Page 47 of Gluttony (Seven Deadly Sins #4)

In the next second, Hayes takes his brother’s place, pushing inside me and palming my face so his lips can slam against mine.

He thrusts, once, twice, and on the third he whispers.

“Now you’re full from all three of us.” Then he comes inside me with a roar that shakes the very foundations of my heart.

The trifecta inside my pussy.

I am so fucked. On all levels.

Orion is next to pull out, but I stop him, my eyes boring into Hayes’s bright blues.

“Can I ask you something?” I’m high on orgasms, it’s the only reason I can think of to explain my next question to Hayes.

“Anything, Diamond.”

“Have you all ever been…together, together?” I don’t know what I expect but it’s not the subtle flick of Hayes’s gaze toward Orion behind me. Nor do I expect the boom of Hadley’s laughter.

“Little Rabbit, as you can guess, there are no taboos with us.” My eyes widen and my mouth drops open.

“Not the twins, Sweetheart. But yeah…throughout the years, we’ve…explored.” Orion peppers kisses on my shoulder as he pulls out from behind.

I don’t know where I get the courage, but as Hayes slides out of me, cum dripping out of my pussy like hot lava, I turn on my back and palm their cheeks.

Then I kiss Orion, our wet lips sliding and sucking, tongues seeking each other out.

Without removing my hands, I turn to face Hayes and kiss him with just as much vigor, tasting every inch of his mouth.

Hadley joins in the fun, crawling up my body and imposing himself on top of me.

Our mouths fuse and as he nibbles on my lips and sucks on my tongue, I pull away.

Then I bring Hayes and Orion closer, watching with rapt fascination as their mouths give tentative kisses, the wet sounds of lips touching lips turning me on all over again.

Hadley brings his mouth to my pussy and starts eating me out like he’s turned on from watching his twin making out with his best friend. I’m writhing, hot and wet from this kiss that’s taking on a whole new life with teeth biting and lips pressing harder and harder. Fuck this is so hot.

I explode all over again as Hadley sucks my clit and pushes two fingers inside me.

“Your cunt is branded, Little Rabbit. Ours for the taking, the giving, and everything in between.”

The house upstate is now my favorite place in the whole world.

After multiple orgasms and a delicious breakfast that included eggs, bacon, and a variety of pastries to cater to my sweet tooth, we spent our Sunday morning cleaning up.

We cleaned up the house, then ourselves in the shower.

To be clear, by the time we left to drive back to Manhattan, I was squeaky clean.

An endless shower where each of my men washed alongside me will do that.

The work week flew by, and being both the assistant and now this new responsibility with Slumlord, I’m busier than I’ve ever been.

Still no word from Mickey, and no one’s contacted me about my cut for the condo’s sale.

I’m guessing I got fucked over and Mickey bailed with the money.

It’s just as well, I’m not sure I could have handled seeing him and not stabbing him for being a worthless piece of shit.

I guess it took being outside of his sphere to understand the toxic hold he had on me.

Loyalty’s a bitch when it’s given to the wrong person.

By the time Friday rolls around again, I’m excited to kick off my high heels and slip into my pair of sneakers.

Last night, while Hadley was trading out a smaller buttplug for a larger one, he announced that they had a birthday present for me, and since I won’t shut up about the house upstate, my birthday will be celebrated where all the kinkery began. His words.

This time around, we all ride in Hadley’s ginormous truck. Hadley insisted we play car games, declaring that whoever sees a green car chooses someone to take off a piece of clothing.

We squashed that idea like a dead bug. No fucking way am I playing strip car games and flashing unsuspecting families trying to make it to grandma’s for dinner.

This means the whole way up, I forced my playlist on them and taught them a thing or two about my generation’s taste in music. Not sure I won them over just yet.

Needless to say, the two hour drive went by in a flash and as soon as we rode past the gates, I felt at home. How strange?

We file out in sync, although I’m the only one who had to concentrate on not falling on my face.

“I swear this thing gives me vertigo.” I stick my tongue out at Hadley, who’s rolling his eyes at me.

“Such a drama queen.” Bending at the knees, Hadley picks me up and throws me over his shoulder like a sexy fireman.

“I don’t understand why you have that gas guzzler. I bet your carbon footprint has its own zip code.” The sound of Hadley’s hand smacking my jean-covered ass comes first, then the sting.

“By the look on her face, I’d say she liked it.” Grabbing onto Hadley’s back pockets, I lift my head up and narrow my eyes at Orion.

“Way to throw me under the bus.” Fucker just shrugs.

Hayes opens the front door and I love the fact that I’ve already memorized the unique fresh scent that lives in this home. It’s a mixture of pine and apples and a hint of cinnamon.

To my surprise, all three men are busy doing shit, as they so eloquently stated. My only instructions were to get dressed for the outdoors because they were going to teach me to hunt.

My first reaction was…no. In fact, it was more of a “Hell fucking no. I’m not killing Bambi.”

“Spoiler alert, Little Rabbit, Bambi…oh wait, no. That was his mum.”

“I hate you.” I growl but I don’t think anyone takes me seriously.

“It’s a fine line, isn’t it?” Then he kisses me like only Hadley can. His body pressed against mine, his fingers buried in my hair and his palms framing my jaw. And that’s how he ended that futile conversation.

Two hours later, the three of them come back from setting up my present. They find me scrolling on my phone checking out some short videos of my favorite influencers.

“We’ll take that!” Orion plucks the phone from my hands and drops it in the front pocket of his jacket. “You ready?”

With a heavy sigh, I nod. Why are we doing something, on my birthday, that I know for a fact I won’t like? But they’ve been working so hard, I can’t bring myself to complain. Besides, I’ll have them make it up to me later…with tongue.

It takes Hadley about twenty minutes to explain and demonstrate how a rifle works. After the gun fiasco at the warehouse, I vowed never to hold a firearm again. Well, that didn’t last long, did it?

“Got it?”

“Yeah. I look through the thingy with my eye that’s the leader or whatever, aim, then pull the trigger and hope I’m not shooting any of you.

” I grin like a lunatic and instead of getting upset with me, Hadley gives me a mirrored grin.

Only difference is that I’m being a brat and he’s just… psychotic.

“I’ll be right back.” Hadley runs ahead through the woods, and seconds later, he’s back.

“We’ll stay behind you so basically…shoot at anything that moves.” I stare at Hadley.

“What if someone is taking a stroll? Or what about other hunters?” I’m two seconds away from freaking the fuck out.

“Not a chance. Our property goes on for miles and there are cameras all along the fence in some places and a wall in others. Like I said, if it moves, shoot.”

“Imma shoot you in a minute,” I mumble without any bite to it.

Hadley knows he’s won so I may as well just go with the murdering flow.

“Oh, that reminds me. It’s soon the season for our local serial killer.

The local news won’t stop talking about it.

” We’re walking in a straight line, and while the guys are careful not to make too much noise, I’m hoping to scare away any and all animals within shooting distance.

“Let’s play the silent game, shall we?” I look at Hayes and mimic his words by mouthing them. He retaliates by mouthing Brat .

I guess I am, but to be fair, they bring out this side of me. Besides, they’re like ten years older than me so someone’s gotta be the dad around here.

Oh!

“I wonder if I have a daddy kink.”

All footsteps freeze and when I turn back, the three of them are staring at me with different facial expressions.

Horror.

Curiosity.

Delight.

That last one is a surprise to no one.

I’m about to say something snarky when I hear movement. Fuck, why is there an animal here? I swear to fuck, I cannot kill something, not even something scary. Well, maybe a snake if I don’t have the choice.

“What was that?” I whisper-yell but the guys aren’t looking at me, they’re staring straight ahead and past me.

Turning to follow their line of sight, it takes me a minute for my eyes to adjust in the dwindling light of evening. It’s a shadow and it’s moving, running from side to side.

Tilting my head to the left, I continue walking, curious as to what kind of animal has that form. Maybe a bear? Fuck that, I’m not shooting a bear, that’s a hard pass.

It almost looks…

I keep walking and it feels like a cosmic pull forcing me to follow the animal, and as I do, the shadow transforms into a silhouette. A few more steps in and that silhouette takes on a familiar form as it turns around, heaving breath after breath and pressing its back to the trunk of a tree.

I gasp, my rifle falling to the ground and my chest constricting as though stuck in a vise.

“Happy Birthday, Little Rabbit.”