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If she were any other girl, I’d put my dick inside her at this point, but I wanted to ride this wave as long as I could. I wanted to make her scream my name. Maybe even use my new crucifix I got from Sister Devon on her sweet pussy.

The thought turned me on, and I lapped all her juices up as she shook through it.

I came up from air a moment later and moved back up her body to kiss her. She didn’t hesitate. She kissed me back, her fingers threaded in my hair.

“Shadow,” she whispered against my lips.

“Sweet cupcake,” I answered back softly.

She gave me a tired, dazed smile, her lashes fluttering.

“Sleep,” I murmured to her. “You’re exhausted.”

She nodded sleepily at me before her eyes completely closed. I watched her for several long minutes until her breathing grew deep and even. Carefully, I pulled the blanket over her and tucked her in before looking at Asylum, still standing over us.

“Did you get it?” I asked, looking at him.

“All you need to do is hit send,” he answered, handing me the phone.

I swallowed hard and stared at the images.

There was no way in hell I was ever going back to not having her. Something dark and possessive unfurled inside my chest. Sin needed to be punished. He said it would make this easier.

So I’d punish him.

I hit send on the messages, and all the pictures went with it. Her legs spread wide. My head buried in her heat. My mouth on hers. Asylum got some good shots. I added a message.

She comes so pretty for me.

I breathed out and stared at Asylum, who wore a dark smile.

“Welcome to the dark side,” he said. “I’ll be your fucking tour guide.”

I smiled.

I looked forward to it.

SIN

She comes so pretty for me.

I stared down at the images on my phone. Her legs spread, a look of pure ecstasy on her face as Bryce ate her pussy. As he fingered her. Kissed her. Made her come for him.

I let out a soft cry and wiped at my eyes.

I wanted this. I wanted to hurt and feel the pain at knowing another man was doing my fucking job.

Getting up from my bed, I surged forward and put my fist through my wall and sobbed softly.

This was my life.

My girl was gone. The guys were upset, even though they didn’t say anything about it to me. I wasn’t an idiot, though. I knew they blamed me for all this shit. It was me, after all, who told her I needed space. That I needed to break up.

Fuck, I hadn’t wanted any of those things.

I only wanted to go back in time and smother fucking Adam in his bed before he had the chace to fuck our lives up.

My knuckles bled, but I didn’t give a fuck.

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