Page 98 of Sin

I heaved a sigh and squeezed the bridge of my nose. Maybe the end of the world wouldn’t be so bad if it would save me from a lifetime spent with these bellends.

Fifteen minutes later,the three of us stood at the mouth of the alley that led to Max’s. Honestly, I don’t know what I expected, but finding Chaos practically devouring her up against the wall was not it.

Malice let out a low whistle while Sin complained, “Why is everyone getting some except for me? Don’t look at me like that. You know I’m right. I’m the sex machine, Chaos is the warmachine, Grim is the death machine, and you... well, I guess you’re the snot machine.”

Chaos was so lost in Merri he didn’t even hear the conversation taking place, which only pissed me off more. We could be anyone. Lucifer’s minions were legion. They could show up anywhere at any time, as they’d fucking proven a week ago when they broke into my fucking penthouse. Sure, he was blocking her with his body, but they were vicious. The damage they could do was very real.

She let out a soft moan and dug her fingers deeper into his hair as he began rocking his hips into her.

“That’s it,” I growled. “This has gone on long enough.”

Mal stepped forward. “Allow me.”

Then he cleared his throat loud enough to make Chaos stop, his body stiffening before he pulled his lips away from our charge and looked over his shoulder at us.

“Fuck.”

“Oh please, don’t stop on our account. It was just getting good,” Sin said.

Malice glared at him. “That’s enough out of you.”

“You’re such a prude.”

“Excuse the hell out of me for not wanting to watch them fornicate in a fucking alley.”

“Fornicate? How old are you? Also, you are Pestilence. Since when are you prissy about a little dirt? Germs are supposed to be your thing.”

In a voice almost too soft to hear, Malice muttered, “She deserves better.”

Chaos placed Merri back on the ground and turned to face us, the flush on his cheeks and the raging tent in his shorts making it all too clear how unhappy he was with our interruption.

“What are you doing here?”

I strode down the alley, eyes locked on Merri, where she peeked around Chaos. “Shouldn’t I be askingyouthat?”

“Don’t be mad at him. It’s not his fault.”

“Oh, trust me, wildflower. I know exactly who deserves all my blame.”

Merri winced, but I continued speaking. Some of my anger had waned now that I could see for myself she was unharmed, but the threat to her safety remained.

“We need to get you out of sight. There are too many creatures looking for you. What the hell were you thinking, running off like that?” I scolded.

“You said I wasn’t a prisoner.”

I gritted my teeth against the wave of frustration that accompanied her argument. “You aren’t. But that doesn’t mean you’re not in danger. Bloody hell, Merri, you were almost kidnapped a week ago. What more is it going to take for you to believe the threat is real?”

“You’re right. I’m sorry.”

My mouth snapped shut at the unexpected apology. I was so used to her stubbornness that I wasn’t prepared for her to be agreeable.

“If it makes you feel any better, I never planned on leaving the building. I thought I’d catch him in the lobby, and then I didn’t, and I don’t have a key, so I couldn’t go back up to the penthouse, and I just sort of figured I would be safer with him than on my own, so I just kept chasing him.”

Her ramble was adorably earnest, and I found myself relaxing further.

“Why were you following me in the first place?” Chaos asked.

A fierce blush stained her cheeks as she looked at him. “To tell you thank you for saving me.”

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