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“Where are he and Ares anyway?” I hadn’t seen them since I got home, not that I particularly searched for them.
Desmond closed his eyes, feeling out the other two with his magic. I felt a sudden shot of lust come from him. “They’re in the kitchen, but they’re not eating food.” He got up and snuck his way through the living room and dining room, standing at the west entrance of the kitchen.
As I followed him, masculine groaning became louder. I wasn’t surprised by what we stumbled upon. Ares and Mal were naked, covered in splatters of blood. Mal had smeared, bloody handprints all over his chest and shoulders. He was kneeling in front of Ares, his mouth full of Ares’ cock. Mal bobbed his head up and down from tip to base until Ares held it still. He face-fucked Mal, slamming into him as he fisted his hands in Mal’s silky blond hair. The overpowering lust they gave off overloaded my senses and made me lust-drunk.
“Mal, watching you cut that lowlife’s tongue out was fucking hot,” Ares’ sultry, low voice slithered around the room, his Greek accent thicker than usual. “My dick almost ripped my sweatpants when you shoved it down his throat.”
Ares drove his hips forward, until they were flush to Mal’s face. Drool cascaded down Mal’s chin as he gagged. Desmond stood behind me, weaving an arm around my waist and pulling me against him.
Feel that lust, Bash?He kissed my jaw and ran his teeth down the column of my neck, sinking them in at the bend of my shoulder.
My length hardened to the point of pain. Lust was thick in the air, and I consumed every last drop, feeling my power rise. I was high as fuck, in overload, and only one thing was going to bring me back to base.
I reached back to massage Desmond’s thick cock through his pants.Can I make you feel good?I took his gruff groan as a yes. So did Ares and Malcolm. They both snapped their heads our way and smiled.
Either join in or get out, no spectators tonight,Ares pushed through the mind link.
I’m always down for group activities,I replied.
Desmond led me into the kitchen with his hand on the back of my neck. He pushed me to stand behind Malcolm and waved his hand, conjuring lube. We kept a good stockpile in the house, because this kind of debauchery was too common when you lived with another demon, a god, and a hellbound.
You love to talk a big game and torture people to the brink of death, but at the end of the day you’re always gonna take my cock, right Mal?You’re my needy little cum dumpster. If you’re lucky, I’ll let you swallow instead of blowing on your face.Ares ran his fingers through Mal’s blond locks, smiling wickedly at the man kneeling before him.
Listening to Ares’ dirty talk was ramping me up. The ferocity he brought to life made him a ruthless beast in the sack, and eventually I’d want my time with him. Desmond sat in a kitchen chair that was perfectly situated to direct everything that would go down. I couldn’t wait to get balls deep in my best friends and feed off their sexual energy. Other times I preferred to sit back, like Desmond, and watch as everyone drowned in pleasure, their faces slackening and their hearts beating out of their chests from the adrenaline.
Times like this were even more fun when we had a woman between us all. Visualizing Diana with the four of us almost made me combust before the fun began. The possessive anger that simmered inside me while I imagined sharing her with Ares or Desmond was equal to the lust I felt imagining how it would play out. We’d ruin her–pound her pussy until it was swollen and dripping with cum. The thought of us filling all of her holes and causing such sexual euphoria had me unzipping my pants and palming my dick, coating myself in my own precum so I could langourously jack myself off. I was in no rush.
“You know, Malcolm, you’re a moody asshole. Your foul attitude, smug face, and sulking drive me insane,” Desmond said. “I think Bash needs to teach you a lesson, since you’ve directed most of that attitude toward him recently.”
Mal popped off Ares’ dick, but only to mouth off like a little shit. “If you’re both so bothered by it, fucking do something about it.” He wanted to egg us on? Stupid prick; he would regret that.
Ares shoved his cock back down Mal’s throat so hard he choked. It was a beautiful sound and sent another wave of lust through me.
“Yeah, we should do something about it. Maybe I should have Bash teach you a lesson with dry fingers?” Desmond threatened. He may have been our smart, charismatic leader, but make no mistake, he was a psychotic mother fucker that I wouldneverfuck with. I’ve seen him kill without remorse and bring down powerful, untouchable people with carefully orchestrated plans. There was no way to be that ruthless and maintain mental stability. “Really show you the meaning ofripping someone a new asshole.”
Desmond made a show of looking at the bottle of lube in his hands, wondering if he was going to let me use it on Mal’s poor little hole or not. I wanted to see the look on Mal’s face, so I walked around to stand near his head. He always broadcasted his facial expressions so clearly, and I found it entertaining. His light blue eyes widened, peering up at me in concern.What happened to his cavalier attitude from earlier?I raised an eyebrow at him and shook my head, gesturing to him that I was unsure of his fate.
“Desmond, be reasonable, you can’t just expect me to shove this thing up someone’s arse without preparing them properly,” I said, as I took off my clothes and shoes. “I don’t want to rearrange his intestines that way.”
“Hmmm, but maybe an intestine scramble is what he needs to improve his attitude. If he can promise to improve his behavior, I guess I could oblige…” Desmond mused.
I’ll try to be better, please use the lube!Mal linked us all. His mouth was full, so he couldn’t give us the satisfaction of begging aloud.
Desmond moved to stand behind him. He coated his index and middle fingers, working himself into Mal’s hole slowly at first, then started to pump them in and out. Spreading them apart, he stretched Mal out for me.How considerate.It’s the least he could do before I shoved my dick into Mal to teach him some manners. I loved Mal since the day he joined our crew, but his general attitude recently and feelings about Diana pissed me off. I needed to fuck it out of my system.
“Sebastian, could you do the honors?” Des asked in a fake British accent as he bowed, gesturing with a flourish of his hand toward Mal.
“I reckon I can,” I replied. I got on my knees behind him, lining my cockhead up to his hole. His heat enveloped me as I pushed through his tight ring of muscle. Despite Desmond’s workover, it was still a snug fit. Ares snickered, presumably at the wince on Mal’s face. He stretched around my length with every shallow thrust I made.
The burn feels so good, Mal moaned through the link.
You haven’t felt anything yet. Good thing you’re such a greedy little cumslut, I replied.
I spit on my fingers, rubbing them over my knot. “I still feel like you need a lesson. You’ve been downright nasty this past week. I sucked your dick twice, and you’ve still been a ripe cunt to me,” I lamented as I started to pick up my pace. I fucked into him with a reckless abandon. All the lust I had consumed tonight made me feel like I was invincible.
Desmond stood next to Mal’s face, collaring him by the throat, his massive hand squeezing Mal’s windpipe. Mal choked on Ares’ dick again, and Ares let out a deep groan. He probably felt like his dick was trapped in a vise.
“Give him the knot, Bash.Act naughty, get knotted,” Desmond decreed. Ares’ thrusts into Mal’s mouth slowed down, but they were still powerful, hitting the back of his throat despite Desmond’s tight grip. “Ah, ah, ah Mal, don’t give me those puppy eyes. You need a reminder of how to treat your crew.”
