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“A-Bomb, fuuuck,” he groaned. He leaned back, thrusting up into my mouth. I pushed his hips down before he got any ideas. He wouldn’t be face-fucking me, because I was in charge here. He was going to learn to fucking share and see things my way.

I took him deeper into my mouth, running my tongue on the underside of his dick and swirling it around his tip. I knew he liked it like that. Then I took him all the way to the base again to deep throat him.

“Oh Lucifer, just like that,” he moaned. “Fuck, are you gonna swallow my load?”

I popped off him. “Hmmm, I was going to turn you over like the little slut you are and eat your ass, then fuck your greedy little hole. But only friends who share get theAres-care. So yeah, sucks for you, Bash-a-Smash.”

He pouted, and I mouthed his dick again. I gave him deep, tortuously slow sucks, trying my best to prolong his agony. I brought him to the edge over and over again–so close to coming–yet unable to release. He felt every slide of my lips on his length. I was determined to suck a yes out of him.

I’ll share. Please, Ares.

You promise?I wasn’t going to finish him off until I got his word.You promise you won’t keep me away from her, or you?

Yes, I promise! Now go fucking savage on my hole you fucking manipulative prick.Well, since he asked so nicely, I could oblige.

I removed my sweatpants before I flipped him over so he knelt on the arm chair, with his hands on the back of the headrest. Bash and I weren’t small men, both towering around six and a half feet. But whereas he had a more slender muscular build, I had bulk. I loved his compact, defined muscles, especially his firm peach of an ass.

Kneeling behind him, I spanked his right ass cheek, putting a little superhumanoomphinto it, and listened to the hiss that escaped his mouth. Fucking music to my ears. If he wanted to be a difficult prick, I would punish him like one. I spanked him again three times in succession, in the same spot as before. The angry red handprint left behind and the sounds of his rough exhales unleashed the feral part of myself I tried to chain away. The next several spanks were divided among his asscheeks and upper thighs. By the time I was done, he was covered in red, splotchy handprints. He’d experience the pain when he sat down tomorrow and remember why it was important to share. Spreading his cheeks, I admired his perfect, puckered hole. I couldn’t wait to destroy it with my dick, but first I wanted to torture it with my tongue.You can’t just go in on a main course without eating the appetizer first.I swiped my tongue across his tight ring as he inhaled a sharp breath.

Each time I licked or prodded my tongue into his hole he got a little more desperate for my cock, moaning and pushing his ass in my face. I ate him like he was a Las Vegas buffet. Unlimited helpings. I wanted to gorge on seconds and thirds until I made him splatter all over his precious armchair. Using my fire magic, I warmed my tongue, spearing it deep into his tight trap until I felt him melt into me.

“Imagine how hot it would be for me to eat you while you eat her out until she comes. You’d slurp all that sweet pussy juice like the thirsty whore I know you are.” I could hear him palming his own dick and dug my fingernails into his spread cheeks to bring him back to base. “Stop touching yourself. I’m gonna fuck the cum out of you, then make you lick it up, since you insisted on acting like garbage today.”

I increased the heat more to relax him for me. I wanted him to take me easily, so I could see his hole swallow my dick. The way it stretched around me while I slid into him was always a pleasure. I ate him until he was squirming in the seat, flexing his hole on my tongue. When I removed my face to survey my handiwork, I saw an angry, red beard rash. I was leaving my own mark on Bash.

I didn’t want him to come yet, not this way. “Wait here like a good boy. If you move, I’ll take you down to the basement and finish you off the painful way.” The thought of him strapped to Mal’s torture table, with a whole host of implements sticking out of him was something I’d revisit another time.

I left the room to get lube from the medicine cabinet in his bathroom. I would never go in dry. We only threatened that with Malcolm because he was such a fucking rude little shit. Obviously, we needed to follow through on it next time, given the lack of change in his behavior. Bashy Boy was right where I left him when I got back.

“I’m not going to fuck you over the back of a chair. I want to see your face while I own that ass.” I firmly grasped the back of his neck, pulling him up to lead him into his bedroom.

I threw Bash down on the bed on his back and pounced, pressing my weight on top of him until my cock dug into his stomach. He tried to kiss me, but I took over, staking my claim so he knew what this was. I didn’t let him come up for air until his lips were red and puffy. Then I bit his bottom lip hard, drawing blood that I wiped away with my tongue.

“Mmm, Aresfuckme,” he pleaded.

I slicked my dick with lube, not bothering with fingers. When Bash bottomed for me, he liked to feel the burning sensation of his ass trying to stretch around my width. He held his legs back into his stomach and I lined my cockhead up. The first thrust made him shout in pain as I slid in as far as I could. The next thrust was deeper, but gentler. Slowly I worked myself in, adding more lube until my balls were against him. I started pounding into him in long, forceful movements.

“Who does Diana belong to?” I asked him.

“Me,” he gritted out, trying his hardest not to moan.

“Oh yeah? Don’t be a pain inmyass.”Seriously, he was trying to keep my girl from me and steal my job?I pushed his legs further back and angled myself so I could hammer into his prostate. “Because right now–” I wrapped my hand around his throat, “–I’m owning you. Which means I own her, too.”

I squeezed harder, until his eyes glazed over and his mouth slackened. Hehadto share her with me. I wanted her too fucking much.

You need to have her. If he won’t share, kill him. Take her for yourself.That little voice inside my head was an evil son of a bitch, but he had a point. Maybe I would, but I didn’twantto… Unless he kept my Little Goddess away from me.

I ghosted my lips over his, so they were barely touching, drowning in the depths of his pitch black eyes. Bash had always been the most handsome of the four of us, and his eyes were my favorite thing about him. When he was mid shift, they were ominous and unsettling, just like me. As his hole tightened around me, I knew I only had so much time left.

“I’m dead serious, Bash, I need her as badly as I need you and the guys. I’m never giving up. We can either agree like men, or I can take her from you.” He saw the determination on my face. With every thrust, his resolve weakened, until he finally gave up.

“Okay!” he screamed before ropes of his white, sticky cum hit our stomachs. I slammed into him a few more times, then came inside him, swiveling my hips so my jizz got into every nook and cranny.

I collapsed half on top of him and half on the bed, panting. He pushed me onto my back, laying across my chest as he kissed my neck. We laid there for several minutes, until Bash could center himself again and the pheremones in the air died down.

“Lick it off,” I ordered, gesturing to the white, milky strands on my six pack.

He licked it off, pouting like a child who had just gotten the business from his parents.He’s lucky he didn’t have my parents–they were fucking insane.His whole demeanor changed, because he knew he’d lost. An understanding passed between us. I knew he didn’t want to share and was caught in a hard place. He wasn’t one hundred percent on board with this, but tough shit. She was just as much mine as she was his. He was just as much mine as I was his. Soon enough, he would come to love the arrangement. He would realize how happy we’d both make her–and each other– then thank me.

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