“I need you to be strong, specter. Now isn’t the time for tears. There’s a lot happening here, and I want you to come home. We all do.:
She let out a shaky breath as I wiped her tears away.
“Listen,” Asylum said, sitting forward. “I think everyone is worked up. Allow me to be the voice of reason. Cady was fucking Adam before Sin. I saw them in the fucking mens’ room banging it out in an open stall. Take her to get checked. If she’s pregnant, the doctors will know a due date. If that date doesn’t jive with Sin fucking her, then guess what? No dice, baby.” He raised his eyebrows at us.
I’d been so caught up in all this shit I hadn’t stopped to think logically.
“You’re right,” I said. “You’re fucking right.”
He sat back in his seat. “Of course I am.”
I rolled my eyes at him and focused back on Sirena. “Specter, Asylum is right. The baby could be Adam’s. We need to get Cady checked. We can’t feel or do anything until we know. Once we do, we’ll get everything sorted. I meant what I said when I said we fucking need you to come home. Bring fucking Bryce with you. I don’t even care at this point. It’s hell without you. We should be working on problems that come up, not running from them. Not giving them space.Fucking come home. I know you’re strong. I know you can take what you want. If it’s Sin, come home and fuck him until he understands. Just… don’t stay away anymore. Can you do that?”
She stared at me for a moment before her lips parted. I waited for her words, but nothing came out. I felt her hands moving between us, and I looked down to see her signing to me.
I frowned, taking in what she was saying.
I’ll talk to Sin once I calm down. Maybe in a few days.
I breathed out and nodded. It was a start. I’d accept it.
“OK. In the meantime, I’ll get Cady sorted with a due date and have her checked out. Sin and her are both miserable living under the same roof. Maybe we can work on that. OK?”
She nodded and looked down.
“Specter,” I murmured, tilting her chin up so she was staring at me again. “Baby. I’m not going anywhere. None of us are. You need to understand that no amount of space and time will change our feelings for you. I fucking love you. To the death. To fucking eternity. You were meant to be ours. I will fix this. I swear it to you. Believe me.”
Her lips descended on mine, and I fell into the kiss, my emotions swirling, my hands cradling her face.
I didn’t stop either. I tossed my jacket off, and I pushed her back onto the couch and leveled myself over her. I didn’t give a fuck if Asylum wanted to stay and watch.
I tugged her leggings off amid my rough kiss and pulled my cock out. Within moments, I had her spread wide for me and was shoving deep inside her body. She arched against me as I fucked into her. Her nails cut into my back despite my shirt.
I snapped my hips forward and hit that place deep inside her pussy that made her eyes roll back.
“Spread your legs wider,” I husked out. “I want to fuck your soul, baby.”
She did as commanded, opening up completely for me.
I rutted into her body, the sound of our heavy breathing sounding out around us. A soft moan fell from her lips as she came. Her pussy spasmed around my cock, making me feral to fill her with my come.
I rolled my hips more before just slamming into her three times. On the third time, she came for me again, her body shaking violently, her lashes fluttering.
I followed, my cock pulsing deep inside her.
Breathless, I slowed and stared down at her, feeling so fucked in my head I wasn’t sure what the hell I was even doing anymore.
But I knew one thing.
Being fucked up drove me to my next more. Maybe I was a glutton for punishment. Maybe I just need to see for myself.
“Asylum,” I called out, pulling free from her body.
“Church,” he answered in a deep, husky voice.
“I want to watch you eat her pussy for me.”
“Truly? You want me to eat her?” Asylum stood and moved beside me. He stared down at her with me. Her throat visibly bobbed, her pussy still exposed. She was trying to relax from coming so hard for me. Her chest heaved with her heavy breathing.