up her passionate cry of release.
“That’s it,” he breathed against her mouth. “You are so goddamn beautiful when you come.”
Milking her orgasm, wringing everything out of her until she slumped back in delicious respite.
As she slowly filtered back to reality, Saint removed his hand from between her thighs but kept his hard body pressed against her back.
Sinn gave one last swipe with his tongue against her nipples before they switched places.
Saint now cupped her breasts in his hands to gently pinch them, making the ache between her thighs to once again climb quickly.
He was aptly named, taking her to heaven and back.
Behind her, Sinn ran one hand over the curve of her bottom, down the back of her thighs and then up between them, to touch her intimately.
His thumb circled around her back hole, then pressed in, just a little.
Not enough to hurt but the pressure made her squirm, allowing his fingers to slide along her slit.
Feathery strokes that caused her to relax into the caress.
Slick with her earlier release, he pressed his fingers inward, heightening the pleasure.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Sinn groaned. “So wet. Feel how wet she is, Brother.”
Saint’s fingers teased down her stomach and slid through her curls.
“So wet,” he agreed. “I want to fuck this pussy. Would you like that, Kira? Would you like my cock buried in your tight little cunt while Sinn discovers the delights of your ass?”
She panted, the images turning her on.
“Oh, yes,” she moaned. She’d had anal sex before, but she’d never been this turned on. Instinctively, she knew Sinn would go easy so he wouldn’t hurt her.
He pulled away from her, but only long enough to grab condoms and lube. Each of them slid the rubber on, then Saint laid back on the bed and held out his hand to help her straddle him. They locked gazes as she slowly lowered onto his cock.
He was big, and she stilled to adjust. Then he moved her hips, letting her find her center to ride him.
Sinn squirted lube over her rosette before pushing his thumb inside.
Knowing she had to relax, she let the tension out of her muscles and Sinn slowly pushed another finger in, widening her, and the burning thrust took her breath away.
“Oh!” she groaned. “I can’t believe how good this feels.”
Once he was satisfied she’d been stretched enough, he adjusted her position.
Pushing her forward until she lay on Saint, her breasts flattened by his chest. Sinn moved into position behind her and gripped her hips.
As he slowly teased her back hole with the tip of his cock, Saint reached between them to rub her clit.
The burning returned and Kira held her breath, waiting for the bite of pain to give way to pleasure.
Saint rolled his hips, pulling out of her a little to give Sinn more room to slide into her body.
Pleasure and pain mingled together when Sinn’s cock popped through the tight ring.
Kira gasped, loving the feeling of being totally consumed. This was beyond words. Beyond anything she had in the past. Sinn’s breath tickled the back of her neck as he held her hips still.
“That’s it, darlin’,” he breathed. “You’re so beautiful sandwiched between us.”
“She’s tight,” Saint said. “She’s gripping my dick like a vise.”
Kira moaned. “I can’t believe how much I love this. Please move. Both of you, please take me.”
Saint bucked his hips and it took a moment for Sinn to find a rhythm that worked. She bounced between them, her hands resting on Saint’s shoulders with her breasts pressed against his chest. Sweat rolled off their bodies, and breaths mingled together. No words were spoken and they didn’t need them.
They moved in tandem, as one went in the other pulled out, learning how to work together quickly.
They all were panting, moaning, and Kira knew they were spiraling together.
In and out, in and out, winding tight, tight, tight.
Suddenly the spring recoiled, flinging her off a precipice.
Lights literally lit up behind her eyes as she cried out in abandonment.
“Not gonna last,” Sinn muttered from behind her.
He swelled in her ass just before he groaned as he found his release. His cock pulsated as he poured his cum into the latex barrier. His harsh breathing heated her neck as he rested his head against her back for a moment. Then he extracted his softening dick.
“Kira,” Saint murmured, grabbing her attention.
She opened dazed eyes to see him staring up at her.
And then he started thrusting, his hands moved her up and down on him, his gaze locked with hers.
The pressure started to build again, little by little until he didn’t need to move her at all.
Kira knew what waited for her, the absolute euphoria of a mind-blowing climax, and she chased it by grinding herself down onto Saint’s cock.
“Yes,” he ground out, pumping his hips. “Yes, come for me, Kira!”
“Uh!” she groaned just as the world tilted off its axis and she splintered into a thousand pieces. Dimly she heard his shout as he followed her, feeling his cock jerk deep inside her.
She collapsed, and he wrapped his arms around her panting body.
He held for her a long moment before he withdrew to tug off his condom.
She stretched out on his chest and Sinn wrapped his arms around her from behind.
They shifted until they all laid on their sides, sated, and surrendered to the oblivion that beckoned.