Seven Deadly Sinners

by Dark Angel

  "Caroline…you finally decided to join us," Archibald says calmly. "I was beginning to think you were going to leave your precious little toys to collect dust! It’s a shame you had to go and ruin my men, you know. We had such a nice thing going until you fucked it all up. In more ways than one."

  "Cut the shit, ‘Uncle,’" I say. "You can’t expect me to not know what goes on around me, right?"

  He lowers his eyes. "No matter. We can discard you just like my sister. And it will be no problem to pin it all on these seven dogs."

  I notice Archibald’s hand snaking into his jacket. He whips out a silver pistol and points it directly at me, but I’m faster. I whip the handgun out from behind my back and fire a bullet directly between his wide, surprised eyes.

  Then I turn the gun on my father, the man who was about to kill me for my inheritance, and all the years of pain and angst come rushing back.

  It's as if I'm seeing my old life before my eyes, all that time with my father, and it was all a lie. Every bit of it. He never loved me, no matter how hard I tried to earn his affection. No matter what I did.

  And more than that, I know he'd love nothing more than to see me and the only men who have ever made me happy...well, he'd like to see us dead, six feet under.

  "You wanted to kill me, Daddy, but what you haven't yet learned is that I'm stronger than you ever imagined. If you knew anything at all about me, you would have noticed. And that’s going to be your downfall. I'm stronger than you because I will defend the people I love. You can no longer hurt me."

  I release the safety on my handgun and it clicks, the sound resonating in the now-silent room. My father gives me a pleading look, and desperate words fall from his lips; he’s begging me to hear him but all the words jumble together and I don't hear any of it.

  All I see is his pathetic face as I grit my teeth and curl my finger, pulling the trigger.

  And then he’s just...gone. Extinct.

  I know it was either him or me, but I still crumple down to the floor. The gun is shaking in my trembling hands, and the acrid stench of gunpowder fills my nose. I can’t believe it’s all finally over.

  The overwhelming feeling of loss finally catches up with me. I’m stuck in shock at the fact I’ll never see my mother again. And, monster that he was, my father was still a piece of my life, and I just removed that with my own two hands. Who am I?

  The carefree days of my childhood vanish, and all I can see is this world of sinfulness that I've become caught up in. Still, I can't say I totally despise who this Caroline is. The real me has come out at last, but to kill my own father is a step farther than I ever expected to take.

  I'm in a daze, and one of the guys picks me up. I can't tell who it is. I’m so shocked and tormented, lost in my own thoughts, that everything around me is a blur of activity.

  "Let's take her back to headquarters." Ares.

  "Okay, get her in the car." Apollo.

  We head back into the city, and I just sit in silence holding the gun in my lap, still unsure of how I feel about this whole mess. I feel so angry at my father for wanting me gone and for making me live under his horrible control. I idealized him, yes—or maybe I just lied to myself all along—but all of that disintegrated the minute I heard him threaten my men.

  This is my family now. My seven sinners.

  I spent so many years trying to be good, to be the perfect daughter, and all along my father barely noticed I was there, save from being a placeholder for my inheritance.

  Threatening my new family and destroying my old, though, that was going too far, and that made me want to see him bleed. These intense feelings are so overwhelming, so all consuming, but they make me see without a shadow of a doubt that I’m totally and completely in love with all seven of my protectors.

  I guess I've known it since I first laid eyes on each one of them. But I didn't realize the extent of how deeply my feelings ran until this moment—when I was more than willing to kill for them. For us. For our future.

  I sigh as we pull up to Sin, Inc. I've seen enough darkness to last a lifetime. I’m ready for this to be over. But as I look at my men, I have the sinking feeling that it’s not over yet. Their faces tell me there’s still more to face.

  With a heavy heart, I let them help me from the car and usher me inside.

  Chapter 32

  Arsen

  We all gather around Caroline in the limo, giving her plenty of space and letting her hug herself tight in the thick fur coat we had the driver bring for her. We’re here for her, but touch isn’t what she needs right now. We all watch her face carefully as she comes to terms with everything that just happened and everything she just learned.

  I muse over how she’s changed us all, though we each expected to have our own impacts and changes on her. With everything that’s come to light, I don’t know if we really did.

  One would think spending so much time with such bad men as us, she would be slowly but surely corrupted, but I think we only brought her true nature to light. She’s the daughter of Sin, Inc. through and through, after all. And now, wrapped in her lavish garment, she reminds me of some sort of maturing worm wrapped in its cocoon. I’m trembling in fear and excitement to see the beautiful butterfly of sin that emerges.

  As we continue staring at her, Caroline stares at her former home. Our fixer crew arrives and they quickly set to work on the home to tweak this and that before setting the home ablaze.

  Ares instructed them very carefully.

  They are to take a few key valuables, things nobody would miss or notice.

  They are to secure certain doors to create the illusion of a struggle.

  And finally, they are to compromise the security computers and electrical system so the main room is an inferno of flame that burns down the rest of the house accordingly. This covers every sign of our transgressions within that home. For these men, it’s little more than routine.

  After the deed is finalized our limo escorts us back to Sin, Inc. Our secondary crew is busy repairing the lower floors, and we all squeeze through to the company infirmary where our doctor looks us over and patches up the injured.

  Through the whole process none of our eyes leave Caroline. Her gaze is blank and she doesn’t meet any of our eyes. We begin to worry, but with exchanged glances between us we all know she’s going to be okay, and that she only needs time.

  Repaired and recuperated, we all finally settle down in a resting room. We each take our seat on a large black semicircular couch that is positioned around a large and rather comfy chair, in which Caroline takes her rightful seat. We watch on silently as she rests. After a time, she looks up at each of us in turn, her face more clear and alert than we’ve seen it in hours.

  “It was self defense,” Justin says.

  “You had no choice,” Samuel says.

  “You saved us,” Kaden says.

  “They had it coming,” Marshall says.

  “You did the right thing,” I say.

  “They were clean shots you made,” Ares says.

  “Your mother would be proud. It was the action of a true crime lord,” Apollo says, and we all nod along in agreement.

  Caroline takes a deep breath, and a salacious smile creeps across her face. She stands up and lets the thick coat surrounding her fall around her ankles. Her poise is filled with confidence, and we each reel back as we stare at her. Power is radiating off her in waves, and we’re feeding off her just being in her presence.

  Physically she looks battle-worn, tired from a day full of emotions none of us have ever experienced, but her eyes tell a different story. They’re lit with a fire that drives us, and we all know we’re destined to serve that fire.

  “A feast,” Caroline says finally. “A lavish dinner in celebration of us. This building is ours, and with it, everything that represents. Sin, Inc. is now under our hand. And if you’ll have me as your leader…”

  “Of course,” we all say in unison.

  “As it should be,
” she says, smiling wide. She sits back down in her chair and lays her arms on the sides, crossing her legs as she sits in her rightful throne. “While our dinner is being prepared then, shall we have the true feast?”

  Chapter 33

  Caroline

  I suck in a breath and exhale as I sit and wait for their response, pushing my tits out for my Seven Deadly Sinners that I've come to love and adore. I'm here, ready and waiting, desperate and horny and needy and wanting all seven cocks.

  I want to be fucked in all my holes, experience yet again being pushed to the limit with these seven men.

  My heart is beating so damn fast and my thong is a wreck. I'm so wet and sticky. My juices are already running down my thighs. I can’t wait for these men to make me cum, and for their cum to fill me up and mix with my own.

  This black couch is perfectly clean. We'll fix that. I hook my thumbs into the thin waistband of my thong, but that's when two of my sexy men decide to spring into action, each grabbing an end and ripping it right off my body.

  A moan escapes my lips because, fuck, this is so hot.

  "Are you ready for your feast?" I ask.

  "Fuck, baby, you look so good," Justin says, his eyes locked on my pussy, the look in them so ravenous that it makes my pussy tingle. I want that mouth on me right fucking now.

  Apollo grabs one of my tits. "We’re at your disposal, Caroline. Just tell us what you want.”

  Coming from him, that’s a lot. He’s always in charge, always taking the lead. And now he’s handing that over to me. I guess there’s some significance in that. He’s telling me that he’s acknowledging my new place, and how I’ve come into my own.

  But right now? I don’t want to think. I don’t want to call the shots. I just want these men to take control and do anything and everything to my body.

  So I tell them that. “I don't want you to treat me like a lady. You just make sure I cum over and over. That’s all I care about. Fuck me any way you like," I say, my blood heating with desire at the idea. "Tonight, I'm all about coming as hard as I can as many times as I can while all of you fuck me so hard I can't walk tomorrow."

  The men all exchange looks and then Apollo lifts me up in his arms. I wrap my legs around him, straddle him, grinding my bare pussy against his hard cock and pushing my tits up into his face.

  He drops me on the huge black couch bed and pulls my arms up above my head. He pulls back, and I can tell by how he's looking at me that I'm not supposed to move. That I just gave over my control they were offering.

  And now I’m at their disposal.

  My pussy clenches and gushes at the thought.

  That's when Arsen and Samuel come over and pull my legs apart, spreading me wide.

  I'm squirming with need but doing my best to keep basically in this position. I want them to dominate me. I want a taste of everything they have to offer.

  This is my chance to go totally fucking wild. And after everything this day has brought, that’s exactly what I need. I promise myself—and my wet pussy—that I'm going to have the fuck of my life tonight.

  Tonight, I'm all about making the most of this and celebrating the fact that I have my seven protectors taking care of me.

  Ever since I first met them all those weeks ago, that's how I've started to think about every moment.

  As a celebration.

  Because I’ve seen that life is too fucking short not to reach and take exactly what you want.

  And right now, what I want is all seven of them.

  Marshall's pulled off his shirt and he's working on his belt now. I'm ready for that monster, right the fuck now. Their cocks are all so huge and thick and perfect, and I have eighty-four inches of it at my disposal.

  When he pulls that fucker out, I want to suck it so much that my mouth is already watering. I'm wet already, but the idea of wrapping my mouth around that cock makes me absolutely crazy. I want to swallow him down my throat as much as I can, and give him a preview of how I’m going to squeeze that monster cock with my pussy when he finally does get his turn to fuck me.

  I turn my gaze to Ares, the last of my seven, and know that he’s loving the lust he’s reading all over my face. That’s curling off my body like steam because I need my men to fuck me as soon as possible.

  They’re all here, all watching me with ravenous eyes. So many hard cocks, and they are all fucking huge. They are rock hard, pulsing, purple-headed rods and I'm licking my lips as I see them all coming right for me.

  Each stroking their cocks, my seven sinners come toward me, ready as I am to celebrate our success and our love and the future we’ll have together.

  Marshall brings his cock to me first and I scoot forward on the couch so that I can reach him and give him a good deep suck. I’ve become and expert at sucking cock now, and I'm proud to show it off for my loves.

  "Let me take you so deep, Marshall." I’m going to savor the perfect taste of him in my mouth, down my throat, as much as possible because it helps me give into the lust they all ignite within me.

  We’re being filthy, but it is like kind of romantic, you know? Having his cock piped down my throat doesn’t just feel good, it feels perfect. Because I love fucking all of my men. My perfect soul mates.

  As much as they dominate me, I also hold power over them. I know I’m the only one now that they’ll fuck and cover in their cum.

  "Fuck, put your tongue out and I'm going to slap that naughty mouth with my cock before I ram it down your throat, Caroline.”

  I moan, his words making me crazy. I'm going to suck him so hard he'll be begging to fuck me. I love that even though I crave his cock more than anything, he found a way to make this even nastier. That’s one of many reasons that we work so well together.

  "I want to see how well you suck a cock when I’m buried deep in your pussy." Kaden strokes the length of his cock against my slippery folds, and I'm getting even stickier as he mixes some pre-cum that dribbles from his massive cock. "Show me."

  Justin grabs my hand and puts his cock in it. "And I want to fuck your ass with all that cum, Caroline. We’re going to stuff you full of cock.”

  I can't help but gasp. I mean, I know by now just how dirty my men can be, but fuck, this might be even better than anything I’ve experienced so far…hearing the filthy words is great. Knowing that the naughty acts in their words are going to get played out over my body just makes me even more excited.

  I am so fucking wet that my whole body is aching. I put my tongue out for Marshall, ready to suck his cock, and he presses the head of it against my tongue firmly with a slap. The taste of him is so good that I am ready to wrap my lips around him now, but I give into his direction.

  His cock rams down my throat and I moan in pure.

  I focus on breathing through my nose and swallow him up.

  He's groaning now. It is so hot when you hear a man make that kind of sound when you take his cock. Nothing says job well done quite like that.

  It gets me even wetter. I'm pumping Marshall's cock in my hand, stroking my thumb across the sensitive underside. I can't wait for that whole cock to be in my ass later.

  That's when Kaden presses the tip of his cock on my opening. He doesn't wait; he doesn't pause, he slams his cock balls deep into my pussy and I stretch to take all of him, rolling my hips for him.

  While he pounds into me over and over, Apollo leans in and reaches for me, his thumb working tantalizing circles on my clit that make me buck against Kaden.

  Arsen and Samuel continue to hold my thighs down, far apart, as Kaden keeps slamming into me.

  I keep stroking Justin while Kaden’s cock drives me wild, and I'm sucking Marshall, working damn hard to focus on making sure he's having the best goddamn blowjob of his life. Fuck, my whole body is so taut and pounded with lust as much as it is with cock. This is ecstasy.

  I look over at Arsen and Samuel as they hold me down, and Apollo as he keeps working my clit with his skilled fingers.

  They all have their co
cks out too, fucking their fists as they watch me get nailed my Kaden in my pussy and Marshall in my mouth.

  He pulls out and my tongue works with the suction I keep and I feel him already throbbing for my mouth.

  He thinks fucking my mouth is good? Wait till he's in my pussy, which I know only gets sweeter and tighter as it gets slammed with cock .

  I look at Ares, who’s watching this all with an envious look in his eyes. He wants me for himself, but I know he’s conflicted because watching all these men take control of my body turns him on so fucking much.

  He stalks toward us, his cock already freed and standing high, ready to get in on this.

  I stop long enough to meet his heated stare. “About time you got in on this.”

  We share a moment of understanding, the satisfaction I’m purring mirrored in his eyes. I know that he’s found a balance in that urge he has to own me and how it turns him on to share me. I love all my men; all my men love me and share me without any real rivalry.

  It doesn’t get more perfect than this.

  I fucking won the prize with my seven sinners.

  We sin to win.

  Another tidal wave of lust courses through me with Samuel and Arsen’s hands pressing hard into my thighs.

  They’re pressing so hard I know my delicate skin will bruise, but I’ll wear that mark as another proud way my men claim me. Like when they cover me with cum. I’m theirs to fuck in every filthy way they want.

  Kaden's fucking so hard into me that I'm screaming out against Marshall's cock, but I'm keeping the pumps up on Justin's cock too. For several moments I forget myself entirely and just feel the lust surging through me. I give into instinct, my skin prickling with desire at their touch.

  Ares trails his hands up to my hips, and I'm shivering from the ecstasy of having the attention of all seven men. The pleasure they can provide me together exceeds anything imaginable.

  Ares pulls my hand off Justin’s cock and puts it on his own. "You better come hard for Kaden, because I'm getting in that ass while you lick him clean."