Sinful: A Dark Asylum Bully Romance (The Boys of Chapel Crest Book 5)

I watched Sirena smile as she sat on the couch next to Ashes three days after she returned home. She’d been more quiet and withdrawn. It didn’t seem possible, considering she didn’t speak much to begin with, but this was different. It was almost like she was always lost in thought.

But she was here, and that was all that mattered.

To say we were thrilled was an understatement. O’Brien told us he believed she had some PTSD, and certain episodes triggered it to the extreme. As a coping mechanism, she’d retreat inside her mind.

As long as she came back to us, I’d learn to handle it if that’s what was going to happen. O’Brien suggested that with the right medication and therapy, she may be able to find coping mechanisms to overcome it.

She’d sat and listened to him talk about it without anything akin to caring on her face. In fact, she just seemed. . . lost.

Mirage had been in and out all week checking on her. Each time he’d arrive, her face would light up. Yesterday, I’d watched her run her thumb lightly over the scars on his wrist when she didn’t think we were looking. I knew Ashes had seen it, too, because he’d frowned at the movement but had looked away without a word. I was grateful Church hadn’t seen it. He may have mentioned the possibility, but that didn’t mean shit when it came down to it.

And Sin.

I knew his ass had seen the affection she’d shown Mirage.

I didn’t have any issues at this point with Mirage. Asylum. Whoever the fuck he was. It was that shared trauma bond. I was all for anyone who was willing to save our girl. The only thing I found myself concerned with was Church. If this were going to happen, it needed to happen slowly so he could acclimate, and it certainly couldn’t be hidden.

But was it hidden if I knew about it?

I let my legs bounce as I mulled everything over.

I’d been so lost in thought I hadn’t noticed her move to sit beside me. Her warm hand rested on my thigh, slowing my bouncing to a stop.

“Angel.” I smiled at her, immediately relaxing.

She stared back at me, concern in her pretty eyes.

“I’m OK. Just thinking.”

She hooked her pinky with mine, and I was done for. I sank back against the cushions, my heart full.

Her lips brushed against mine, my pinky still hooked with hers. She always knew all the ways to touch me in order to bring me back to life.

Fuck, I loved her.

She moved on her own accord and straddled my lap in one of the pretty dresses Church had bought her. Of course, I wasted no time gripping her pert little ass, giving her a squeeze as I did so, her lips still on mine.

It wasn’t often I let her lead, but I wanted her to do whatever she wanted so much that I relented, despite my surging desire to throw her onto the cushions and rail her into next week.

Her kiss deepened, her tongue doing a delicious swan dive into my mouth. When she ground against my aching dick, I let out a groan she eagerly swallowed down.

I’d completely forgotten the guys were in the room with us. It didn’t matter, though, because it wasn’t like we’d never fucked together before.

She didn’t waste any time getting my clothes off. I let her too. Fuck, like I was going to even attempt to stop her. She could do whatever she wanted to me. I was hers.

Having her back once more was a dream come true.

She trailed her lips along my jaw and down my neck while continuing to rub against me.

“You’re going to make me come if you keep doing that, angel,” I husked out. Having her warm, cotton-clad pussy rubbing against me had me nearly going insane. I gripped her ass tighter and helped her slide against me.

She let out a soft moan against my skin, nearly sending me into orbit.

Don’t come. Don’t come. Don’t come.

I’d never blown my load early before, and I didn’t want to start now.

But fuck, it felt good to have her against me like this. So hot. So needy.

“Need some help?” Ashes asked, sliding in next to me, his voice gravelly.

“Fuck, yes,” I managed to groan out.

Her lips left me as she leaned over and began kissing Ashes, her hot pussy still rubbing against my dick.

It wasn’t helping.

I needed to be inside her.

I fumbled to get to her panties, but I managed to shove them aside before lifting her by her ass and bringing her down on my cock.

With a groan, I sank deep inside her, her moaning against Ashes’s lips as I burrowed deep.

Fuck, her pussy felt good. So warm and tight.

My favorite place.

I pulled out and thrust back inside her. A soft sigh of pleasure feathered out across Ashes’s lips. With his cock out and in his hand, he pumped it slowly before she took over for him.

It was Church who joined a moment later and shifted her so her head was back, and he was giving her an upside-down kiss. Sin watched us from his spot on the couch, not moving a muscle, his snake, Bill, draped over his shoulder.

Church pushed the top of her dress down, exposing her full breasts. I fucked into her pussy as he massaged her pert tits. She continued to jerk Ashes off, her body jostling gently while I fucked her.

The fact that she was becoming so coordinated in paying us all attention made me even harder. She truly was perfect.

“Sinclair, get over here,” I managed to call out.

He hesitated for a moment before he approached, that damn snake still on him.

“Fuck, really?” I choked out, eyeing the snake while fucking Sirena. She’d now turned her head, and Church had his cock in her mouth while she continued to jerk Ashes.

“I’d like to try something,” Sin said.

“I’m pretty open to trying a lot of things, Sinclair, but fucking a snake isn’t one of them,” I grunted, slamming upward into Sirena’s pussy. It jostled her, and she clearly bit a little on Church’s dick because he let out a hiss before tangling his fingers in her hair and pushing deeper into her mouth.

“No one is going to fuck Bill,” Sin said. “The fuck?”

“Just putting it out there,” I groaned as he took a seat next to me, his pants coming off in the process.

Sirena’s mouth popped off Church’s dick, her face twisted in what I knew was her oncoming release.

Her hand slowed on Ashes. Within seconds, her head was thrown back, and she was dampening everything around us as she came on my cock. Her release gushed like a river, making me howl in pleasure as I followed, adding to her mess.

Breathless and with her chest heaving, she fluttered her lashes before sliding off me and going to Sin.

He was quick to pull her down onto his waiting cock, fucking into the mess I’d already made in her pussy.

His groan let me know he had no issue with it.

“Mm, siren,” he rasped before sucking one of her hardened nipples into his mouth, his dick buried balls deep inside her.

She ground against him, and we watched.

It was when Bill moved forward and flicked his tongue against her cheek that I stiffened and cast a quick look to both Church and Ashes. Church kept his eyes narrowed, and Ashes leaned forward, his hand slowing on his dick.

Her eyes widened, but Sin gripped her by the neck and brought her lips to his.

“He won’t hurt you,” he said before slamming upward into her, his lips on hers.

Bill slithered over to her as Sin fucked her pussy. We watched Bill wrap himself around her shoulders while Sin continued to bury himself over and over inside her.

It was all too hot and a little terrifying, especially when she took the lead and rocked on his dick, pinning his arms above his head.

And he took it, that damn snake coiled around the pair. It was like watching two demons in hell fuck.

“S-Sinful,” she cried out his name as she came.

He let out a feral groan, his body tensing as he followed her.

She collapsed against his body, Bill resting his head on her shoulder and flicking his tongue out at me.

“That was both hot and a little frightening,” I said, edging away from the snake. If Sin was looking for a way to keep her to himself, Bill was a damn good barrier, especially when it concerned me.

Church smirked at me after taking a seat next to Sin on his other side. Church tugged her off Sin’s cock and pulled her down on his own, Bill coming along for the ride.

“You want in?” Sin asked, stroking his cock, his piercing glinting beneath the lights from the living room.

I wrinkled my nose and looked to Ashes, who shrugged.

“I, uh, think I’ll have to build up to that,” I said, still wondering if the snake was as slimy as my brain said it was.

Ashes let out a laugh and clapped me on the shoulder before getting up. “I’ll try anything once,” was all he said before he went to Church and Sirena and pushed his cock inside her mouth while Church continued to plow into her pussy, Bill looking like he was on an amusement ride as he rested his body around the pair.

I shook my head, a smile on my face.

I hoped Bill wouldn’t be a permanent fixture in our carnal activities.

Because honestly, I may be a little afraid of snakes.

But it wasn’t enough to keep my cock in my pants.

Fuck it.

I reached out and touched Bill’s scales and shuddered.

Yeah, I’d have to work up to the snake thing.

I didn’t mind watching, though.

Maybe that just made me a crazy weirdo too.

I was OK with that.