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Greed pushed in a little more.

“Relax,” Envy cajoled from my side, stroking my face.

All I could do was obey.

My muscles went limp, and Greed slid all the way in.

Holy fuck .

His cock inside my ass lit up nerves and sensations I didn’t even know existed. I could feel his bond snap in place immediately sending a wave of euphoria through me. Gluttony was still inside of me, unmoving but watching Greed intently.

Someone’s hands snuck between Gluttony and me and found my breasts, pinching them.

I cried out.

“Yes, that’s it!” someone said; I didn’t know who.

Voices and hands and dicks blended together.

Another orgasm built in me as Greed thrust slowly and carefully, different from my last one but none the last powerful.

My brain turned off as my world narrowed to only sensations and pure, unadulterated lust.

Greed must have come; I wasn’t sure.

I was lifted from the chair and laid down on the table again. Hands and mouths everywhere, sucking, pinching, grabbing, groping.

I was Wrath being used and I fucking loved it.

Envy was next, climbing on top of the table and entering me in one swift motion triggering our fated mate bond to lock into place.

“Fucking hell,” he cried out, thrusting into me as Sloth’s fingers stroked my clit.

Envy swore as I tightened around him, so close. He groaned, hot seed spurting inside of me as his own orgasm overtook him.

Sloth grinned and took his place.

Each of them were different, but satisfying and wanted. No, needed.

As each bond was finalized I could feel myself building higher and higher. To what, I couldn’t imagine, but damn did it feel good.

“Don’t stop,” I begged them, not wanting it to end.

Lust bent down and kissed me, stroking my neck.

“Never,” he promised as Sloth thrust into me.

He must have come quick or I was fucking lost, because it seemed like moments later I was flipped over and tugged to all fours.

“Always wanted to try this,” Pride gasped into my ear, wrapping his arms around my neck and choking me, sliding into me from behind as he fucked me doggie-style.

Lust laughed.

“Just wait until it’s my turn,” he promised, voice an octave lower than normal. “Is he going to make you cum again?” Lust teased.

I whimpered at the dirty talk.

Envy and Greed pressed in, hands roving. Gluttony watched it all happen, standing to the side with his eyes glittering.

“She’s been such a good girl. She should cum at least two more times,” Pride suggested.

I let out a breath. Through all six bonds simultaneously, I felt their collective satisfaction, their shared arousal amplifying my own pleasure beyond anything I'd ever experienced.

Lust's primal hunger, Gluttony's possessive contentment, Greed's fierce satisfaction, Envy's wonder at being included, Sloth's lazy pleasure, and Pride's dark dominance all crashed over me at once.

Pride’s hand snuck to my heat and thrusted and stroked in time with his thrusts. I writhed and twisted against him, desperate to get just the perfect angle that would get me there.

“No, you’re not allowed to cum yet,” Lust ordered.

I growled, my sin sparking. How dare he–

Hands came around my throat and squeezed.

“I said no .” My sin fought with my desire to submit entirely to all of them, to prove that I was serious and committed.

Oh, the duality of nature...

“Cum.”

Lust’s sudden permission surprised me as Pride thrust with both his dick and hand, and to my shock I did cum, hard and long. A ragged scream left my lips as my hips bucked, Pride lowering me gently to the ground. Wet cum dripped down my legs, so he must have finished too?

I felt dazed and half-conscious, but so, so satisfied.

Lust chuckled darkly. “I’ll have you later, I think.”

Pride stepped back. “Phew. I need some air after that.”

I raised an accusing finger at them both.

“Promised me ‘nother,” I slurred out.

All six of them laughed, even Gluttony.

“Later, sweetheart,” Lust swore, kissing my forehead.

My sin flared for just a moment, before sputtering out. I was too tired.

Around us, the room vibrated with magick and heat, the charged air thick with sweat, power, and something older. Something sacred.

The others lingered nearby—watching, worshipping, wanting. But none of them moved yet. Not until I did.

I was the storm. I was the center. I was Wrath.

I pushed myself upright, and looked around the room. One by one, the Sins met my gaze. And they didn’t see weakness, or fragility, or even a woman breaking under the weight of her powers.

They saw a queen. An equal.

“I’m not choosing just one of you,” I said softly, voice hoarse but steady. “I’m choosing all of us. This bond—this power—belongs to everyone in this room.”

I eyed Gluttony. “Together.”

With a slow, almost reverent nod, Lust stepped forward and took my hand.

Pride followed, his mouth hard but his eyes soft.

Envy and Greed moved next, flanking me like shadows.

Sloth leaned against the table with a lazy, satisfied grin.

And Gluttony—Gluttony raced forward and gathered me tightly in his arms.