“I have to earn my freedom?” I echoed in surprise. I guessed I was kidnapped, but it felt so strange to hear it out loud. To hear that I was their prisoner.

“Yes.”

“You can’t just let me go?”

“Unfortunately, not,” he tutted and shook his head, but I knew he was playing with me.

These men could let me go if they wanted to, but they actively chose not to.

“Why not? What’s stopping you from opening up the…transportation portal again and letting me go?” I could hardly believe what I was saying.

Another world? Transportation portal? Food at the snap of Gluttony’s fingers? What was next?

“You can only return to your normal life once you’ve worked off all your sins,” Greed explained.

“Worked off all my sins? What sins?”

“The ones you confessed in the confessional with Pastor James,” he chuckled and gestured toward Lust who was beaming at me, proud for pulling a fast one over me.

My eyes grew wide, and I felt my cheeks colour. “That was supposed to be private!”

“Don’t worry, baby doll. We won’t tell anyone.” Envy winked cheekily at me.

My breath hitched, and I forced myself to look away from him. These men were doing dangerous things to me, and my traitorous body betrayed me by reacting to them each and every time.

“How exactly am I going to work off my sins?” I asked in a low voice, dreading the answer.

“By having sex with us all,” Lust stated as if it was obvious.

“You have to be kidding,” I scoffed. Despite my tone, a small part of me buzzed with excitement.

“I’m afraid not, darling,” Greed grinned. “I had a taste earlier, but my turn isn’t over yet. You’re not finished with me until I say so, and I intend to take my time with you, so I hope you’ve got the energy to keep up.”

Something told me that even if I didn’t have the energy, Greed–and the others–would be more than happy to do more than their fair share of work for the desired benefits. A shiver ran down my spine at the thought, and the lingering looks and growing grins around the table told me they knew the effect they had on me.

“Your turn?”

“We all get turns with you, love.”

My eyes widened as understanding washed over me. It was paired with an embarrassed flush which only seemed to please them more.

“You mean sex?” I don’t know why I whispered since Lust wasn’t a real Pastor, and these men weren’t the least bit shy or bashful. I usually wasn’t either, but this situation was out of this world. Literally.

“I’d prefer to call itmaking love.” Sloth winked at me.

“That’s sappy,” Wrath snorted. “I’m going to fuck Miriam nice and hard when I finally get my turn.”

“I did that, and let me tell you, my cock is still pulsing from her tight pussy.” Pride grinned, proud.

“You’re purposely trying to make me jealous now,” Envy growled. “We all know you’ve fucked her already, Pride. There’s no need to rub it in our faces.”

“Someone’s cranky,” Lust teased.

“Someone’s always cranky,” Gluttony snorted. “I can’t wait to spread her legs wide and taste that sweet little pussy. She tasted amazing around Sloth’s fingers, but it wasn’t enough. I bet she tastes better when I have my tongue inside her and I’m the one making her wet.”

“Nothing is enough for you.” Wrath rolled his eyes. “I don’t know about you guys, but I really need my cock sucked. I haven’t had a blowjob in ages.”

“Fuck!” Pride cursed. “I didn’t remember to do that.”