Page 12 of Be My Sinner

Do I think they are wolves? Demons, maybe. Lowlifes, certainly. Traitors, absofuckinglutely. He’s amused? Let’s see how amused he is when I have him hogtied and bleeding at my feet with a hot poker shoved up his ass.Ooh, that image makes me all warm and tingly on the inside.

“We need to clean this shit up before someone from the guard or the servants catches wind of it.” Zeke’s voice comes out forceful, in control but with a hint of wariness.

Gotcha, fucker.I turn around and give Sammy an evil grin. I was right. I knew there was no way Ezekiel Rothesay was going to give up his freedom. That he would realize instantly the repercussions of his father finding out. It looks like it was wise not to underestimate the psychopath.Hey bitch, pot calling the kettle black right now.

“What the hell are you talking about? Clean this shit up? No, bitch, we have to tell your dad. This psychopath somehow got in here with all the security crawling around this place, and could have killed you.”

You have no idea how close I was to making that happen, how the temptation to end his life ran through my veins. How the need to see his blood spilled almost convinced me to put aside my plan and end his life.

A snort from Sammy has me raising an eyebrow in his direction. “It’s funny that they think security crawling everywhere would deter you. They have no idea how good you are. Nothing could or would stop you, once you got it into your head to go after them. They are imbeciles if they think their high walls and guards will save them.”

He’s right, of course. I’ve had years of training. Years to master all my skills while I sat in confinement. Forced fucking confinement at the whims and mercy of the Order. They might have a few well-trained guards amongst them, but I would put Sammy and I up against all of them and know with a certainty that we would come out on top.

“No. We can’t fucking do that. The minute my father or yours knows what happened here, we will be under lock and key, Abe. Prisoners. You know that as well as I do. They will fucking separate us to keep their precious heirs, and the next generation, alive.” I watch with rapt attention as he grabs Abe by the shirt and yanks forward, his grip tightening, his jawline hard as if it was made from granite.Is it getting hotter in here?

“No one is going to find out, and we are not going to be separated.Ever.You fucking hear me, Abe? You belong to me. I will not allow anyone to take you away from me. Not my fucking father, not this psychotic order, or some madman pretending to be a ghost.”

Their mouths crash together, the sound of two animalistic groans loud in the silent air around us. Abe’s hand wraps around the back of Zeke’s neck, and even through the screen, I can see clearly how tightly he’s holding on to him. There is desperation and violence in that hold intertwined.

“Well, damn, Dinah. I think you forgot to mention something,” Sammy grunts next to me as we watch Abe and Zeke eat each other’s mouths like they are starving animals. I tear my eyes away from the stunning males on the screen to watch Sammy’s expression. There is no repulsion or distaste across his features. If anything, there’s a slight flush across his neck and cheeks. His breathing has picked up as his chest rises and falls more rapidly, his gaze locked on the screen before us.Is he aroused by watching them together?

In all our years together, he has never given me the slightest indication that he preferred anything but women. Specifically one woman.Me. It’s not like he’s had much exposure to any other women, either. It’s been us two forged together by circumstance and fate for years. I was young, naive, and set adrift from all I knew when I met him. A fifteen-year-old hostage, being punished for the sins of her father. He was closed off, angry, and filled with untapped promise—a twenty-five-year-old guard assigned to oversee the punishment and confinement of a girl.

Did fate bring us together? Did it intertwine two broken souls so that they could find comfort in each other? I don’t know if I believe in blind intervention any more than I believe in an omnipotent entity. All I know is that from the moment I met him, my soul found a peace I hadn’t experienced in years.

I turn back to the screen and watch as Abe rips off his shirt and lowers his pants after Zeke locks and bars the door with a chair. That stupid chair would have done nothing to keep me out if I wanted to get in, but I’m amused with how easily his sense of safety is satisfied.

Did you forget the unlocked bathroom window? These guys think they are invincible.I am going to enjoy showing them they’re not.

Together, we watch as Abe bends himself over the end of the bed, and Zeke ties his arms together with his belt before gagging him with a shirt he grabbed off the floor. My breath gets caught in my chest at the moment of tenderness, and the expression of want and emotion on Zeke’s face, as he runs the palm of his hand down Abe’s spine before clenching the globes of his ass in both hands and squeezing, until Abe thrashes against the mattress.

I must make a sound because Sammy moves behind me, his chin landing on my shoulder as his warm breath meets my neck. His large, rough hands circle my waist before tightening and pulling me back into his muscled body. His hard erection presses into my ass as heat races up my spine, and his scent floods my senses.

“Is my little Nightstar getting drenched watching those two fuckers going at it?” His tongue trails out of his mouth and across my warm skin, my lips parting with the shudder that runs through my body at the contact. “Is your juicy cunt wet, Dinah?”

He doesn’t wait for me to answer, slipping his hand inside the band of my tight black yoga pants and over my panty-clad pussy. His thick fingers stroke my pussy lips over the damp material. My hips undulate, chasing his touch.

“What a naughty little slut you are. Getting off on watching the two of them going at it.” He turns my face back to the screen as his lips meet the edge of my jaw, and his teeth scrape across the surface, eliciting a small moan to escape my lips.

My eyes focus back on the screen just as Zeke slams his impressive, pierced cock inside of Abe’s ass. The angle of the camera placement allows us to watch as he pistons inside of Abe with forceful, angry thrusts, but not Abe’s expression.Damn it, I should have installed more than one camera. I would have too, if I had anticipated such captivating images. They are utterly reckless, exposing themselves to a substantial risk of being caught just outside that fragile door.

Do they think they are impervious to danger because of who they are, or do they seek the adrenaline rush that it provides? I’m guessing it’s the second option. Neither of them is stupid; they know the world we live in intimately.Princes of the Order, disobeying its authority.

I watch Zeke’s strong back, legs, and ass clench with the movement of his muscles, and the sound of skin slapping skin in a rush to meet euphoria. The sound is loud in our silent room, where my harsh breathing is the only other noise.

Sammy moves my panties to the side, his fingers now brushing across my slick skin without any barrier before he plunges two fingers inside of me, mimicking the movement and speed Zeke is fucking Abe. “You come when he comes, my little whore.”

He bites down hard on my neck, and I clench around his digits as the palm of his hand rubs across my clit, adding friction to the mix. The sensations almost make my knees buckle and cause heat to rise up my body and race across my skin. He thrusts his cock against my ass through the barrier of our clothes, causing my blood to rush in my ears. I’m so close already, so turned on that my pussy is soaking the palm of Sammy’s hand, and wetting the upper part of my thighs.

Sammy bites down again, this time where my neck and shoulder meet, stroking the divot with his tongue. My head falls backward against his chest, my eyes closing, lost to the sensation of how his fingers are fucking me.

“Open your eyes, Nightstar.Watch.“ He licks the stinging spot, and my eyes open, watching as Zeke loses control and thrusts so hard into Abe’s ass that he’s driving him across the bed’s surface, before pulling him back by his tied arms.

Electricity races up my spine, heat flashes across my entire body, and sweat breaks out across the surface of my skin, as Sammy’s thrusts become more powerful. His fingers filling me up, stretching my pussy, and forcing me to the tips of my toes. He fucks me roughly, plunging another finger inside of me, stroking a spot inside of my core that makes me cry out, and causes my eyes to roll into the back of my head.

“Pull on your nipples. Twist them hard. I want to feel you gush on my fingers, Nightstar. I want you to come like the dirty, little, depraved whore you are. Watching two men fuck. Watching his ass get filled up by that long, pierced cock, again and again.”

I yank my shirt up, slipping the bottom of it between my teeth as I pull on my hard nipples. Twisting them between two fingers until the bite of pain has me bearing down on Sammy’s fingers, and soft moans are leaving my lips through my clenched teeth. My whole body tightens painfully as I struggle to hold back the orgasm that is racing through my limbs and tightening my core.

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