Page 97 of Saints and Sinners


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“Open your eyes, Lina. Look below and see our brothers out there.”

She gasps when she sees them, and I grin when I feel her clench around me as she comes. She likes the thought of being caught. Too bad I will never take her in front of a group of people. This is different; we are still high enough that no one will see clearly. Catalina is ours. Her body...ours. Her orgasms...ours. Nobody will ever have any of the three things I just listed, not without a death wish.

I pull her back, and Oakley closes the blinds, “You didn't actually think I would let them see you being fucked, did you? It's one thing to be dragged to the basement by Oakley, naked, but another to let others watch me fuck you. I'm not into exhibitionism like Fynn is.” I slam into her repeatedly, “But it's good to know that it's not completely off the table where you're concerned,” I snicker and then come hard.

“Jett?” Her voice is shaky.

“Yes, Lina?” I respond as I pull out of her dripping pussy.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?”

“Of course, you can, but you may not get much sleep. If you sleep in my bed, you get used, hard. I'll take you without asking. Is that what you want, Lina?” I move some of her hair away from her face and grip it, so I can turn her head and look her in the eyes.

“Yes,” she gasps, “It's what I need right now after the day I've had.”

“You can be used by any of us, Lovely. All you have to do is say the word.” I reach up and take her wrist out of one of the cuffs as Fynn works on the other. Once we have released her, I squeeze her red ass cheeks, “Go to my room, and I'll bring you something to eat.”

“Can I have my clothes?” she asks, but I use my foot to shove them away further.

“No, there is no need for them up here right now. I prefer to watch our cum drip from you the rest of the night.” I smirk, thinking she's going to argue, but then she swipes her finger across her thigh, gathering some of the drippage, and then sucks on her finger.

“Mm, okay, Jett. If that's what you want, I can do that.” She then walks from the room, leaving the three of us gawking after her.

“So, something was saidtonight at dinner that I've been thinking a lot about,” Oakley states as the three of us stand in the kitchen making something to eat, “It was brought up how the Saints and Sinners aren't supposed to fraternize and when Felicia's name was brought up, and Ashlee Scott asked about her, she got the weirdest expression on her face. When her husband told her that Felicia's mother was the Saint's President when Ashlee was a Junior, something passed across her features, and the subject was changed.”

“What do you suppose the reason is?” I ask as I finish with the turkey sub I'm making for our girl.

“I don't fucking know, but you better believe I will find out. That's what I plan on doing tonight, researching the alumni from that time.” Oakley grabs an apple from the basket and his sandwich and starts for the door.

“So, is there anything you need us to do?” I ask.

My friend turns back, “Yeah, keep Kitty Cat well used and exhausted so she doesn't get in my way. I don't want to tell her anything until I know what's going on for sure.”

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Fynn asks, “I mean, after earlier...”

“Catalina can throw all the fits she wants. It's our job to protect her, and that's what I plan on doing whether she agrees or not!”

Fynn holds his hands up defensively, “Hey, just asking.”

“Yeah, well, I thought we had all agreed on doing it this way, but apparently, her golden pussy is starting to change you fuckers. One of us must always remain in control, even if it means having her hate me for a while.” We watch Oakley storm from the room, and suddenly I feel like shit.

“He's right, you know,” I say out loud, “I'll admit that my feelings have changed for her. I still want to protect her, but her pussy is too good, and that mouth of hers...” I bite my bottom lip, thinking about how hard I get when she sass's back.

“You don't have to explain it to me, motherfucker!” Fynn pauses and then stares intensely at me, “I fucking kissed her last night.”

I choke on the sip of water I just took. Sputtering and slapping my chest, I finally say, “You what?”

“Yeah, exactly!”

“Well, shit! What do we do about this?” I ask him because I really don't know. I've never had strong feelings for any female.

Fynn shrugs, “We must never forget that her safety comes first. Abide the contract until we catch the fuckers, and then we decide what to do. Regardless, Catalina Scott is our Lady of Sin. How far we take it with her depends on getting rid of the threat.”

I nod. I get what Fynn's saying, but why do I feel like it will be a lot harder than it should be? The Lords don't do relationships, yet we all want her. Yes, even Oakley, whether he wants to admit it or not.

Grabbing the subs andtwo cans of soda, I head back to my room. Lina sits on the edge of my bed as though she doesn't know what to do with herself, “I've brought you a sub. I hope you like turkey.” I tell her and then open one of the sodas.

“Oh, is there any water? I don't drink soda,” she states, looking apologetic.

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