Page 230 of The Bonds of Indigo

Alright—not entirely.

I look down to see Kayn with his mouth on my sensitive bundle, and as my groans turn to moans, Lucifer pushes all the way forward. His hips press tight to my ass while both his cocks fill my center. My chest tightens, my stomach feels full, and my whole body tingles. It’s overwhelming in the best way.

“Amarah… fuck, you feel incredible,” he groans against my ear. His bicep flexes beneath my head as he shifts, sliding one hand down to my breast while the other curves around my jaw to turn my face toward him. “It’s like your cunt was made for my cocks. I fit so perfectly.”

He pulls his hips back and starts moving—slow at first, then harder to get deeper. His mouth claims mine, and I’m drowning in bliss. I part my lips for him, letting him take full control.

“Fucking Beyond, Kayn,” he groans against my mouth.

“What?” Kayn sounds wrecked, and there’s a haze in the room—shadows, pleasure—all blurring my vision. “I knew tasting her on you would be my undoing.”

Lucifer drags his lips to my ear, his breath hot and unsteady. “You’re doing so good for us.”

The sound of our skin slapping together is drowned out entirely by his moans.

“K-Kayn… Lucifer…” It’s all I can manage to say.

I bite hard on my bottom lip as Kayn sucks on my clit, and I fall straight over the edge into another crazed orgasm. I’m shaking, the bed’s shaking. Everything is shaking.

“Ah, that’s it. You hear that?” Blood rushes to my ears as fireworks burst behind my eyes. All I can hear is my heart thrashing in my chest, the pulsing in my veins, and my own cries of pleasure. “Soaking my cocks like a good girl.”

Luce pulls me with him as he rolls onto his back. My legs guided to straddle his hips as Kayn grabs me by the neck and lifts me upright.

I immediately try to lean forward, because holy fuck, when I fully sink onto Lucifer’s cocks I stretch even more—but I’m not allowed to move. Strong hands hold me exactly where they want me.

My head falls back as the muscles in my thighs twitch.

Kayn takes my chin gently, drawing my gaze to his as he hooks his thumb between my parted lips. “You blissed out during sex, will be burned into my mind forever. This… you… is fucking beauty defined.”

I’m not sure how it’s possible to fall harder for this man, but I do.

“Now” —he smirks— “wet my cock for me, little slayer. Let me see those lips make a mess.”

Honestly, I’d do anything for him. This? I’d do without a second thought.

I lean forward as Lucifer’s grip on my hips tightens and he begins thrusting up into me. My moan is impossible to stifle, because at this angle, his cocks shift inside me and it’s devastating.

Kayn’s hard cock lifts with a pulse, and I wrap my hand around it before spitting on it. I stroke down his length and hear a thunderous groan leave him. I suck the head into my mouth, flicking my tongue against the bar piercing across the tip. He doesn’t push further in, because I’m doing exactly what he asked. I’m lathering his cock, and before long saliva drips from my lips, mixed with his precum.

“Such a good girl for me, Amarah. Aren’t you?”

I nod and lean back. Lucifer’s knees lift as Kayn presses his front to mine. “I’ll have your ass one day.” I’m lifted slightly, but not off Lucifer. We rise together, and when I look down, I see why.

Kayn has his cock in his fist, rubbing the tip against my extremely sensitive clit. Every stroke has me ready to punch him, but equally ready to beg him not to stop. I’m conflicted when he pulls away and drags himself downward.

“You going to watch me fuck our little deviant, Amarah?”

My cheeks burn, embarrassment flickering through me, but I can’t look away.

The tip of his length presses against Lucifer’s ass, and I feel the reaction in the Incubus immediately. His cocks throb inside me, and his grip on my hips tightens to a nearly painful point.

“Mmm, fuck, Kayn.”

I clench around Lucifer as I watch Kayn’s cock slowly disappear into him. He pulls back slightly, only to push in again and bottom out.

Kayn leans in and presses his lips to mine. I can’t lift myself well in this position, so he places his hands over Lucifer’s, gripping my hips, and starts lifting me up and down. At this angle, I feel every single inch of Lucifer inside me—the thick, defined heads brushing my walls and massaging my insides in perfect rhythm.

I lean forward and rest against Kayn’s chest, feeling the movement of both my men.