Page 77 of Our Sins in Silver (Coven of Sin 3)

“But there is a reason to worry. They aren’t safe in the house.”

“That is something they are accustomed to and are compensated generously for. They understand working in a house like this comes with risks. In any case, Thomas Knight and whatever hell he brings down on us will generally be concentrated on us. Now, stand up. I’d like to dress you.”

Biting back any further argument about the safety of the human staff, I did as he asked and pushed to my feet.

Somehow, the act of Sterling dressing me was just as intimate as when he undressed me. Maybe even more, now that his fingers took more time as they brushed my skin, pulling the fabric over my head. He straightened the cuffs of my sleeves and smoothed the fabric of the dress, all while touching my curves and gleaning the way the fabric accentuated them.

“You like dressing me. This isn’t the first time you’ve done it.”

“Why wouldn’t I? I don’t get the luxury of watching you dress. This is just as good. More hands-on.” He touched my throat, fingers curving to lightly collar over where he’d made his marks. Possessive, yet gentle. “Hmm. Perfect fit. Tau never ceases to amaze.”

I looked down to take in the dress. It was simple but beautiful, with long, form-fitting sleeves and a neckline that hit mid-breast level. Corry’s mark was just visible, with Eros’ and all three of Sterling’s boldly on display too. The hem was a few inches above my knee, with black, feathered epaulets. “Are these...?”

“Vincent’s feathers from his raven form.”

The dress was very royal while being practical, classy and sexy all at once.

The shoes Kenzie brought for me were combat boots with thick buckles. It didn’t go with the rest of the outfit, but I was thankful she knew me well enough not to bring heels. If shit went south at the meeting, the last thing I needed to worry about was staying upright in a pair of those.

Kenzie had also brought sensible panties. Black boy shorts with a tiny embroidery of skeleton hands making a heart. I glanced at where they remained on the sofa. I knew Sterling was aware of their presence because he’d lifted them off the dress where they’d been folded.

“What, no panties?”

His eyes twinkled with that rare wickedness that made my thighs clench. “You know the rule about wearing under things in my presence. I like your cunt bare, especially when it’s freshly dripping with me.”

I bit my smirking lips. “Who knew you had as filthy of a mouth as your brothers? Hell, sometimes even filthier.”

He chuckled softly. “Well, of course, I am the most versed with language, considering how many books I’ve read. And you should be well aware of the fact that those who read usually have the filthiest minds.”

“Yeah.” I nodded with a light laugh. “That checks out.”

His fingers combed through my tangled mane, a thoughtful look etching his face. Bringing his hand to his cheek, a slight sound of surprise escaped me when his fangs suddenly dropped and tore into his palm. His heavenly scent made my mouth water a little, and I struggled to stay still as he stroked his hand over the short side of my hair, brushing it into a swept-back style with his blood holding it in place as it dried. Then, a sly smirk curled at the corner of his mouth. With one hand, he lifted the hem of my skirt while he took a bloody finger and wrote something on the inside of my thigh.

I looked down, but at this angle, I couldn’t read what he’d written in his dark smear of blood. “What’s it say?”

His lips parted on a husky breath. “Salus mea.It’s Latin for ‘my salvation.’ When you go before the Elders, there may be times that you feel I am not on your side. It’s what I must do for them to consider my opinions. So let this be a reminder of where my loyalties truly lie.”

Chapter thirty-four

Behind the Youngblood's Eyes

SterlinginsistedIwearmy tiara to the Elder meeting. Something about keeping up appearances. I didn’t really get it, seeing as I had literal cum trailing a path down the interior of my thigh. But arguing with Sterling never struck me as a good idea, so I agreed to run to my room and grab it.

When I arrived in front of my bedroom door to see it was open and cracked just a few inches, I paused. Voices carried into the hall.

“You’ve almost gone through a whole pack of smokes in the last hour, dude,” Corry said from the other side of my door. “That working to take the edge off?”

Eros grunted. “Not enough. I’d be more relaxed if I was in Sterling’s shoes right about now.”

“I don’t think it’s hisshoesyou wanna be filling, bro.” Corry’s chuckle wound down, and there was a beat before he added, “Why are they taking so long?”

“When you’re balls deep inside our girl’s pussy, do you hurry that shit? No, you don’t. If I’m pounding Ruby, and she’s having a good fucking time, I won’t stop for anything. Not even if the world splits open and Satan comes out of the crack to tickle my nuts.”

Corry choked on his sputtering laugh. “Wow, that was…specific. Whatever gets you off, I guess.”

“I’m sure you’d be all for it if Satan joined us and you were there to watch.”

“Gross. That’s like…Ruby’s grandpa.”

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