Page 151 of Heartless Heathens
“Oh God! Yes!” I cried repeatedly, shaking my head back and forth unable to stop the liquid from spilling out of my legs again.
Sonny pulled out from me while Felix untied my wrists, tremors of pleasure still erupting through my body at just the touch of their skin on mine. My chest heaved up and down laboriously as I fought to catch my breath. Sonny brought his fingers to his mouth licking each one clean in a way that was so seductive I was clenching my thighs again just at the scene.
“I made a mess.”
“Mmm, if I die from drowning in your cum, then let it be known I died a happy man,” Sonny mused and I looked away to hide my embarrassment.
But he was there in a moment, pulling my chin into his hold and locking his lips around mine with a deep moan that came straight from his chest. “Still burning?” He checked, but this time I shook my head.
He smiled a genuine smile.
“Good, I was a little worried there we were going to have to fuck you to death.” He joked, but I scrunched my eyebrows together in the middle.
“Now what?”
“Now you belong to us, forever, and we belong to you. But you’ve always known that,” Sonny said and I nodded.
I could feel it inside me. The same feelings I’d always had for them, but there was no doubt in my heart anymore. I was theirs and they were mine. Sealed in blood, cum, and something like faith.
“Wait…Did you guys do this too?” I asked, realizing that if they’d done this before then it meant…
“What’s your question, little lamb?” Corvin smirked from the corner.
“Have you guys…Did you guys—”
Sonny cut me off before I could turn my thoughts into a question.
“I don’t know, what do you think?” His expression was serious again though I knew it was a farce.
“You’re not gonna tell me are you?” I crossed my arms over my chest.
“I think it’s better if we leave it up to your imagination.” Felix winked and pulled me up by the hands.
Ithadbeentwoweeks since Arlan had died. Romina wandered the halls of this mansion like a ghost with unfinished business. Unsatisfied with life and sighing far too loudly for it to be ignored.
“What are you thinking about? The dream?” I caught her staring off again.
She did a lot of that these days. After she told us about all the parts of all the dreams she’d been having come to life, we decided to collect as many pieces as we could to sort out this puzzle.
“It’s not even a dream anymore. Just flashes in the dark. Now that everything else has happened, there’s just fragments left. I can’t piece it out. I can’t see how it’s supposed to end.” She looked up at me with concern through heavily black painted eyes. “It’s like watching a movie backwards, except the further you get from the end, you forget everything you’ve seen.”
“Maybe it doesn’t have to end now, maybe the end is when you’re with us, old and tired of our shit.”
“The dream always ends.”
“How do you think it should end?”
“There’s… a crucifix,” she said with some hesitation. “And Korina is there too.” She bit her lip.
“What?” Sonny said like he wasn’t fully caught up.
“She named the snake Korina.” Corvin filled him in.
“That’s…” He scratched his head. “That’s fine. I guess.” He knew he didn’t have a leg to stand on.
Almost twenty years and that snake was nothing but menacing to the three of us, now all of a sudden it was a pet. Coiled around her arm at all hours of the day, siphoning her body heat. I wanted that to be me wrapped around her instead.
Was I jealous of a snake?
