Sinful: A Dark Asylum Bully Romance (The Boys of Chapel Crest Book 5)

We sat and watched TV with Sirena that night before taking her upstairs to her bedroom. We’d been making it a habit to sleep with her every night that Church had been gone. She seemed calm. Like she was better.

But I was the poster child for faking my outward appearance for others. After watching Sin tonight, I felt like maybe something happened between her and him. Something that had him in a chokehold over her.

Hell, we all were, if truth be told.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I wasn’t opposed to her wanting Sin. It was the original plan. He pissed me off like no one else, but I was slowly getting over it. Dwelling on it was making me miserable. I had enough shit wrong in my head and didn’t need to add something like one of my best friends fucking up to it and then holding that grudge.

It was hard. Fuck, was it hard. Everything Sirena had endured was because of the snowball effect he started.

I drew in a calming breath, trying to keep my mind off that shit. If Sirena was able to forgive him, then I knew I could too. Maybe. Someday.

“Can I braid your hair?” Ashes asked her when she pulled her pajamas out of her dresser.

“What?” I looked at Ashes. “Did I hear you right?”

“Yeah.” He shrugged. “I want to try something.”

I shook my head. He was always doing weird shit I didn’t understand. She offered him a smile, which I took as a yes, before turning her back and undressing.

We both watched in silence.

I loved the way her hips had that sexy as fuck flare. The way her long black hair hung down her back and brushed the top of her hips. The cleft of her ass teased me from beneath her panties. I adjusted my hardening dick in my pants, noting Ashes was flipping the lid to his lighter open and closed as was his ritual.

She came back to us with her brush and settled on the floor between Ashes’s legs. He smirked triumphantly at me and took the brush from her before he began plaiting her hair in a thick braid.

“Where’d you learn to braid?” I asked, mesmerized as he continued to gather her hair.

“Abby,” he said, his voice low.

I didn’t push the subject. He so rarely spoke of his dead twin sister. It was a painful subject for him.

I watched him tie off the braid with a black band. Sirena turned and stared up at him from her knees.

Yeah, that’s fucking gorgeous.

“Hey, heaven.” He ran his knuckles along her jaw. “Did you and Sin have a good time?”

We hadn’t asked her about it yet. I knew we sure as hell would, though. If Ashes hadn’t done it, I knew I would.

She took his hand and kissed his palm before scrawling words onto it.

He smiled at her. “I’m glad. What did you two do?”

Sin told us nothing much, but I knew Ashes was curious about Sin’s behavior tonight like I was.

She wrote more on his hand while he nodded, and his brows crinkled while he deciphered her words.

“Really?”

She nodded.

“What did she say?” I asked.

“She said what he told us they did.”

I breathed out, grateful Sin hadn’t lied to us.

“Come here,” Ashes instructed in a seductive voice. She rose for him, and he pulled her onto his lap so she was straddling him. His lips met hers, kissing her deeply.

I watched, mesmerized by them, my dick begging me to let it out and join in.

My phone buzzed, making me let out a soft hiss. I pulled it out of my pocket and caught Church’s name on the screen.

“Hello?” I answered it.

“Stitches. How is everything?”

I looked to Ashes, who had his hands beneath Sirena’s nightgown and was clearly cupping her perfect ass in his palms.

“It’s good.”

“You sound distracted. What are you doing?”

“I’ll show you.” I snapped a picture of Ashes and Sirena making out and sent it to Church. He was quiet for a moment before he let out a groan.

“What are you doing?” I asked, continuing to watch Ashes as he removed her nightgown and kissed along her collarbone.

“Wishing I was there so I could fuck her with you two.”

“I wish you were here too, brother. How is our dear old man?”

Church snorted. “Way to kill the mood.”

“My pleasure,” I murmured, watching Ashes remove Sirena’s bra and suck her nipple into his mouth. Her head fell back as she ground against him.

“Well, I’m just updating you on what’s going on. Father wants me to check out this girl. Apparently, she’s connected to these horsemen who are making sugar. He wants the recipe and thinks getting their girl will make them hand it over. I’m to learn their habits. Their routines. All that shit.”

“Ah, the great hunter,” I said, forcing my attention away from Ashes and Sirena. He’d lost his clothes already.

“I suppose.”

“How long do you think you’ll be gone?”

“I’m hopeful this girl and the horsemen are boring as fuck and are creatures of habit. I don’t expect to be gone for too long.”

“Is that all he has you doing?” I knew Everett. He wasn’t only making Dante scout out his next victims. He made use of him whenever Dante was around.

“You know how it is here,” Church said with a sigh. “I killed someone today.”

I swallowed at his words. Everett had taken me to kill people before too. Not nearly as many as Church had, but I’d seen Church unhinged in the punishment rooms. He was a murderous robot, void of all feelings. I’d thrown up the first time I’d killed someone.

I was ten.

Church had comforted me after.

“It’s OK, Malachi. Close your eyes and think of your favorite place in the world. It’s where I go when I do it.”

I closed my eyes and envisioned myself at home, watching my mom cook before everything went to shit. I thought of my dog Farley at my side, licking my hand. The way the house smelled from dinner. My favorite program playing in the background. The sound of birds singing outside. The setting sun shining through the windows, casting pretty colors along the old wooden floor.

“Are you there, Malachi?”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

“Then stay there. Whenever you go to the punishment room, go to your favorite place in the world. You can’t be hurt there.”

“Do you promise, Dante?”

“I never lie,” he answered, hugging me tightly.

“What did he do?” I asked, falling out of the old memory.

“Fucked around and found out,” he answered. “Owned money. Touched something he hadn’t paid for. Same shit as always. I don’t know why they’re always so fucking stupid. Like they don’t know they’ll be caught and have to pay.”

I grunted at that. The people who frequented the Underground were all dicks and no brains. Or tits and no brains because women went there too. Maybe not as much, but there were some sick bitches in this world.

Nausea twisted my insides as the ugly memory of the facility filled my head. Men and women. Both monsters.

“Malachi?”

His words pulled me out of an incoming panic attack.

“Yeah. Hey. Sorry. Got distracted.” I cleared my throat. “I, uh, needed to tell you something. Asylum. Or Mirage. Whatever personality he is or was, is who was meeting Sirena in the woods. He was here and told us. Mirage, I mean. Wearing a fucking rabbit mask.”

Church was silent.

“He said they’re friends and he was simply being her friend by offering her a shoulder to lean on, basically. This personality is just weird though. The rabbit thing? Weird.”

“So someone knew he wore that to meet her and impersonated him,” Church said dully.

“Seems so.”

“Fuck, he’s nuts. I want to beat the shit out of him more than anything else.” Church sighed. “Sirena was fine with him? In the mask? No weird outburst?”

“She ran right to him and hugged him. She seems to like this Mirage personality a lot more than Asylum, but we all know she likes Asylum.” I’d gotten up and moved out of earshot of Sirena and Ashes and had lowered my voice. “Are you mad?”

Church sighed. “I’m pissed she lied about it. But I get it. I can be…difficult. We all can be.”

I nodded. He was right about that.

“How is our girl?” Church asked, seeming to be willing to let it all go. Or maybe he’d stew on it overnight before raging.

I looked over to Ashes and Sirena, who were still doing some heavy making out. Of course, Ashes was taking his time.

“She looks like she’s having a good time,” I said with a soft laugh.

“I want to watch.”

I hesitated for a moment before I invited him to video call. His face came onto the screen, his green eyes tired, and his blond hair a wild mess. He was smoking weed and drinking a fifth of scotch.

Typical Church behavior when he was forced to spend time with Everett.

He propped the phone up so I could see him fully sitting in a chair in his bedroom. He was dressed all in black, and I watched him undo his tie and unbutton his shirt.

“I love you, brother, I do, but I’m going to jerk off, and it’s not you I want to do it to.”

“Sorry.” I genuinely laughed that time and turned my phone so it was aimed on Ashes and Sirena.

“Asher,” Church called out.

“Yeah?” He pulled away from Sirena to look over at Church on my phone screen.

“Fuck her for me.”

Ashes let out a laugh before returning his attention to Sirena and tugging her down on top of him as he lay back on the bed. Church and I watched Ashes continue lavishing her tits in his face, her ass in the air.

“Give me a close-up,” Church demanded.

I did as requested and moved the phone close to her pussy. She glistened with want as she rubbed against Ashes’s cock.

“Lick her pussy for me, Malachi.”

I did the best I could with the phone situation, hoping he could see, and licked Sirena’s pussy for him before moving to her ass. A gasp left her as I ate her asshole.

“Finger her pussy,” Church instructed.

Gladly.

I pushed a digit into her heat, earning another whimper from her before I went back to eating her ass.

Keeping the camera propped was a job I wasn’t so sure I was cut out for. It was hard to keep my focus on what I was supposed to be doing.

“Just fuck her,” Church’s voice sounded out. “Put the camera on you guys so I can watch.”

I did what he wanted and placed the phone on her bedside table before I removed my clothes and crawled onto the bed with her and Ashes. Gently, I pulled her face away from Ashes and kissed her soft lips, my cock brushing against her damp pussy.

“We’re going to fuck you so Church can watch,” I whispered against her lips. “Is that OK?”

She nodded, and I released her, going to her ass since Ashes was quick to claim her pussy. Not that I expected him to fuck her elsewhere. I wanted her ass anyway. It was time I got to claim it.

I gathered all her dampness and smeared it around her hole and along my cock. I spit on her as an extra precaution and slowly worked my finger into her tight rosette. She squirmed beneath the pressure for a moment before relaxing. I worked her for a moment before adding another finger, wanting to get her a little looser for me so she wasn’t hurt. Having my long, thick cock up in her ass might cause her a great deal of discomfort, but I knew she’d taken Church before, so she could handle it. He was rougher than I was. At least in the beginning. Once she acclimated, I’d rail her until she howled my name.

Ashes slowed for me when I withdrew my fingers and pressed my cock to her asshole. She stiffened, and he whispered quickly into her ear. Words I couldn’t hear. I was too far gone now. I had to have her like this.

I pushed forward, breaching the tight ring of muscle. She let out a hiss, her body still tense. Ashes growled because she was clearly clawing the fuck out of his flesh with her nails.

I drilled slowly inside her, listening as her breathing changed.

“You OK, angel?” I called out in a shaky voice when I bottomed out in her ass.

I received an answering whimper, which sounded a hell of a lot like yes. So I pulled out and slowly pushed back in a few times, Ashes patiently waiting for me.

“You good, baby?” Ashes asked.

Another soft whimper from her.

“Oh, sweet girl, we’re going to make walking hard tomorrow.” Ashes kissed her, speaking all sorts of dirty words to her as I worked in and out of her, him slowly beginning to move with me while buried in her pussy.

I stopped and spit on her hole again before really moving.

Her breathing picked up, her small body jostling between us.

“Fuck her harder,” Church barked out, breathless. “I want her to come for both of you.”

“Gladly,” Ashes grunted out, picking up his pace. I matched my pace with his, both of us plunging in and out of her body, nothing but the wet sounds, moans, and heavy breathing sounding out in the room.

I glanced to my phone on the bedside table and saw Church was jerking his cock in time to our movements.

“Come on, Asher,” I encouraged. “We can go faster.”

He picked up his pace until we were fighting for control of her body, her cries music to my ears.

“Fuck yeah,” Church husked out. “God, that’s fucking good.”

Sirena’s body tensed before she trembled violently, her pussy soaking both me and Ashes. I couldn’t take it. I came hard, filling her ass and cursing loudly as I shuddered against her body. Ashes followed, a low, feral groan leaving him.

We slowed to a stop, leaving her quaking between us.

I leaned forward and kissed her bare shoulder.

“Love you, angel,” I murmured.

Her lashes fluttered as she lay in a boneless heap on Ashes’s chest. I chuckled softly at her sated, blissed-out state and pulled free from her body. Ashes stayed embedded in her, and I went to my phone to find Church cleaning the mess he’d made on his bare abdomen.

“You like it?” I asked.

“You fucking know I did. I love watching you guys fuck her.”

“Well, come back home so you can join us.”

“You can count on that.” His phone shifted, and his entire face came into view. “Let me talk to her.”

I walked the phone to her and held it in front of her face.

“Specter,” Church murmured. “You’re such a good girl. You know that?”

She smiled tiredly at the screen, making his lips curl upward.

“You let Ashes and Stitches take care of you, OK? And. . . take care of them too. For me. Promise?”

She nodded for him. He exhaled, a sad look on his face.

“I’m sorry I left without saying goodbye. It would have made leaving harder.”

She reached out and brushed her fingers along the screen.

He let out a soft laugh. “I can’t wait to see you again.” He lowered his voice. “I love you, Sirena. I’ll see you soon, OK?”

She shifted and moved forward to kiss the camera lens, Ashes shifting with her so he could stay inside her pussy.

“Oh, specter,” Church said. “Sleep well.”

He cleared his throat. “I’ll talk to you guys later. Be safe.”

“Of course,” Ashes said. “You too.”

I moved away from Ashes and Sirena.

“You sure you’re OK?” I asked.

“I’m fine. I was raised to survive and conquer. So were you,” he said, giving me a pointed look. “I’ll see you soon, brother.”

“You better.” I went to the small bathroom off of Sirena’s room and closed myself in.

He hesitated for a moment. “Has Sin been around?”

“Sin took care of her today when we had therapy. It went well. She seemed like she was happy. No issues with either Sin or Asylum, er, Mirage.”

“I see.”

“Sin is getting better.”

“Fuck him,” his words were bitter. “He pisses me off.”

“I think he wants her. Seriously. His attention was all on her today. He was barely able to hold a conversation with us.”

“He can want what he wants. Doesn’t mean he’ll get it.”

I sighed. I didn’t want to argue the fact. Time would sort it all out. I still had a bit of it to get over, and Church clearly did.

“And Asylum?” Church pressed. “Or Mirage. Whatever the fuck name he’s using now.”

“I don’t know. He wasn’t around today.”

Church grunted. “Just watch her. I think he means well, but he is fucking weird.”

I laughed at that. “I know.”

“OK. It’s late. I have to get up and kill people tomorrow. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Night,” I said.

“Go take care of our girl.” He disconnected the call, leaving me in silence.

I smiled down at the black screen, deciding to fuck with him.

I took a picture of my dick and sent it to him.

A moment later, he sent me a middle finger emoji with a laughing face.

I grinned at that, hoping it helped him relax, and cleaned up before returning to Ashes and Sirena.

They’d both fallen asleep, him still inside her, his dick beginning to finally soften. I chuckled softly at him and his cock warming before covering them with the blanket and sliding in beside them.

“Night, Malachi,” Ashes mumbled sleepily.

I twined my fingers with Sirena’s.

“Night, Asher.’