Page 76 of Saints and Sinners

TWENTY-FIVE

Catalina

The message was madevery clear. Oakley’s father, and my father decided without even asking what I wanted. Moving in with the Sinners is a colossal mistake waiting to happen. It’s not that I completely hate the idea, but I hate that the decision was made for me once again.

I can’t be responsible for what occurs between me and the three Lords. I want all of them, twisted depravity, and all...and it scares the living shit out of me. I never thought I would love being treated the way I am, and I fight it because, to most, it’s unnatural, but the Lords know me better than anyone. They have seen what their words and actions do to me and use it to their advantage. They are trying to break me; I know it. The question is...will I allow them to break me, or will I not have a choice? Some days I feel as though I can keep them at bay, and some...I turn into fucking jelly, not able to control my own body around them.

“Let’s go, Lina,” Jett says from Dani’s hospital room doorway, “The guys are at home, and they have some information about the fire.”

“I hope the fucker is caught,” Dani states, “We lost everything, and I could have lost my life!”

“They will be found, make no mistake.” Jett’s statement makes me scoff, and he glares at me.

I turn back to my friend and hug her, “I will see you tomorrow after I talk with my father and get my living arrangements cleared up.”

“Okay. Be careful out there, Cat.” Dani hugs me back.

“I’ll be fine, Dani. I’m sure my guard dogs won’t let anything happen to me,” I smirk back at Jett, who is still glaring, “I had better go,” I wave and walk out the door.

Nothing is said as we ride the elevator down, but as soon as the door opens, Jett pulls me down the hall opposite where we need to be going. After turning down another corridor, he opens the door to a storage closet and shoves me inside, locking it as soon as it closes behind him.

“Do you have something you want to say, Lina?” He stalks me, making me back up into some shelves.

“What are you doing, Jett? I thought you said we needed to return to the Frat House?” I hold my hand out, hoping to stop him, but I should have known better.

He grabs my hand and lifts it over my head before grabbing the other one and bringing his face inches from mine, “Do you not have faith in yourguard dogs?”

“Jett...” I lick my lips.

“What’s the matter, Lovely Lina? Cat’s got your tongue now that you’re in the hot seat?” He dips his head and bites my neck hard.

“Ouch! Jett...that fucking hurt!”

“Good.” He moves to the other side and does the same thing before he spins me around, “Do you know what else is going to hurt?”

“W-What...?” I stutter.

Taking both my wrists in one hand, he uses his other to reach down and pull my jeans down to my knees. Oh fuck, is he seriously going to take me right here in this closet? What if someone tries coming in? I struggle, but his grip is firm, almost bruising, as he holds me in place.

Suddenly, I feel a sting on my bare ass, and a slap rings out in the small room, “How about you count them, Lina.”

“Jett, what are you...”

“I said to count them!” he growls in my ear just before another one makes contact.

“Two!”

“That’s a good girl.”

“Three!”

It continues until I reach twenty, and now my inner thighs are soaked. Hoping against hope that he will pull my jeans up without noticing, it’s all lost as soon as I feel his hand squeeze my burning flesh and slide downward. I press my head against the shelf, knowing what he’s going to find.

“Really, Lina?” His fingers glide back and forth through my arousal, “Do you honestly believe that we can leave this closet while this sweet cunt begs to be fucked?”

I hear rustling, and no more words are said. Pulling my hips out, he pushes into me until he’s all the way in, “Mm, you are so fucking wet, Lina...”

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