Page 37 of Saints and Sinners

“What the fuck could all this be about?” I ask as I look over Fynn’s poor bike.

“The fuck if I know,” Fynn kicks the flat tire on his bike, “But we are going to find out and fuck that piece of shit up!”

THIRTEEN

Catalina

Oh, my God! What thefuck just happened, and what have I signed up for? I stare at myself in the mirror as I strip my clothes back off. Dried cum crusts my skin and pieces of my hair, and I feel a familiar stirring below. Thank God Dani is already asleep, so she didn’t have to see the state I’m in. I didn’t even take an Uber as promised; I just ran.

My tongue darts out and licks a little of the crust still by my bottom lip. My eyes close, so I can remember the moment I felt it land there. The Lords are sick, and I'm beginning to like sick, but I’m supposed to be good while here, I promised my mother. These Sinners are going to be my undoing if I’m not careful.

Remembering Jett’s fingers being inside me, fucking in and out of me as his palm rubbed my clit; I was so close. Every time they got me close, they backed off. I know their game, they want me to beg them, but I won’t. I will work them up until they are out of their mind with want and just take what they will.

I’m not too experienced with the whole pain and pleasure kink, but I’m no virgin when it comes to it, either. Is it wrong to want the Lords of Sin to hurt me until I come? I’ve never craved it until I met those three; Oakley, Fynn, and Jett, my favorite Sinners of all.

Sliding my hand down over Fynn’s cum, I keep going until I feel the wetness between my legs. I’ve been on edge since Jett finger fucked me; now, I can finally give my body what it needs. Pushing two fingers into me, I fuck myself, rubbing the heel of my hand against my clit while I picture each Lord above me as they slam into my cunt repeatedly.

If what they say is true, in about a week, I won’t need to imagine them fucking me because they told me they were going to. I’m not sold on them doing it in front of anybody, but the thought alone has me coming all over my fingers.

Banging on the bathroom door has me jumping back to reality. I grab my robe and quickly throw my hair in a messy bun so the dried cum isn’t noticeable. Making sure no more is on my face, I open the door to a sleepy-looking Dani.

“It’s after midnight, Cat! I hope you took an Uber like you promised.” My roommate scowls.

“Yes, Mommy, and as you can see, I’m not lying dead in any woods,” I smirk.

Flipping me off, she walks past me and goes straight to the toilet. Not caring that I’m standing right here, she pulls her bottoms down and plops herself on the toilet, “So,” she stops to yawn, “What is it the Sinners wanted from you?”

I roll my eyes, “The Lords of Sin, Dani.”

“They are still Sinners, Cat.”

“Fine, but to answer your question, they wanted to go over everything I knew about this threat, and I told them about the costume shop.” I lie through my teeth and pray that she can’t see through me.

“So, what...they didn’t ask for any sexual favors?” My friend cocks her brow.

I cross my arms, “Nope, so you see, you worried for nothing.”

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