“Fuck,” I whimpered.
“No. Wrong answer.” He drove home again and I cried out. “Try again. Who.” Thrust. “Owns.” Thrust. “This.” Thrust. “Cunt?”
“Y-you,” I stuttered, my breaths little more than ragged gasps.
“Say my name,” he growled, eyes blazing as they found mine.
“Sin!” I screamed, my orgasm blinding me as it hit out of nowhere.
I think I blacked out for a moment, because when my vision returned, Sin was smirking down at me, his body relaxed and sated.
“That’s my good fucking girl.”
I would have responded, but he was right—he had wrecked me. All of them had. I was boneless and so blissed out I couldn’t keep my eyes open. As my eyes lost the battle to stay open, a voice softly whispered my name.
But it wasn’t any of the men in the room with me.
It was the newest of my mates. The one I’d had to leave behind.
Lucifer called to me, and there was no way I could ignore him.
“Merri.”
Chapter
Five
PAN
“Just like him. Sleeping on the job. What an absolute tosser,” my little hellion, Catherine, said. Disapproval was thick as honey in her voice.
“Maybe he’s dead,” another voice said, this one male and distinctly unfamiliar. Unexpected pressure on my chest had me peeling one eye open to find a grotesque face peering down at mine.
A low snarl ripped out of me. But when I spoke, my words were slow and precise. “Who the fuck are you? And why the fuck are you standing on me?”
“The name’s James, my lord Pan. But you can call me JJ.”
“I don’t know why you’re bothering to introduce yourself. He never gets anyone’s name right.”
“Camille isn’t wrong,” I admitted. “Get off me. For a tiny imp, you’re surprisingly dense.”
“It’s Catherine,” she groused.
“Whatever. Aren’t you supposed to be dead? I’m quite certain I killed you.”
She made a face, her tiny hands propped on her hips. “Didn’t do a very good job of it, did you?”
“A mistake I’ll be sure to correct.”
“Hey now, that’s my wife you’re talking to.”
I arched one eyebrow before sliding my gaze back to my formerly loyal hellion. “Wife? My, my, Calliope, you’ve been busy.”
Jimmy jumped off my chest and I moved to sit up, a surprised grunt leaving me when I discovered that I’d been bound to the floor. “What is this? Some sort of revolution? Restraints are only fun when consented to, you know.”
“This isn’t supposed to be fun. We’re here to exact revenge,” Jack said.
“Revenge? What in the bloody hell for?”
