Page 141 of Where Sinners Repent

Chapter 34

Kaleb

Not being able to sit in Ash’s house for another second, I lift Roxy over my shoulder and slap her ass hard. No more fucking around.

Before I walk her out, I turn to my brother.

“Get the drawing. If you so much as crinkle it, I’ll cut your dick off.”

He raises his brow but does what he’s told.

It’s my prize possession. My pride and fucking joy. I’ll be buried with that drawing.

Ignoring every fucker at the table, I take my girl down one flight of stairs to our apartment and dump her on the bed.

She flops onto the soft mattress with a squeal. My hands vibrate with the need to ruin her. The way she just ruined us upstairs. Without lifting a fucking finger.

“Get undressed,” I grunt at her, moving to the cupboard to get some rope. “On your hands and fucking knees and present that cunt to us.”

She moves slowly, pulling that absurd Christmas shirt off her body. I’m not sure why she insists on covering spectacular body with clothing that eats her alive, but the reveal of her peeling it off and showing us that soft, curvy body has my balls throbbing.

Next goes her lacy black bra and her matching panties. Until she’s spread in my bed with nothing but that dark choker wrapped around her neck.

I can only imagine what the image is doing to my brother right now.

Her full tits sit heavy on her chest, pink nipples tightening around the silver barbells. Bending her knees, she spreads her legs, her cunt on full view to me and Kai, who stand at the edge of the bed, staring down at her.

I twist the rope in my hand.

“I thought I said get on your knees,” I bite out.

She chews her lip and slowly moves her body, turning so that her ass perches up in front of us. With her asshole and her pussy on show, her back long and arching, I’m a goner. I round the bed, kneeling beside her head.

“Hands,” I demand.

Being the good girl she is, she reaches out both hands to me. I guide them until her fingers intertwine, creating a fist. She watches as I twist the rope between her wrists and force them tight together, testing the ropes along the way to make sure she’s bound but safe. I wouldn’t want my little slut getting hurt. Not seriously, anyway.

I test it one last time before pulling them out towards the bedhead. She gasps as she falls forward, her top half melting into the bed. I secure the rope around the metal bar, tight enough that she won’t be able to move very far at all.

Stuck and bared to us. At our complete mercy.

Leaning into her space, I place a soft kiss against her temple. Her skin erupts in goosebumps, eyes fluttering closed.

“Black Cat,” I murmur against her ear. “Where is my knife?”

It’s hers now. We both know that. But for tonight’s purposes, I’m taking it back. It’s the only blade worthy of being against her skin.

Her eyes widen when her mind catches up to the fact that I’ll be using it on her.

“I’m not sure,” she lies.

My grin is cruel. She’s going to pay for that. Fuck, I’m going to love making her pay for that.

As I pull away from the bed, my eyes search the room. Scanning over her piles of things that she’s left here over the last few days. Her hoodie lies in a pile, and I rifle through the pockets, fingers wrapping around it instantly.

“Fuck,” she whispers, and I bark a cruel sound.

“Kai,” I look over at him. He doesn’t take his eyes off her. “Show our girl what happens when she lies to us.”