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Grabbing the front of his shirt, Zade strips it off and climbs through the window as if he’s caught by his dick on a line that Andre reels to us. Plopping down, Andre sits with me on his lap, purposefully grabbing my knees and giving Zade one helluva show. Dante and Kase are going to beg for a replay later once they hear about this. I can’t even speak as he bounces my body onto his, now sitting on his tail so it can still reach my ass.

“Show her your cock. She needs to cum at least once more. My body won’t release her otherwise.” Damn it, does Andre’s command drive me wild.

I bite my lip and watch as Zade remains silent but does what he asks and finishes undressing. My hands stretch out without my consent, and I wiggle my fingers, trying to bait the blushing angel to come closer. His abs ripple, his eyes wandering from my body taking a devil’s pounding to my face where he might mistake my look of pleasure for pain until he truly understands me.

“Do not deny her after everything Heaven put her through. You know that we’ve lost and if this makes her forget that you belong to a legion of righteous bastards, then you’ll do whatever it is she wants...or leave.” Once again, Andre growls the words and sends tingles bursting through me.

Zade steps closer, his chest heaving. Licking his lips, he stands beside us and brings his hand up like it’s now him who has lost the ability to control his need to touch me. “Tell me what to do to help her. I’m unsure of how to proceed.”

“She likes it rough. A bit more pressure on the side of her clit. Back and forth in a fast, consistent motion. It makes her cum the quickest. If you prefer to draw it out, use three fingers and rub her up and down and softer.” Andre drags his hand across my hip and between my legs, my body stretched and giving a clear view without even having to spread my lips. “Like this.”

Oh, fuck.

I jerk back in his arms and nearly knock him onto his back, the sensation zapping me with immense pleasure and on the verge of exploding. It’s intense enough to knock my questions from my mind, because I really want to fucking know how he is already familiar enough with what I enjoy. Maybe Kase or Dante told him.

The second Zade summons his bravery, he does what Andre instructs, and I scream and arch again, scaring the fuck out of Zade. Andre roars a laugh and snatches his arm, tugging him back to us.

“You don’t fucking stop when that’s her reaction. We don’t deny orgasms in this room.” Andre bounces me harder and faster, his cock pulsing and stretching me, still unable to pull out more than an inch or two.

Zade takes a breath, closes his eyes, and rubs my clit again, nearly lighting up the room with his glow. I reach out for him and stroke my wet hand across his cock, setting him off. He gasps and grunts in surprise, shocked by the pleasure I arouse in him that he doesn’t even know what to do as he explodes with an orgasm right onto my clit.

The shock of his heavenly load burst bliss through me as if he went and sent my damn vagina to Heaven for a second, and once again, I squirt. And not just a little bit. I soak Zade right back, the clear liquid glistening off his sexy body.

Both our orgasms ignite the power Andre needs, and my whole body quakes with his cumming. The pressure eases between my legs, and he manages to slide out, his massive cock, dripping as bad as I am.

“Whoa,” Zade whispers under his breath, still clutching his cock. He unveils his white wings and ruffles his feathers like he needs to assure himself his wings are still there.

“Ready to join us?” Andre asks, scooping me up and taking me to the small bathroom.

I can’t think or speak or do anything in the moment except replay the pleasure he gave me over and over again. Zade stands in the doorway, watching in silence as Andre takes his time wiping me off and cleaning me off. He must’ve had some lessons in how to handle me after such a pounding from Dante, because I love how attentive he is.

He even stops to hug and kiss me and whisper his love and appreciation in my ear as Zade tries to pull himself from the lust still hanging in the air. Starting the tub, Andre throws some scented powder in, ignoring Zade as he finishes up.

Should I be embarrassed that I’m sitting on the damn toilet in front of a devil and angel after getting my thoughts fucked out of me? Maybe. But I’m beyond caring. They’re beyond the scope of humanity and they know my body has different needs.

I quickly finish cleaning myself up and stand, wobbling on my feet. Andre comes to my side and lifts me back into his arms. Zade finally clears his throat, realizing that the only way any of us will say anything is if he speaks first. He was the one to creep around outside after all.

“Raven,” he finally says, whispering for my attention.

I force my gaze away from Andre and give Zade a long look as he stands all sticky and glistening completely naked, not bothering to hide himself.

“I just want to say that—”

Andre growls and lunges at him, grabbing him by the throat. My side hits Zade’s stomach as Andre doesn’t let me go “Your next words better not be an apology about Elias. That would be a slap in the face because you did nothing to stop it. You stood by and did nothing.”

“I had no choice. I couldn’t stand against Heaven, nor could I help you. I had to stand by and do nothing or risk my wings.” Zade tightens his jaw. “Please, I just wanted to come here and let you know that I had nothing to do with the attack. I did not agree with what Cassius allowed to happen.”

Anger hits me hard and fast, and it’s me who grabs him next, yanking his hair with my fingers. “You didn’t agree! You fucking didn’t agree! Yet you are still on Heaven’s side? Why? Tell me fucking why?”

His eyes glass over. “I—”

The room rumbles and quakes, cutting off his words. I whip my head toward the bedroom and listen as the familiar sound of the Hell portal opening up crackles through the air. I shove against Zade and wiggle, finding my strength to ignore the good ache in my body and hop from Andre’s arms. It’s Micah. He’s back. He swore to me he wouldn’t return until he found Elias’s soul, and it’s been the longest week of my existence.

“Raven,” Zade says, trying to grab me. “Wait, please.”

Andre growls and shoves him against the wall. “She has been fucking waiting.”

I yank away and switch between jogging and hobbling like I still have a damn tail up my ass, rushing as fast as I can to the hallway of our new townhouse. Zade is the only angel we allow within miles, and all demons are instructed to attack on sight. Before, I’d feel bad. But now? I plan to see them all crying and begging for mercy in Hell. I look forward to the day I can stand in front of them and deny them like they had me.

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