Once they had all finished licking my juices from Sloth’s fingers, I pinned Lust with a hard stare.
“You said I’d get some answers over food. There’s food here.” I gestured to the table, though only half of it was left now. I had only managed a few mouthfuls before the distraction from Sloth, but the guys managed to work their way through a good portion of it–mostly Gluttony.
“I did say that.” He smirked at me. “Well, go on then, Miriam. Ask away.”
“How did I get here?” I asked, opting to start with the most pressing question.
“You came here willingly.”
My lips pursed. “That’s not what I asked, and it’s also not true.”
“The confessional is not just for people to confess their sins.” I hated how his cocky smirk didn’t waver.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked, my lips turning down at the corners. “What else are people supposed to use the confessional for if not to confess?”
The smirks were strong around the table, but it was Pride who answered me. All while making sure his hair was perfect in the reflection of a spoon. “It also acts as a transportation portal.”
I blinked hard.
“A transportation portal?”
“Yes,” Greed answered. “You were in the confessional one moment and the next, here. Hence, a transportation portal.”
“But why? Why did this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this?”
“Don’t think of this as a punishment, sweetheart.” Sloth reached out to caress my cheek, and instead of swatting him away as I should have, I found myself leaning into his touch. “Think of this as your way to repent. To start again with a clean slate.”
I was silent for a long moment, trying to wrap my head around everything.
“I’ve already slept with one of you and allowed two others to finger fuck me and eat me out. That doesn’t seem like repenting to me,” I muttered under my breath bitterly.
Snickers sounded from around the table even though I thought I had been quiet and didn’t intend for them to hear me.
My eyebrows furrowed together in the middle. “How did you hear that?”
“You said it out loud,” Wrath grunted, his gaze fiery intense and unwavering as he stared at me.
“I said it quietly.”
“Not quietly enough,” he muttered.
“And where did the confessional transport me to?” I dared to ask, afraid of the answer.
“Here,” Envy answered.
“Where is here exactly?”
They all glanced at each other, seemingly engaged in a private conversation. Being out of the loop made me feel self-conscious. Especially since I knew they were talking about me.
“Let’s just say you’re inanother worldright now,” Lust finally said.
“I don’t understand.”
“You’re not in the human world right now. That’s all you need to know about it.”
“Okay,” I murmured, sounding unsure as I struggled to wrap my head around it all. “Then how do I get back to the human world?” It felt foreign to say, but it was the only way I could make them understand.
“You’ll have to earn your freedom,” Gluttony stated as he reached for his fourth chicken breast. Something told me that he wouldn’t stop until they were all gone.