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“What?”

“Get on your fucking knees.” Shadow glared at her.

“Wait, let me help.” Stitches reached into his pocket and pulled out a bag of Skittles and poured them onto the floor. “Now get on your knees.”

Lucy dropped to her knees.

“Head bowed. Don’t look up,” Shadow said softly. “If you look at anything that happens back here, you’ll spend the night in the mausoleum.”

“Bryce, man, hey, chill,” Devon said.

“My name is Shadow,” he said firmly.

“OK.” Devon held his hands up. “Shadow. Man. She’s just an idiot. Relax. She knows you wouldn’t fuck around on your girl.”

“I like you, Devon. I don’t want to punish you next.”

Devon glanced at Lucy on her knees, silently crying, before backing away. He left, and Church guided me to sit. Ashes hadn’t moved that entire time. He simply sat in the pew, reading the hymn book.

“Why didn’t you help?” Church murmured to him.

“She’s pathetic. Shadow had it handled,” Ashes said, lazily flipping his lighter open and closed before he took a page out of the hymn book and set it on fire. One of the nuns made to stop him, but he wadded the page up and threw it at her. She cried out and tried to kick out the fire on her robe hem, making Ashes snicker.

“Stay back, you old bitch,” Ashes said. “Or I’ll really set you on fucking fire.”

The nun retreated, her robes still smoking.

“Nice,” Stitches laughed and leaned over me to bump fists with Ashes. “I hate that old sour twat bag.”

Shadow settled next to me with Sin on my other side and Ashes next to him. Stitches took the end as Church stepped around him to sit next to Shadow. Asylum made a slide down motion, and Stitches groaned and moved down for him.

Cady wasn’t coming today. She kept throwing up and said she felt like shit and needed some sleep, so we’d left her behind. I didn’t like her being home alone, so the sooner we could get back, the better. Church assured me no one would get within fifty feet of the house because of all the cameras, but just the same, I worried.

Father Emerson started the service, and Shadow reached out and rested his hand high on my thigh. I looked over at him as everyone stood to sing.

He gave me an innocent look and winked before standing with me. Ashes tore out another page and lit it on fire. Church smacked it out of his hands and stomped on the flames. Ashes rolled his eyes, making Stitches snicker.

“For fuck’s sake,” Sin muttered. “He needs to burn tonight. Missing a week is going to end up in one of our asses on fire.”

Asylum sang the lyrics to the song loudly and wrong, making it Amazing Rabbits instead of Grace.

They were a handful.

Everyone sat again, and Shadow’s hand went back to my thigh.

Lucy still kneeled at the end of the pew on the Skittles, sniffling softly.

Sin noticed what Shadow was doing and placed his hand on my other thigh and winked at me. Father Emerson read from Matthew, and I let out a shaky breath.

Shadow worked his way beneath my and brushed against my pussy, Sin following.

They were really going to do this here.

Everyone stood again, and that’s when Shadow plunged a finger deep inside me. I gasped, and Sin pressed his hand down on my thigh to distract me as Shadow went to town. I shook as he brought me closer to an orgasm, everyone singing praise around us.

The guys kept glancing at us, and Lucy looked over, her eyes wide.

Asylum tapped her nose with his finger and tutted at her, making her lower her eyes again.

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