Page 87 of Vengeful Gods


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My reply is only the faintest whimper.

He slams his mouth over my own, and that has me done for. Thorne is kissing me, and my soul decides to vacate my body.

This man tastes like the sweetest kind of torture because now I know what his lips feel like, plush and firm and demanding; there’s no avoiding the knowledge that I’m going to want this again and again.

Thorne groans into my mouth, and as his tongue invades, his cock pushes deep inside.

My back slams up against the window, and he starts thrusting into me with the weeks and weeks’ worth of pent-up tension that has been building between us.

All I can do is cling to him as my breasts bounce and drag against his shirt, and my pussy spasms around his cock. The drag of him against my inner walls is unreal, filling me so goddamn perfectly, and leaving me lost to anything but the sensation of him.

He consumes every part of me. Nibbling and licking at my lips, his powerful body stroking me with each determined shove forward of his cock. The pleasure is addicting as I’m stretched around his length, and Thorne hits a spot that feels so fucking intense and soul-destroying.

“Fuck, you feel like you were made for this.” He says in my ear, before burying his face in my neck.

My fingers tangle in the short hair at his nape as I mumble a response.

I don’t know how long we’re lost in that moment, when all I can feel and taste and think about is him, but all too soon, the cool glass leaves my spine as I’m lifted off the window. Part of me wants to protest, while part of me can hardly catch my breath. Thorne carries me across the room with his cock still buried deep inside me. Between the orgasms he wrung out of me in the backseat of the car, to how well he’s filling me, I’m not sure if I’ll make it through tonight.

RIP my pussy if all three of these men intend on fucking me like that.

As we reach the enormous couch, I catch sight of the other two, who are completely naked, and my mouth goes dry at the sight of them. They’re both half-lying, sprawled out side by side, and are in a prime position to watch us fuck up against the window. Ky is tucked under the crook of Raven’s arm and he’s leisurely pumping both of their dicks. Two sets of darkened eyes rake over my nakedness as I cling to Thorne.

“Holy shit, you look good together.” Ky croons as he comes toward me, brushing my hair to the side before dropping a hot kiss on my neck. “I’ll watch that show any day.”

Thorne’s cock pulses inside me.

“I’m not done with her yet.” He growls at Ky, who chuckles, then licks my ear.

“Don’t worry, Daddy. You can still have your turn.”

My eyes find my wolf, who sits with one arm thrown over the back of the couch and a knee raised. Exactly like I hoped, his entire chest is tattooed to match the ink crawling up his neck and down his arms. He’s a fucking masterpiece, and I’m a little awestruck, staring open-mouthed at his naked form.

Could he be convinced to roam around in nothing but sweats all day like my Viking does?

Ky pinches my ass, making me gasp against the man carrying me—whose thick length is still deep inside my pussy. “Stare all you like, baby girl. Just watch out when the wolf finally catches you.”

If I didn’t know better, a ghost of a smile tugs at the corner of Raven’s lips.

Thorne turns us both and sets one knee on the edge of the giant L-shaped corner of the couch, setting me on my back against the cushions as he pulls out. When he straightens up, I’m treated to another sight of his dick, and if a girl could die from voyeuristic pleasure, I’d surely be six feet under right now.

“You assholes have had your chance to fuck her already; that pussy is all mine tonight.” He unbuttons his shirt while glaring at the other two.

Ky is already looming over me with glittering eyes. “God, you look good getting railed, baby girl.” He drops his mouth to cover my breast, and my spine bows up as he sucks down. I thread my fingers into his hair, holding him in place as he flicks his tongue and plays with the sensitive bud before shifting to the other side. Grazing his teeth over the hardened points, he takes one and bites down gently.

My blood turns to fire, and I cry out with a loud moan.

“Dirty girl. You like when I play with these gorgeous tits, don’t you?”

“God. Yes.”

He sucks the other into his mouth and then does the same thing. I’m flying high on the mix of pain and pleasure running red hot through every cell.

Beside me, Thorne slides into the corner up against the cushions; his palm runs over my other breast, and he pinches hard while Ky nips at my flesh. Ungodly noises burst out of me as both men torture my nipples.

My eyes are glazed with lust and desire as I stare up at Thorne, waiting for his next command. Because I know there’s one coming. He’s running this entire show tonight, and the other two seem content to let him assume that role.

“Has anyone fucked your sweet little ass before, Foxglove?”

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