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Joy
Christmas is a season for giving,and boy, do my demons give a lot. They don’t even give me a chance to get nervous because they all surround me up on the counter, five sets of eyes burning with a need that melts my core.
Gus nips at my neck before licking a red-hot stripe up the side that leaves my pulse pounding. He moves to the side of my countertop, freeing up the space between my legs, before lowering his lips again to my pulse. Bryn starts to do the same on my other side, though his technique is much more languid than Gus’s. His tongue traces swirls along my neck, which contrast with the little teeth tracks Gus starts to make.
It feels dark and delicious, decadent as a black and white cookie. Between the sensations rolling through my body and my anticipation about what is going to come next, I feel like I’m teetering, walking along the edge of a cliff. It’s an addictive sensation.
Someone yanks down the top of my dress, ripping it, but I don’t care. I’m eager, excited, when two hands scoop my breasts out of the cups of my bra. A thumb starts to brush over my right nipple, and it tightens, shooting sparks right down my center.
“Fucking hell,” I mumble.
“Damn straight,” Dem responds. “You think anything from Heaven could feel this good?”
I chuckle, but only for a moment because something rubs along the inside of my calf, and I’m not sure what it is. It heats up all the nerves along my leg, making them crackle with excitement. I lean up a tiny bit so that I can look down, and I realize that Cal is playing with my breasts while Dem has knelt between my legs and is rubbing his horns on me. His horns are a purple shade so deep, they almost look black. His horns curve out to the side, and then up near the tips, so they look like a bull’s horns. But instead of being hard, they’re covered with the softest little baby-duck fuzz, so that it feels like a velvet covered dildo is sliding along my skin. And his horns are hot. So damn warm that I can feel the heat from them on my pussy.
If he’s not careful, my Christmas tree is gonna catch on fire.
My eyes light on Nico, who’s standing in front of an open cabinet and drizzling some olive oil onto his finger. The huge Scottish demon catches me watching him and sets down the bottle before he lewdly spreads the oil up and down his own finger.
I almost lift my hips towards him to beg him to put that finger on me, until he says, “You get to choose where this finger goes, lass, but choose wisely. Once it’s there, it’s not leaving until I decide it is.”
That makes me gulp. I was going to have him touch my clit, but the others already have me so close…and I’ll get so sensitive after. Should I ask him to put it in my ass instead? There are five of them. Indecision makes me silent.
Nico’s eyes dance with wicked glee as he waits patiently. But there is nothing patient about my other mates. Cal’s head dips and he sucks my nipple into his mouth, his tongue toying with me. When his teeth nip at me, a tiny zap of pleasure shoots towards my clit, but isn’t enough to spark it into a full orgasm, I shout, “Clit!” without any ability to consider the consequence of my actions.
The second Nico’s hot, oiled finger slides back my hood and touches my sensitive bundle of nerves, I nearly cry in bliss. Warm tingles start to overwhelm me, and when Gus leans over to capture my lips with his, I pour all of my moans into his mouth. His lip ring is cold against my chin as his lips move over mine. A hand, I assume it’s his, fists my hair and tugs it hard. That sharp pull contrasts against all the gentle sucking and licking that’s going on elsewhere.
That oiled finger circles, and Cal’s teeth nip at my nipple again.
The first orgasm clouds my mind like frost on a windowpane.
If I had any lingering doubts that these men were right for me, that orgasm erases it. They work my body like they’re members of an orchestra and I’m the strings they’re plucking. Fuck.
Gus chuckles when he feels me start to shake, then he plunges his tongue into my mouth, deepening our kiss and intensifying everything. Bryn sucks hard at my neck, and all five of them work to draw the pleasurable sensations out as long as they possibly can.
When my tense muscles finally relax, I’m not given a second of reprieve.
“I want to taste our cookie first,” Dem announces.
“No fair. You were already down there, and I might fall asleep if I have to wait,” Bryn argues. “I should get to lick her.” Gus breaks off our kiss when Bryn stands, jostling me a bit as his mouth leaves my neck. The sloth demon stomps around the side of my little kitchen island and shoves Dem. The two of them get into a wrestling match over tongue-fucking me.
Part of me loves that brutish battle for dominance and wants to sit up and watch, but the other three won’t let me. Before I know it, Cal’s climbing up onto the countertop, his naked form a sight to behold. I didn’t realize he had such a defined six-pack. He straddles my chest, and my eyes move from his stomach down to the huge cock that juts towards my face. His dick is maybe six inches long, but it makes up in girth what it lacks in length. I lift my hand to touch his dick, wondering if I can even get my fingers closed around it. The answer is barely.
Cal shoves up his glasses and then meets my eyes, a domineering look crossing his features. “Shove your tits together, Joy.”
There is something so hot about a guy who wants to use every part of me. I shove my hand on either side of my breasts and press them together. They aren’t huge, and there’s no way his massive dick will…
His dick prods at the entrance to my mouth. “Lube me up,” he orders. My mouth slides open, but my eyes search for Gus, wondering if he’s mad that Cal’s basically taking me over.
But Gus is watching us, his eyes dark as his hand slides steadily up and down his dick. His piercing glints in the light, and once again, I find myself wondering what it will feel like when he finally fucks me.
When.
Definitely when.
I start taking as much of Cal’s thick dick in my mouth as I can while Nico slides his fingers around my over sensitized clit, making me twist my hips to try to get away. “Oh no, lass, I warned you. I’m not leaving this spot until I’ve seen you come at least five times.”
