Page 182 of Fall Before Her Throne

“I’m sorry!”

Ciel appeared beside my head. He fisted his hard cock in his hand. “Open your mouth, ángel.”

I licked my lips and opened it obediently. Wynn moved my head to tilt it backward so Ciel had full access. He thrust into my mouth.

“Safe word?” he rasped, thumb brushing over my cheek.

I shook my head the best I could with his cock halfway down my throat. “More,” I mumbled.

His smile was beautiful, and the pulses of his hips were punishing. I gagged when the tip hit the back of my throat, but he didn’t stop. Cas returned the vibrator to my clit, and I cried out in pleasure. I was going to fucking explode. I couldn’t take much more of this. A tear dripped down my cheek. I was so close. When Ciel came with a groan, I swallowed it all down, and I was just about to come when Cas pulled away the vibrator again.

My eyes squeezed shut, and another tear dripped down my cheek. Ciel pulled out of my mouth before he leaned down to kiss me. His breath tickled my ear. “I’ll always help you disobey if this is what it gets me.”

My eyes narrowed. “Traitor.”

He chuckled and kissed me deeply while he played with the nipple clamps. Please, please, please. Those were the only words that existed in my head.

Obi’s palms moved up both of my legs so that he could push them wide. He dragged his zipper down.

“Are you going to listen to your men now?” Obi murmured in my ear. He swept his cock around my entrance, just barely pressing inside before pulling out and denying me even more.

“Yes,” I whimpered.

“I don’t believe you.” His fingers gripped my chin. “Open your eyes.”

They flew open.

“Be an obedient girl and beg for my cock.”

“Please, Obi,” I whined. I needed it. Needed it. “Please give me your cock.”

He thrust inside me to the hilt, and a scream choked my throat. I was right there. Right fucking there.

He pulled out.

I groaned in frustration.

He pushed inside me again. I folded my legs behind his back so he couldn’t pull out again. He chuckled while his thumb pressed against my clit. I moaned.

“I’ll be good, I promise. I’ll listen. I’ll obey. Please move, Obi. Please.”

He pinched my clit, and I cried out again. “Please, what, ifunanya’m?”

“Please let me come.” More tears trailed down my cheeks as he thrust into me, paused, and then slowly dragged out to his tip. Over and over. “I need to come.”

He drew a finger all the way down my chest, over the soft ribbon still rubbing against my skin, pausing only to lightly pull on the chain before he reached my stomach. His palm spread wide over me. “Look at what you’ve done.”

My head tilted to the side, only to find Ryu kissing Cas with his hands down Cas’s pants. Cas groaned, resting his head on Ryu’s shoulder while he cursed. My pussy fluttered again, clamping down on Obi’s cock.

“Shit,” I hissed.

“You like watching, don’t you, ángel?” Ciel said from my other side. Wynn was on top of him, kissing down his neck. I stared, eyes wide, while Wynn’s hands explored Ciel’s chest. “Answer me.”

“Yes,” I whispered. “Fuck.”

Obi drew his hips forward so slowly I knew it had to be torture to both of us. There was no way he wasn’t suffering as badly as I was. “Obi, you know you want to feel me. You know you love it when I come on your cock.”

His eyes burned into mine. “I do.”