The Sinner

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

SIN

I STAND IN the formal dining room, my hands stuffed into the front pockets of my slacks. I’m looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows when I see the headlights coming down the driveway. I walk into the grand foyer and yank both doors open, stepping out onto the porch in the cool night. The car comes to a stop, and I make my way to the passenger side door. Ripping it open, I see Chance step out of the driver side.

“She’s out,” he says in greeting.

My eyes drop to Elli who is slumped in the passenger seat, still wearing her evening gown from their engagement party.

Leaning over, I unfasten her seat belt and pull her into my arms, I carry her inside the house and to the master suite. Lying her in bed, I turn to see Becks standing in the doorway. “Get the fuck out of this house,” I growl, going to throw him out if he refuses to leave.

He places his hands on my chest. “Sin.” He sighs. “I’m sorry.”

I grab his button-up and drag him to the front doors where I shove him outside. He almost trips on the porch. “What the fuck, man?” he barks.

“Stay the fuck away from her until the wedding.” I slam the doors in his face.

Making my way back to the room, she’s where I left her. Lying on her back, arms out and head tilted to the side. The hem of her dress has ridden up to expose her thigh.

I walk over, grab the material, and rip it down the center, exposing her chest to me. Then I remove my shirt, shove my pants down my legs, and kick off my shoes before removing my socks. I crawl on the bed to sit between her legs.

My hand drops to her cunt and I run two fingers over it. She’s not wet. Spitting on my fingers, I run them over her a couple of times before I push them inside her, getting her pussy ready for my cock.

I take myself in my hand and push inside her, my arms behind her knees spreading her wide and slamming my hips into hers. “I want you to be sore tomorrow,” I tell her, watching her breasts bounce from the force. “You won’t remember that I fucked you, but you’ll feel it.”

ELLINGTON

I BLINK, MY eyes heavy and dry. My hands come up to my face and I groan. Where am I? Sitting up, I look around the bright room and squint, the light too bright. I’m back at my house.

How did I get here?

My body aches. My pussy is sore, and it takes everything I have to get to my feet. I manage to wobble to the bathroom, and it hurts when I wipe after I use the restroom. What did I do last night? I don’t remember much after Linc came and visited me.

I slip on a T-shirt and a pair of underwear since I’m naked and then make my way to the kitchen. My mouth is dry, I’m dying of thirst.

Walking through the living room, I push my tangled hair from my face and enter the kitchen. I stop dead in my tracks when I see Sin leaning up against the island and Corbin next to him.

“There she is.” Corbin notices me first.

My eyes are on Sin. Blood rushes in my ears as his eyes drop to my bare legs and slowly run up over the T-shirt that barely covers my pussy.

I take a step back and turn around, only to find Jayce walking toward me. Stepping to the side, he walks right past and enters the kitchen, tossing his backpack on the counter. “It’s all there.”

Sin pushes off the island and nods to me. “Grab her.”

I go to run but Corbin grabs me and drags me into the kitchen, picking me up off my feet as I kick them out, trying to get myself free. It’s useless. He places me on my bare feet and grabs a hold of my hair, holding me in place.

“You should be more careful what you choose to swallow,” Sin finally speaks to me and my stomach drops.

Did Linc tell him what I did? That I willingly opened my mouth and let him fuck me to save Sin from the Lords? Fuck, I hope not. I’d rather him think I begged Linc to fuck my mouth than let him know I did it for him.

Sin turns and grabs a glass out of the cabinet and then the bottle of Everclear off the counter that Kira brought over last week. Unscrewing the lid, he pours the alcohol into the glass until it’s half full. His eyes meet mine when he lifts it and takes a small sip. Sin never drinks any hard liquor. What the hell is he doing?

Setting the glass down, he opens the backpack and pulls a baggie out. I gasp when I see what’s inside. My drugs that I had stashed in my bedroom at my parents’ house. “What the hell are you doing?” I demand.

Unzipping the baggie, he then dumps the contents into the glass of Everclear. “Sin—”

“Like I said, you should be more careful what you choose to swallow.” He pulls a box of matches out of his jeans pocket and lights one before dropping it in the glass. His eyes meet mine when he speaks again, “I told you no drugs.”

The only time he’s mentioned drugs was when we were walking into Blackout. My eyes narrow on him. “You can’t tell me what to do. You don’t own me, Easton!”

I watch the Mollies start to break down as they sit at the bottom, underneath the flames, the small amount of cocaine disintegrates. There wasn’t much there, but it was all I had left.

“I’ll just go buy more.” I shrug, as if I don’t care. “They’re easy to get.”

His eyes narrow on me. Coming around the island, he grabs a hold of my shirt and yanks me forward, forcing Corbin to let go of his hold on my hair.

My body slams into the front of Sin’s hard one. With his free hand, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a familiar pink sleeve. “Remember how I told you I fucked you that first night at David’s? When I found you tied up in his basement?”

My wide eyes meet his and I suck in a deep breath, feeling the hairs on the back of my neck rise.

“What I didn’t mention is that I replaced your birth control that night when I took you home afterward.”

I can’t breathe. My chest tightening and legs wanting to buckle.

“Why do you think I fuck you every chance I get, Elli?” He goes on at my silence, “Because I’m attracted to you?” He shakes his head. “It’s because whether you want to or not, you’ll have my child.” Letting go of my shirt, he reaches up and cups my face. “If you’re not already pregnant, you will be soon. And, well, let’s just say that no woman who is pregnant with my child will be doing drugs.” His eyes drop to my legs. “How does your pussy feel this morning? Hmm?”

I still can’t catch my breath, let alone speak. Is that why I’m sore? Because me and Sin had sex? Why can’t I remember? Well, I know I was fucked up, but I’ve never been that far gone before.

He smiles proudly at the fact that I’m in shock, my lips unable to work. “I fucked your cunt last night in our bed and you didn’t move. Imagine if I had been a stranger, Elli. Someone taking advantage of you in such a vulnerable state.” He makes a tsking noise with his tongue against his teeth. The smile drops off his face and he reaches up, wrapping his hand around my throat but not cutting my air off. “If I even think you’re on drugs, I will shove my fingers down your throat until you vomit all over yourself. And if that doesn’t work, I’ll have your stomach pumped. Do you understand me?”

My eyes search his while blood rushes in my ears. How had I been so stupid? I take my birth control religiously. But for him to switch them out. How did I not notice? “W-why?” Is all I can manage to get out.

“Because I own you,” he says simply. “He may marry you, but you will always belong to me.”