The Sinners of Saint Amos - Logan Fox Page 0,151

“Where’s your fight. Where’s that spunk?”

“All over my fucking hands,” I say, holding them up. “And your hair.”

There’s a moment, this crystallized silence, where it could have gone either way.

I don’t know if I’d have preferred us to all laugh it off.

I didn’t get a choice.

Zachary snarls at me. “Want me to pity you, slut?”

A cold shiver races through me. “No, I—”

He grabs my face hard enough to bruise and then yanks at his belt.

“Zachary,” comes Reuben’s voice from behind me.

“You’ll thank me later,” Zachary says to Reuben as his belt clatters to the floor.

“Zach—”

“You might want to bite down on something, little girl,” Zachary says, his eyes on me. But then he looks past, to Reuben. “Hold her down so I can open that pussy up for you.”

Chapter Forty-Five

Trinity

My scream does nothing to stop them. Apollo grabs my hands and holds me down so I can’t fight. And Reuben just opens his legs, exposing my pussy for Zachary’s cock.

My eyes blur with frightened tears, but I blink them away before they can fall. Zachary wedges his knees between Reuben’s legs and leans closer, one hand slipping past us to grab the cushion beside Reuben’s head.

Zachary’s breath stirs the fine hairs beside my ears when he leans in and I turn away. But then strong fingers make me face him again.

Reuben. The fucking traitor.

Zachary’s eyes dart down to my lips. “Want me to kiss you like I love you too?” he murmurs.

He ducks down, his lips brushing mine. No more than the faintest tease.

If I could have turned away I would have, but Reuben’s keeping me in place in every possible way—chin, body, legs.

I feel the couch cushions sink down a little as Cass returns from wherever he went to. His fingers trail over my thighs. A second later, so do Apollo’s.

Reuben shifts under me, and suddenly his cock is pressing against me again. He groans softly as he grabs his cock and smears it through my pussy, again coating himself. The tip of his thumb slips inside me, and then his cock is pushing against my entrance.

I don’t know if Zachary somehow knows what’s happening down there, or if they’re all psychically linked, but when I gasp as Reuben pushes against me, Zachary kisses me.

Hard.

Passionately.

And yes, like he fucking loves me. But in his own twisted, fucked-up way.

It’s nothing like he’s kissed me before. It feels wrong, but the kind of wrong that makes me wonder why I was trying to stop him in the first place.

Any of them.

Cass and Apollo’s fingers stroke over each side of my pussy, and then pull me open even more. I push up into Zachary’s kiss, breathless as I try to kiss him back as hard as he’s kissing me.

He makes a surprised sound in the back of his throat a second before his tongue forces its way into my mouth.

And then his cock brushes over my clit. He dips down, wetting himself on my arousal, and then comes back, massaging me with the tip of his dick as he tongue-fucks my mouth.

Reuben releases my jaw and instead grabs one of my breasts, squeezing me so hard I whimper against Zachary’s mouth.

“Jesus fuck,” Zachary whispers, briefly breaking our kiss. “If you had any idea how badly I want to hurt you.”

My eyes flutter open.

“Then do it,” I say.

I don’t know where it comes from, the sudden bravado that rushes through me.

Maybe it’s the brief flash of admiration that flickers deep in Zachary’s moss-green eyes. Maybe it’s the fact that, even for a second, it feels as if I have all four of these men at my beck and call.

Reuben strokes his cock over my pussy and tests my entrance again. And as I’m staring up into Zachary’s eyes, panting from our violent kiss, I understand what he meant. Why he wanted to fuck me first.

Because when Reuben pushes the first inch of his cock into my pussy, I let out a low, agonized moan.

He immediately pulls out, stroking me as he nuzzles the side of my neck. All while I stare up at Zachary as if to defy him, only to realize it doesn’t work like that.

As much as Reuben wants to make love to me, he can’t, because it would hurt me. And he can’t hurt me.

Zachary knows it.

If I want to fuck Reuben, I’d have to fuck one of them first. I bite down on my bottom lip as wild thoughts rage through my head.

Slut.

Whore.

Sinner.

But I push them all aside.

I keep