Church pulled free from my mouth as Stitches moved to lie beside me.
“Let me in,” Church husked out, shoving my legs apart again. I let my legs fall open for him, and he wasted no time pushing deep inside me without further fanfare.
I whimpered, but Stitches silenced it with a kiss as Church fucked me roughly. It didn’t take long until I was coming again, my body trembling from the intensity.
“There you go, baby,” Church groaned. “Fuck, I love this pussy. So fucking tight for me.”
I shifted my hips to meet more of his dick. He let out a soft, dark chuckle at my efforts and gripped my hips tightly before railing into me so hard my lips broke free from Stitches. I arched off the bed as I came again.
“Fuck, yeah,” Church groaned, his cock unloading deep within my depths, his muscles corded and tight. Finally, he loosened his hold on my hips and leaned forward to kiss me as Stitches let out a soft laugh.
“She needs to be cleaned,” Stitches commented as Church rolled off and pulled me into his arms.
“Not tonight. I want our come dripping from her pussy all night,” Church murmured before pressing his lips to my temple. “I like when she’s dirty like that.”
I winced, feeling their releases slick between my legs, but I didn’t try to break away. It was two against one, so I knew how that would end.
Closing my eyes, I drifted off, two of my watchers holding me tightly. I prayed that it would be four tomorrow because I missed us so much it was suffocating me.
* * *
The moment Asheswalked through the door the following morning, I rushed at him and threw my arms around his neck. He laughed softly and held me against his hard body.
“Mm, heaven, what’s wrong, baby? You miss me?” he teased softly before breathing me in deeply.
I pulled away from him, desperate for news on Sin.
“Sin is doing good,” he said, smiling as if reading my mind.
Stitches had left this morning to sit with him. I hated that I couldn’t be there. While I hated the facility, I loved Sin and needed to see him.
I grabbed his hand and quickly wrote words on it.
He crinkled his brows as he tried to decipher what I’d said.
“Babe, you can’t go,” he said gently once the words were sorted. “I’m sorry.”
My heart deflated. I thought if I kept at it long enough, especially with Ashes, who was my sweetheart, one of the guys would break and let me see Sin. I knew they were trying to keep me safe, but I knew I’d be fine if they were with me.
“Hey, don’t be sad. He’s doing well. He’ll be home to us soon. I promise.” Ashes brushed his lips gently against mine before hugging me again.
I sighed against him, breathing in the smell of smoke and leather, my heart filled with sadness. Not only was Sin hurt, but Cady was still not talking to me. I kept trying to see both, but nothing was working.
“Sirena, you know the rules,” Church said, coming up behind me and drawing me away from Ashes. “We want you to be safe. You don’t need to spend any time in the facility, not even to visit Sin. Don’t ask again. OK?”
I frowned at him, my anger rising.
“Stop,” Church murmured, noticing my irritation. “I love you, specter. I’m only trying to do what’s best.”
I sighed, knowing it was a losing battle, at least with Church. That didn’t mean I wouldn’t stop working on Ashes. Stitches continued to turn down my request before I could even communicate it to him whenever I tried to see Sin. He hated the facility even more than I did, for good reason. It needed to be burned to the ground, taking all the sick monsters with it.
“Don’t be sad.” Church tilted my chin up. “I don’t like it when you’re sad. It makes me… angry.” He frowned at those words. He’d been trying hard to understand his feelings lately, and I loved that he was working on it. However, in this instance, I just wanted him to give me the five minutes I desperately needed with Sin.
“I have an idea,” Ashes said, pulling my attention away from Church.
I looked eagerly at him, knowing he’d have a solution.
He pulled his phone out and softly chuckled at my reaction. Then, he walked to the couch, took my hand as he passed, and pulled me onto his lap.