Hallows: Pretty Snakes & Devils

Seven Sins

Sleep Token- Jaws

B.B.

My new trophy is polished and on display next to the T.V. Carson insisted I put it there after what happened in the stairway. It was a whole mood after my presentation. He's not going to be coming around for a bit. He's going to want to think about that just as much as I am. I'm convinced. I gave the scholarship I was offered to the second-place contestant and the money to the third. It's all over the media. Stacy and her team got some really good footage. Lucien is flooding the internet with the shots they got of Carson and me. He sent some of Dec and me to the group chat, for us.

"I don't think she's here," Dec says from behind me. I turn around to see him and Vic pulling a huge brown package inside. They both freeze when they see me.

"Hey, guys. What's going on?" I ask.

"See, she's been wanting that f*****g trophy for a while now. There is no way she's going to take her eyes off it for at least twenty-four hours," Vic hauls the box in. "Chula, can you do us a favor?"

"Sure," I shrug. "I'm not doing anything,"

"Perfecto. Go get the rest of the simp parade,"

"All of them?" I ask. He nods as he helps Dec push the box behind the T.V. "Can I ask what that is?"

"No, and take your time," Dec growls.

I check my watch and decide to get Ro first. He's in the warehouse. Alone. He's got his serious face on and headphones. He's cleaning the weapons. It's what Carson has him doing as punishment for not speaking up about Grim's advances. He said that since it was declared before the contract was terminated he had to finish.

"Ya se que estas ahi," he calls back to me.

"Whatcha doin'?" I ask. He removes his headphones and sets them down in front of him.

"Trying to clear my head," he pulls me to him when I'm close enough. "Congratulations on the award. I'm so proud of you. Although Stevie is nowhere near as cool as that," he points at his bot Juan. "Juanito puts in some damage with a knife,"

"You used it on demon mode? Tell me everything," I try to get out of his hold to go over to Juan but he stops me.

"You need to slow down a little," he says linking his arm around my waist. I'm wearing a lacy summer romper with nothing underneath and my pink bunny slippers to match the pink roses and pearl-white silky designs on my romper. I was prepared to stay in my room for the rest of the day. "You cannot come in here dressed like this and just expect me to let you go anywhere without me,"

It's been a while since Ro and I have been alone. In fact, the last time was before the summer started. Ahsan can be possessive like that and Grim isn't any better. Despite the issue we had, I miss him like crazy. I'm not exactly sure how we're going to get past this. He sighs and eases up his hold. I give him a curious once over. He's probably thinking the same thing.

"What's wrong?"

"It just feels a little weird," he admits. Dread chokes me a little so I take a step back. "Not like that, Hermosa. I just feel bad about the entire thing. You're right. I shouldn't have preyed on his weaknesses. I did that and I feel terrible now. I know how much it hurts you,"

"It did at first. I've come to terms with it for the most part," I slide my hands up his chest and wrap my arms around him. He doesn't hesitate to pull me closer. His hands slide under my shorts. "It's kind of hot now,"

"Mm," he smirks. I initiate our kiss but he takes control almost immediately. "I am assuming you're not here for this," he slides the thin straps of my romper down my shoulders. The whole thing just slides down my body. He pulls away to remove my slippers and the romper so he can put them on the table. "Don't want that to get dirty,"

"The guys want us all in our room," I laugh when he lifts me up onto the table.

"Right now?"

"No, Dec told me to take my time,"

"Are all the others there?"

"No, just him and Vic. They're setting something up,"

His hair is so long now. I can't help but run my fingers through it. I wrap my legs around him and pull him closer. His hands roughly roam my body with desperation. He breaks our kiss. His teeth scrape along my skin, nipping away at my soul. I don't know if he's the i***t or if I am. I've been so caught up in trying to make him feel guilty about what he did when I knew this was inevitable. I made s**t worse by letting all of this drag the others along as well. My anger towards Ro and Ahsan leaked into everything and it f****d us all up.

"Ro-"

"Shh," he covers my mouth as he eases into me. "Just let me love you, B.B. you stubborn b***h," Ro is always an assault on all my senses. Everywhere his skin touches mine I burn. Neither of us is taking anything from each other it's just us. "I miss you so f*****g much. Not talking to you has been hell," he slams hard into me with each word. "Not being able to touch you. It would kill me when you f*****g looked away," he growls tightening his hold on my face so I don't look away from him. "I hate that you know exactly how to hurt me,"

He pulls out of me and turns me around pinning me against the table. I cry when he pushes inside of me with one hard thrust, This isn't his regular verbal filth but damn him if it's not getting me off. His breathing is almost feral. His grunts are all sexed up.

"When did you get this?" he growls placing his hand on my back tattoo. It's a Reaper holding out its hand for the crow that sits on its fingers.

"I got it-f**k- I got it in Rionegro,"

"Have you been hitting the gym harder as of late?" he growls as he grips my ass, digging his fingers into my skin so hard I almost come.

"It's from lifting the panels and the popping around," I cry out leaning back against him to grab a handful of his hair. "It's a shock on all my muscles,"

"I'm feeling all kinds of shocks myself right now," he licks up my neck until he gets to the weak spot behind my ear. As soon as he latches on sucking it I explode. He groans cupping my breasts as he finishes. Black feathers swirl around us and I laugh because he can never help doing that when we're together. Even if were just talking. It's how he shows he's happy and it's so cute.

"You're molting," I tease and squeak when he thrusts into me. "So, Texas,"

"Are you keeping tabs on me?" he grins and rolls his hips. I turn around and slide back on top of the table. He just slides right back in.

"Always. The only time I don't know what you're doing is when you go into Grim's compound," I admit. He pushes me back so I have to hold myself up. He leans into me taking my right n****e into his mouth. "You're going to have to make this one quick. I still have three more to get,"

"Mm, is that right," he laughs pulling me closer to the edge. By the time we're done and I've cleaned myself up in the restroom, Lucien is out of class. I just leave Ro at the house and pop right into his apartment. He's walking through the front door when I arrive.

"I was just-" he points behind him. Then he just shrugs dropping the box and the backpack he's holding. "Doesn't matter. You looked so f*****g good up on that stage, B.B.," he scoops me up. "Those speech lessons you asked me to help you with," he growls. "It was all perfect, B.B. You're such a good girl,"

"You should take your shirt off," I laugh as he peppers kisses all over my face.

"You should take your shirt off," he pulls away to look between us.

"What shirt?"

"These f*****g things again," he growls and just pushes my shorts aside. I should have probably changed. I already felt raw after what Carson and Dec did to me at the science fair. Ro didn't help in the slightest and now this. "B.B." he pushes two fingers inside of me. "Are you being a bad girl tonight?"

"I just wanted-" I gasp when he flicks my spot. "A quiet night with my big ass trophy. Vic and Dec were like get the others and-" I cry out when he replaces his fingers with his c**k. "Here we are,"

"Yeah, here we are," he pulls me on top of him and pulls my shorts up.

"Lucien," I laugh when he uses what's coming out of me to wet my asshole. "f**k," I tremble when he slowly pushes his middle finger inside. He rocks my hips against him while he draws circles over my overly sensitive clit. "Lucien don't do that,"

"Don't make that sound," he growls going faster. Whatever sound I had made I must have done it again because the next thing I know I am on the couch and my romper is in pieces.

"Lucien," I growl at him. "What am I supposed to wear now?" All I get in response is a warning growl as he works me faster. "No, no, don't do-" I can't even finish the sentence. My body tenses up and then jerks up against him and I come for the ninth time today. He moves my hips just in time and I hear my orgasm drip onto the floor. "Lucien," I smack his shoulder. "I told you not to do that,"

"B.B." he growls and looks up at me. His eyes are pitch black.

"I'm sorry. I tried to warn you. You didn't listen-"

"I am going to do that all the time," he kisses me hard.

"Lucien," I laugh when he pulls me up and puts me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing. "You can't just leave that mess there. Delilah and Damian could walk in any second,"

"Pft, like those two freaky f***s don't leave their s**t all over the apartment all the time," he scoffs and sits me at the end of his bed.

I go to his bathroom to wash myself because I not only made a mess of his floor but my thighs as well. When I return he's holding up an oversized powder pink T-shirt. It's the new Fallen merchandise. The new album's logo is printed on the front in silver glitter. He comes over to me and slips over my head.

"I love this," I say loving the soft texture on my sensitive skin.

"Del got a few pink things," he says and points over at the box he was holding when he walked into the apartment. "Please tell me to clear my schedule this weekend,"

"Yes, we're leaving. I still need to get Ahsan and Carson,"

"Panties in the top drawer," he spins me around and smacks my butt. I watch as he moves around the room putting things into his backpack. He has a drawer ready with overnight necessities for me. This f*****g guy. I swear. "Ready,"

"I am going to leave you at the house. Dec and Vic were setting up something weird in our room,"

"Okay," he laughs and watches me slip my bunny slippers back on. I fix my glasses and take his hand.

Ahsan is yelling at his guys when I arrive at the clubhouse. I take a seat by the big bookshelves. He has someone bring me iced Thai tea and come sugar cookies. I didn't realize how much I needed to eat something until I licked the pink frosting off the cookies. As soon as he sends the guys away he comes over to me and takes my cup out of my hand so I don't spill it. He grabs my arm and begins to lead me into the back room. He kicks the door open and sets my cup down on the desk. He pulls his office chair out and sits down.

"No," I growl at him when he bends me over his lap. He lifts my t-shirt and slaps the s**t out of my ass.

"No?" he growls. "No? How f*****g dare you show up dressed in a f*****g t-shirt like this?" he spanks me again. "You're not even f*****g wearing shorts," another slap and they're not playful. They sting and f**k him the pain just adds to the mindblowing orgasms I've just had. "Who let you out of the f*****g house like this, Belladonna?"

"Lucien," I squeak when he grips my hair and lifts me just enough that I can look at him. "He ripped my romper," his pretty brown eyes fade to black and his beautiful bronzed skin starts to turn blue. "I should have grabbed some shorts,"

"You're lucky I'm in a really good mood," he lets go of my hair and stands up as his devil takes over. He grabs my thighs and lifts me up.

My back is pressed against the wall. Okay, this doesn't count, does it? Accidental gangbang or train? After this, the only one left out would be Vic and I know that as soon as he sees us, he's not going to be happy. Ahsan just pushes my new set of panties aside and lowers me onto him gently. That's a first for him. I wrap my legs around him and push myself up a little so I have a better view of him. My eyes zero in on the two horns coming out of the front of his forehead. I grab them. He growls out in approval as he works us both.

"It's going to take a minute," I warn him. He growls not liking that. His tail knocks a bunch of things off his desk when he turns us around to set me down on top of it. He lifts my left leg up to put it over his shoulder.

"It's going to take as long as I want it to take," he growls.

I cover my mouth to keep myself from screaming when pushes all the way inside of me. He smacks my hand away and wraps his hands around my throat. He's right. I wasn't close but I can't help the way he makes me feel. Ahsan always makes me feel like I should be ashamed of all the weird s**t we do and like I'm the greatest thing to ever walk the face of the earth. I've never had to set boundaries with him because he set them and we both respect just how much we can stretch them between us. This thing between him and Rodrigo has been the only thing he's ever apologized for. The only reason it was obvious to me is because he didn't want to hide it but also didn't want to be the one to tell me.

"So responsive today," he growls. He leans in and blows on my hard n*****s. That's it. That's all he had to do to have me coming again. I push him away and when I try to stand up I almost fall face-first from the way my body is trembling.

"Holy s**t," I laugh.

"San," the door is open and Carson walks in to see Ahsan holding me up. "Are you hurt?" he immediately demands. He lifts me up and looks me over. "Oh," he laughs. "Really? I thought you said you were going to stay in the rest of the day,"

"Uh, it's been a ride actually," I laugh.

"I'm sure it has," he grins.

"Is there someone taking care of the clubhouse?"

"Yeah, Stacy named Charity the new manager. She's been running the place for Lucien," he nods.

"Perfect. Then we don't need to be here,"

"B-" Ahsan starts to protest but I take us home. More than one person is hard to manage so when we land back home Ahsan nearly falls down the steps that lead up to our room and Carson smacks right into the doors.

"f*****g warning, Belladonna," Carson growls. I laugh and let him open the doors.

"I almost ate s**t," Ahsan says as he closes the doors.

"What just happened?" Lucien asks.

"B.B. s**t whipped Carson into the doors," he laughs.

"f**k you," Carson shoves him. They all surround me. Victor comes over to me and covers my eyes with a bandana.

"Okay, I'm scared," I admit. They all laugh. Someone lifts me up and I'm moved. "I hate when you guys do this. I never know if I'm going to live or die,"

"You haven't died yet," Lucien is the one carrying me.

"Before we start, we have one last thing," Carson says. I scream when Lucien tosses me in the air. I'm falling for a second before the devil asshole suspends me up in mid-air. "We've all had our fair share of B.B. and we've all welcomed this creepy f**k when we've had our way with her,"

"You assholes," I shake my head.

"She's all yours, Vic," he lowers me onto the coffee table. I try to pop away but the f*****g asshole has a hold on me. "Now, now, B.B. You wouldn't want Vic to feel left out,"

"Take the blindfold off," I say relaxing on the cold surface.

"No," I jump when Vic whispers in my ear. "The blindfold stays on,"

"f**k," I groan.

He moves around. My shirt comes off and then my panties. I take a deep breath and give in. f**k it. I didn't mean for this to happen but it has and it still is happening.

"Sit her up," Vic demands. My upper body is raised off the table. I can feel Vic's warmth next to me. "You're going to show off for us a little, Amor," he whispers in my ear. I scream when something cold drips onto my chest. By the smell of it, I know exactly what it is. "I'll even play some music for you,"

"You guys are the f*****g worst," I growl.

No one says a word as Chokehold by Sleep Token starts to play. If they want a f*****g show, I'll give them one. I let my head fall back and reach for the oil on my chest with both hands. I start at my neck massaging myself slowly and work my way down to my breasts. Lucien is the first to break their silence. When I go lower Vic adds more oil to my hands. Carson raises me up a little higher and spreads my legs. The oil does its thing and like before my body tingles everywhere.

"That's it," Vic whispers. "Open up, show them,"

Victor and I have done this dozens of times when we're alone. He's all about the display. The willingness to push past all of my insecurities. I don't have any more where my body is concerned because he's licked and kissed every part of me as if he were trying to imprint it all in his mind. As if he were memorizing every inch of my skin so he can replicate it on a canvas. I start slow and am met with six growls of approval.

"You can take that dive this time," Vic is so close I can feel his minty breath brush against my lips. He buries his hand in my hair and lifts me up a little higher. "Don't stop,"

He presses his lips to mine as I work myself at an even pace. My feet are no longer on the table. I am fully suspended in the air. My entire body is on display for them. None of that matters, right now. Not even Vic's mouth on mine. Remy is standing in the darkness. Her likeliness for me is stripped away and all there is left is the reaper in the black silk robe. She glides closer to me and places one hand on my belly. My breathing hitches with fear as she presses down on my belly button. From under her robe, different kinds of snakes slither onto my bare skin. I cry out when they surround me. I want to badly push them away but I can't stop.

The tingling sensation from the oil combined with the sound of the music and hallucinations that come with me giving in to the urges of my familiars. The dive is an ability Vic and I discovered by accident. When I do this to myself, my essence reaches out. To him and with the others here, to them. It's a lot like when we do group therapy but instead of taking, I'm giving. Healing, empowering, connecting.

Remy holds me still as I wind the seven of us up. Carson has held me up like this more than once. It's one of his favorite things to do and it feels like I'm being lifted higher and higher the closer I get to finishing. She growls and the vibration finally gets me there. The snakes and the reaper disappear and I'm falling. I scream from the force of my orgasm.

"Come back," Vic is holding me in his arms when my senses start coming around. When I lean against him I realize that he's inside of me. The two of us panting while he strokes his fingers down my spine.

"Victor," I groan when my arm starts to burn. I stumble away from him despite how wobbly I feel. I rip the bandana off. "It's burning me,"

"s**t," he picks me up.

"Start the waterfall," Carson growls.

It feels like someone is pressing heated metal on my right arm. I cry out as my vision starts to darken around the edges. The water does nothing to help soothe it. The sound of screaming echoes in my head as I try to keep myself from passing out. I can't take it. I growl and scratch at the pain. Not even my claws digging into my skin changes the pain.

"Carson!" I cry out. "Lucien! Help!"

I can't hear anything but the ringing caused by the screaming in my head. The smell of blood permeates the air around me and I let it have me. I let the pain overwhelm me. The back of my head smacks against the tile. The last thing I see is a white shadow surrounded by red moving toward me. If we survive this. No more group sessions like this one. Not even accidental ones.