My balls ached in the most delicious, tell-tale way, and I knew I was seconds away from coming.

Miriam gasped at the sensation, glancing at me over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”

“Hold your cheeks open for me, baby doll,” I demanded with a pained grunt, struggling to keep myself from coming because I desperately wanted to come inside her.

Miriam’s face contorted with pleasure, and she was quick to reach her hands behind her to do as she was told. Her puckered hole didn’t open much, but it was enough for me to press the thick tip of my cock to it, jerk my cock a few times and fill her tight little ass with my come.

I was breathing heavier than I had ever breathed before as I finished coming and pulled my cock away from her tight little asshole.

“Fuck,” I swore under my breath as Miriam kept her ass propped up in front of me, both her holes leaking my come on the sheets beneath her. “You’re a masterpiece, baby doll. It’s a crime that your holes are not permanently filled with come.”

Miriam moaned quietly at my words, and her eyes gradually drooped and closed in post-orgasmic bliss.

What a beauty. So perfect for us.

GLUTTONY

13

MIRIAM

Envy was fast asleep and snoring quietly when I slipped out of bed. My clothes were still in Greed’s room, so I slipped on Envy’s creased, discarded shirt from earlier. It was big on me in the width department, but not all that long. It barely covered my ass, and no matter how hard I tugged on the bottom, it pinged back to its regular short length whenever I let go.

I was too tired, hungry, and sore to care. I was hopeful there would be some leftovers from lunch, but I couldn’t be too sure with Gluttony and his ceaseless appetite.

I didn’t know what I was expecting when I stepped out of Envy’s room, but the dining table was no longer there. I didn’t know how this place worked or if Envy’s room wasn’t off the room where we had lunch, but now, I walked into a kitchen with a large open-space lounge area. There was even a TV playing a baseball game. And in the middle of it all, Gluttony was cooking up a storm in the kitchen.

It was all strangely…normal.

Gluttony shot me a grin from over his shoulder. “Perfect timing, sugar. I’ve just taken the pie out of the oven.”

My stomach rumbled at the thought of pie. Sleeping with so many Sins proved to really work up an appetite.

“What kind of pie?” I asked, sitting on a stool at the kitchen island.

“Chicken.”

I watched as he licked his lips and placed the large dish in front of me. I helped myself to what I thought was a generous slice of chicken pie, but Gluttony helped himself to the rest. Once again, I wondered how he could eat so much while staying as fit as he was.

My eyes widened, impressed at the first bite. It was delicious and hands-down the best pie I had ever eaten.

With cooking like this, no wonder Gluttony ate as much as he did.

“I take it that you like it,” he chuckled.

With a mouthful, I nodded. Gluttony grinned at me and without saying anything, he curled an arm around my waist and pulled me onto his lap. My eyes grew wide in surprise, but his hold on me was firm and unrelenting when I tried to get off him.

“What are you doing?” I finally asked when I no longer had food in my mouth.

“Holding you while we share a meal.” Gluttony shrugged and reached around me to help himself to a bite.

I opened my mouth to complain, but Gluttony shoved his fork into my mouth, feeding me and shutting me up at the same time.

I had never thought of food or the act of eating as something sensual, but Gluttony changed my mind. He took turns feeding us both, and his eyes remained locked on mine the entire time. It felt like I couldn’t breathe, and it didn’t help that I couldn’t bring myself to look away.

When I felt full and like I couldn’t eat a single bite more, I shook my head and pushed his hand away when he tried to feed me another bite.

“I can’t possibly eat a bite more,” I groaned and leaned into his embrace, surprisingly comfortable on his lap. “How do you eat so much and still look so good?”