Page 47 of Saints and Sinners

She looks straight at me and my friend as she calls for help; the cable is swinging wildly. Then, to my horror, I watch, as if in slow motion, as the cable breaks and the cross, along with our girl, plummets into the pool's deep end.

Of course, the crowd begins to freak out and moves toward the pool area, but nobody jumps in to help Catalina. Oakley and I fight the crowd to get to the pool. We dive in simultaneously and try to lift the cross to the surface, but it's useless. The cross is too heavy because of the metal frame that it's attached to.

I swim to the surface, “I need a knife!” Everybody just stands there, “Someone get me a fucking knife!”

I go back under and tap Oakley, indicating that he needs to go to the surface. I then press my mouth to Catalina's and give her air before returning to the top. When I break the surface, I see Fynn running our way. Oakley goes down to give our girl some air while I wait for Fynn.

“I've got the key!” He dives into the pool and goes straight to our girl.

I take another deep breath and go to the bottom. I see that Fynn already has one of her arms free just before I give her more air. Oakley and I take turns supplying Catalina with air while Fynn works on freeing her. When her last limb is free, I grab her and swim to the surface as fast as possible.

Catalina coughs andsputters as I swim to the edge of the pool, keeping her head above the water. Oakley pulls himself out as quick as he can and grabs our Saint. Surprisingly, the wig and mask are still on, and thank God, because if the dress was sheer before, it's entirely see-through now. Fynn and I follow close behind Oakley as he carries Catalina into the house.

I stop Sean and tell him he's in charge until we return, “Is she okay? I don't know what happened, man! All was good on our end; that cable shouldn't have busted.”

The guy is freaking out, but I don't have time to soothe him, “We will talk later; just watch the guests.” I catch up to the guys and follow them up to our floor.

As soon as we enter Oakley's room, we remove the mask and pull the pins from the wig to pull it off, “I s-saw t-them,” Catalina's teeth chatter. It's the beginning of October, so the water in the pool is not warm at all.

“Saw who?” Oakley asks.

“The p-person in the w-white c-cloak. T-they cut t-the c-cable.” She states.

“We must get these wet clothes off her and get her into the shower!” I tell the guys. I don't bother being nice about it as I tear the dress off her. It's flimsy enough that it rips easily. Oak hurries to the bathroom, turns the shower on, and all three of us join our Saint under the hot sprays. This isn't about anything sexual, and even though we do notice her banging body, none of us are sporting wood, but that could also be due to the cold pool.

I rub my hands up and down Catalina's arms from behind, and eventually, her teeth stop chattering, “Do you want to tell us again what you saw now that you're warmed up?” I turn her to face me.

“Someone in a white hooded robe was on the other side of the wall. They had some kind of wire cutters or something. It almost looked like those cutters that gardeners use to trim bushes. They were having difficulty cutting the cable; I first saw them as I was moving past the tables.”

“That can't be right,” Fynn chimes in, “I chased the hooded figure in the other direction. I lost them when I got to the front of the house.”

“So there are at least two motherfuckers.” Oakley growls.

“I-I think I'm good now, thank you.”

I notice the look Lovely Lina gives the three of us; she can't look us in the eyes. Taking her chin in my hand, I tilt her head up, “Hey, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, Lina. We were eventually going to see you naked tonight anyway.” I smirk.

Fynn crowds her in by coming up behind her, “It's your lucky night, Little Saint. Looks like there won't be an audience.”

“What do you mean?”

It's so cute when she crinkles her forehead, “Now that you're good, we can finish the sacrifice. It just won't be watched on the big screen, and it won't be behind that wall.” I cup her breast.

“Don't we need to find the perp who tried to kill me?” Catalina is a bit shocked by the turn of events.

“Oh, we will, Lina girl, don't you worry.” I bend and put my shoulder to her mid-section, lifting her off her feet. I carry her over to the bed and toss her onto the mattress. I grab one of her arms while Fynn grabs the other, “It's time to finish this, Lovely Lina. Are you ready?”

“Wait! I just almost died! Are you seriously still going to fuck me?” She asks us, pretending to be stunned, but her body tells us differently.

“But you didn't die, did you?” I ask with a grin.

“But...”

I shut her up by kissing her. I feel the bed dip and pull away just as Oakley climbs between her legs. He's rolling on a condom as he stares at our girl. Even though her test results came back clean, he still uses the fucking things because you can never be too safe, he says. Fuck that; I'll be going bareback. It's been too long since I haven't used a condom. Now that I know we are both clean and Lovely Lina is on birth control, I will take full advantage of it.

“Be a good girl and open wide for him, Lovely Lina,” I tell her.

There are no more questions, and she's stopped fighting it. Now, she just lays there watching Oakley as he lines his now-hardened cock up to her waiting cunt. I drew the big straw, so I get to go next, and I really can't wait to be inside the beautiful Saint.

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