The Sinners - Ruby Vincent Page 0,18

jerked like he forgot the notepad was on his lap. He tore a page roughly flipping to a clean one. “Two fingers,” he ordered.

I complied, melting into the cushion as I moved. My toes curled dangling off the chair. This was hardly the first time I played with myself but it was the first time doing it for an audience. Cassius didn’t have time for my teasing. He was on me before I got my bra off. Doing this for Royal made it all the more sweeter.

I spread my fingers, opening up to him completely.

“Fuck,” he breathed.

Royal couldn’t take his eyes off me. His pencil glided over the page of its own accord. Usually you’d have to go as far as lighting him on fire to take his focus off a sketch. Not this time. For once, it was all about me.

Cupping my breast, I gently twisted and tweaked the hardened pebble, pulling out more breathy cries. I wanted to draw out every delicious moment of this but my orgasm was approaching fast.

“Three fingers.”

I didn’t hesitate. Three fingers and my eyes rolled in my head. “Oh, Royal.”

“Do that again.” Royal flung the notebook away. He stalked toward me, gripping both arms of the chair as he bore over me. “Say my name again.”

“Royal,” I cried. My fingers found my clit and flicked the poor thing mercilessly.

“Shit, Ember. You’re a fucking work of art.”

Royal freed himself. I used my foot to push his shorts all the way down. He was already weeping for me. I leaned forward, lips parted.

“Wait,” he said, even though he didn’t. Royal stroked his length as he tilted my head up. “What about you and Cassius?”

“You know about us?”

He nodded. “He said you two were hooking up.”

Leaning back, I secured my legs around his waist, fingers still playing with my sex. “Hooking up barely covers it. Cassius pogoes on my G-spot every other night like it’s an Olympic event.”

Royal’s cock jerked in his hand.

“The sex is fantastic,” I continued, grinning. “But we’re still figuring out what we are, and he doesn’t mind sharing while we do.”

“He said that?”

“Yep. So, if you thought some kind of Angel loyalty thing was going to hold you back tonight, you were wrong.”

Royal took my wrist and pulled my fingers out. He locked eyes as he licked my arousal clean off my middle finger. I almost came on the spot.

“That’s all I needed to know,” he said.

Royal dropped to his knees. Gripping my calves, he propped my legs on the chair. He zeroed in on his target like a dying man did the well of life. I gripped my knees as his tongue slipped between my folds.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” I shouted.

The interrupter pounded on the door. “Royal? Royal! I know you’re there, man. Your car’s out front.”

“Clay?”

I dropped my feet to the floor. Sexy time was over. The two of us scrambled into our clothes—flushed, hot, and struggling to shake off the power of our attraction.

Royal let them in.

“Royal, do you know where—” Clay saw me and the relief on his black-and-blue face punched me in the gut. “Fucking hell, Em.”

“I called you,” I said. “Both of you.”

“Our phones died.” Clay closed the distance and scooped me into a fierce hug. I lost myself in his embrace, breathing him in, and reassuring myself he was okay. Clay put me on my feet only for Cassius to do the same.

“We didn’t know what to think when Rio came back without you,” Clay explained.

Cassius sat us both down in the armchair, me on his lap. I burrowed into his chest. They hadn’t been beaten again. The collection of cuts and bruises I tended were healing. I was so happy they were okay; I forgave the interruption. Glancing at Royal didn’t tell me if he did. There was nothing to see as he watched me with Cassius.

But he knows that I want this and we have all the time to make it happen.

“What’s going to happen now?” I asked.

“We got off easy,” said Cassius. “Our minimum payments went up and now we’re responsible for finding out who’s dealing at the academy.”

“We find the dealer?” Royal swore. “I said he’d pull this.”

“But not you, Em,” Clay said, sinking into the couch. “He says you’re to focus on finding your parents.”

My lips peeled back. “That’s cute. Rio thinks he can hand out orders to me now.”

“We’re not letting him think differently,” Royal warned. “The five of us are lying low at the