Page 30 of Sinner's End

I smile at Kaleb as my knot lessens a tiny bit, savoring the shock on his face, devouring her pain and pleasure and the haunted, needy look in her eyes. Hells below, she’ll be on her knees well before me, licking my shoes and anything else I want to use to occupy that glorious, cocks-worthy mouth.

Finally, I slip free of my vessel’s hole and tuck myself away. My legs wobble as I stride with a confidence I don’t feel around my desk, tapping Bowen’s mouth to free him. The angel gasps weakly, and slides to the floor.

The hands holding Addi release her. She sighs, her body softening, and she smiles—my toy fuckingsmilesat me.

Kaleb takes her into his arms, glaring at me as my sins trickle from where they stain her insides. Slowly, he kneels, lowering them both to the thick carpet of my office.

I crouch beside them and touch her face tenderly. “You’re mine, now, Adreana. In every way. But I promise I’ll let Kaleb share you in my down times. He can have you right now, if he cleans you up.”

Kaleb’s brows knit as he nods at me, an astute level of caution in his eyes.

It should be there.

“All right…” He cups her face and strokes her cheek as she softens in his arms, drifting to sleep.

It’s beautiful to watch and haunting, and I feel empty all at once, needing always that which I can’t have.

“Clean my cum from her ass with your tongue if you want the privilege of sharing her,” I add delicately and step over them, heading to the dungeon for my own version of torture. The secret of Kaleb’s existence can wait a while longer.

He groans as I leave, and a glance over my shoulder at the doorway which provides the perfect view of him between her legs, his tongue extended to soothe her tortured little asshole,swallowing my cum. The torment he’ll put up with to have her. My smile is back as I walk to my own penance.

I can’t have my toys having all the fun, after all.

Chapter Thirteen

Their Penance, and Mine

Adreana

What in the ever-loving fuck have I gotten myself into? The thought plays through my mind on a constant loop as pleasure assaults me from everywhere. I watch Mana accost the blood-covered man whose name I can’t remember. In moments it seems like he is in pain but a split-second later he seems blissed out.

I don’t understand what the hell is going on but what I do know is I have never experienced pleasure like this in my entire short life. For a moment, I forget the insanity of the entire situation. I now understand why my sister is so very eager to fall at Mana’s feet every chance she gets. He hasn’t even touched me, though I still feel theinvasionof him within me, and I can admit to myself I am already addicted.

I want to beg him to stop but I want to continue this pleasure-filled ride for the rest of my life.

It takes a moment for my mind to catch up to what is happening around me, my focus solely on Mana and the phantom cocks—yes, more than one, I am sure of it—he has buried inside me. I have never been fucked in the ass, fear of the pain always holding me back, but if this is anal sex, then sign me up.

Mana speaks, but I don’t hear his words. They aren’t meant for me. Turning my head, I see Kaleb standing in the doorway, visibly shaking as he tries to contain his rage.

“You didwhat?”he hisses in a low voice that raises goose bumps along my arms.

Why is he so angry? It’s just sex. And after my time is done, both he and Emma will be free of Mana. I’m doing this toprotect them.

My thoughts shatter as Mana’s cocks fuck me harder even though I fight to keep up with the conversation. I need to know what the fuck is going on.

“I own her. My deal.”

The look on Mana’s face is one of pure bliss but it has nothing to do with the sex. No, it’s dark pride in being able to one-up Kaleb. I want to roar in outrage. I would have kept this from him, never let him know the sacrifice I have made to keep him and my sister safe.

It may sound naive but I feel like Kaleb is part of something bigger. That he was brought into my life for more than just a little fun. He speaks to my soul, and he makes me happy. I don’t want to lose that.

“Seven days,” I whisper, breaking the tension between the two of them.

“Seven of my days,” Mana amends. “Fuck, you’re more beautiful than ever, taking me.”

Kaleb’s gaze finds me for the first time and I wish he didn’t have to see this. I watch the frown line on his forehead deepen as his gaze darkens. I don’t know what it looks like to him but I feel exposed. I know I’m spread out like a whore. My cunt dripping, begging to be filled while my ass is gloriously violated. Mana’s cocks twitch inside me and I can’t hold back the shudder that works its way through me.

Kaleb approaches, his hand cupping my cheek, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he takes in my disheveled, sweat-drenched form. My breasts heave, my nipples distended, begging for any form of attention. The words sit on the tip of my tongue, ready to beg Kaleb to do something, anything.

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