Page 144 of Deliver us from Evil

Another nod.

“I don’t believe you.”

I groan as Cass’s fingers trail down my stomach, heading for my clit.

“No, no,” Rube murmurs, when I try and move away from his touch. “You said you could handle all four of us.” He grabs the base of his cock and forces another inch of himself down my throat. “So handle us, my girl.”

When Zach’s had his share of my ass, he moves beside Rube. He hasn’t come again, and I know why.

My men think I’m even prettier when I’m covered with their cum.

So as Rube’s dick starts throbbing in my mouth, and the grip in my hair tightens, Zach starts jerking off beside him, biting his lip as he stares down at me with pure adoration.

Cass shoves his cock into my slit, because I guess they can’t help filling every single one of my holes.

And Apollo teases me toward another climax with his fingers.

We don’t all come at once…but it’s pretty damn close.

And as my climax is tearing through me, Rube demands I look up at him so he can watch me swallow down every drop of his cum.

Side by side, he and Zach are like night and day.

His green eyes so bright, where Zach’s are always shadowed.

Light and dark.

All my men have that in them. Both the lightandthe dark.

Thankfully, I’ve seen more of their light shine through these past few days. I’m hoping, soon, that light will vanquish the dark.

It has to.

The police found enough evidence in Keith Malone’s safe house to convict hundreds of child molesters across the country, and lay charges against thousands more. It was the biggest bust in sex-trafficking history.

Keith Malone was dead when they finally excavated the grave. It wasn’t that they didn’t find a freshly filled-in grave suspicious. The cops were just…distracted.

Kismet.

We brought closure to hundreds of families. Even a decade later, it could still help them heal. The task force assigned to the case is working around the clock to find the rest of the houses still out there.

We brought light to the shadows.

But we also brought hope. And that, I think, is the most important thing.

Because without hope, what is there to look forward to but endless night?

The End