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He faded into the room and snickered as he took in the scene before him, crossing his arms over his chest. He walked past me, probably to stand next to Desmond.

“What’s going on here? I see you’ve found a cozy spot to rest your dick,” Azazel asked in a curious tone.

“Diana is getting a fair punishment for the time-hopping stunt. Your angel magic was only going to keep her out of trouble for so long,” Desmond replied.

“Yeah,” Zaz sighed. “I was hoping tonight would distract you all. Then Diana went full-on Laura Croft at the meeting, and it was a mass scale Viagra pill–y’all popped some serious wood that dashed any hopes I had for leniency. Honey Bunch, are you being coerced?”

Bash removed himself from my mouth so I could answer the question. “No,” I replied.

“Are they physically harming you?” he asked. “Like real pain and distress, not the pleasurable kind.”

“No,” I said again.

“Do you want them to stop, because you’re literally trying to fuck yourself on Desmond as we speak…” he gestured to me, waving his hand in the general direction of my undulating sex.

“I wantmore. Make them stop fucking around,” I whined. I hadn’t even realized I was moving until Zaz pointed it out.

“Well, you did worry everyone, even me. I think Bash was right when he said I spoil you, so I’m not going to intervene. But I am going to watch, to ensure that justice is carried out appropriately,” Zaz said in a mock-serious tone. He stood behind Desmond, pushing him forward so his dick slid deeper inside me. “If you bottom out in her and don’t move, it will drive her further up the wall.”

“Thanks,” Desmond said. He grabbed Zaz’s face, kissing him on the cheek. “If you change your mind, we can make this a party of five.”

“I’ll let you know.” Zaz sat on the bed near the headboard, grabbing the bulge in his pants while he waited for the show to start.

Bash drove himself back inside my mouth. He adjusted his grip, holding my hair with one hand and dancing a finger from the other around my sensitive nipple. Desmond’s fingers gripped my hips harder as he worked himself further inside me, until his knot was pressed against my folds. Ares licked around where Desmond and I joined, and the thought of him tasting both of us made me clench. The beginning buzz of an orgasm built inside me again, and only got worse when Desmond started thrusting into me with sure, steady strokes, hitting me with his knot on every drive. I glanced in the mirror and saw how my breasts smacked together as he thrust inside me. The sight was downright pornographic.

Little G, you’re so tasty,Ares linked me. I heard squelching and felt how wet I had become.

Zaz stuffed his hands down his sweatpants, working his length as he watched them ravage me. A keening wail slipped from my lips, because I was beyond trying to hold myself together. I was putty in their hands, and I didn’t care how pathetic I sounded.

A heavy tail cracked against my ass, making me cry out around Bash’s length. “You may have been used to dating guys who didn’t give a fuck, or being alone to do as you pleased. But now you’re with us, dollface. We definitely give afuckabout you,” he said as he picked up speed, slamming into me. “You need to be more considerate and act like you’re part of this team.”

I said I was sorry, and I am sorry,I whined.Please let me come, I’m getting so close,I implored them all.

Ares hummed in agreement as he started flicking my clit again. One of his fingers prodded against my hole as he wedged it inside me next to Desmond’s cock. The pained feeling of him spreading me wider made me groan. I must have been a hundred shades of mentally fucked up, because I was on my hands and knees getting stuffed and roughed by three guys in front of an audience, and I had never felt sexier or more turned on in my life.I feel alive, motherfucker.With every one of Bash’s and Desmond’s tandem strokes, I felt as if I was being buoyed by this indescribable swell of feverish sexual energy. It pressed against my insides, threatening to make me burst.

Right before I exploded, they stopped again. Bash pulled his cock out and Desmond stilled, his thick cock resting inside my throbbing pussy. Ares stopped working magic with his tongue, opting to work a second finger inside me. He pressed around the edges of my hole, stretching it as he moved them around Desmond’s cock. The third finger made me downright scream. Holy shit, I felt like one of those squirrely-looking taxidermy jobs on the wall at the country club I worked at a few years ago. I was stuffed to the brim and it was a special kind of sexual torture, an agony in which I reveled.

I cried, whimpering in frustration at being denied a release, yet again. “You’re all fucking monsters!” I screamed.

Desmond pulled out of me, and the cool air hitting my wet, used sex made a shiver run up my spin. He picked me up, turning me around to face him. I wrapped my legs around him for purchase so I could balance myself. When I looked at him, he had completely shifted. His matte black horns curved around his head like a crown instead of flaring out like they usually did. His skin was tinted red, and his tail whipped behind him. I ran my gaze down his thick, muscular body, all the way to his hooved feet. His demonic form should have scared me and sent me running, but it only made my lady bits more slick.

“Right you are,” he cackled. The gold flecks in his peridot eyes shone under the recessed lights, highlighting the mirth on his face. “We’reyourmonsters. Here to protect you, even from yourself. You need some discipline, dollface. You thought you had daddy issues? Well, let me be your Daddy and show you right from wrong,” he boomed, slapping my ass with his tail again, the blunt edge hitting me right on my swollen, dripping pussy. The sting radiated through my entire body, making every hole I had clench.

I cried out. “I’m SORRY!”

He laid on the bed with me on top of him, facing him. His face was pure want and evil desire, as he slammed himself back inside me and rocked me back and forth on top of him. Tears trickled from my eyes, but they weren’t sad ones. No, they were the kind you had after a cathartic cry or binge-eating cheese fries. They were tears of relief.

“Enjoying yourself?” Desmond asked. He pulled Bash closer to us until he knelt beside Desmond’s head. Taking Bash’s cock into his mouth, Desmond groaned.I know I am.

“Hmmmmf,” I groaned, lifting myself up and down on Desmond’s cock, meeting his movements as much as he would let me.

I ran my hands down my swaying breasts, rubbing and plucking at my nipples. The thrilling jolts that coursed through me went straight to my poor lady bits. Ares opened my top bedside drawer, fishing out the lube and slathering his dick from tip to base in it. His entire body glowed gold, making his dick shimmer from the reflectiveness of the slick liquid.

Were they going to double team me? Fuck yes, I wanted this so badly.Wetness gushed from my cunt, and my muscles twitched in excitement.

“Oh, A-Bomb she loves that idea. I can feel her drenching me,” Desmond said through a grunt. “Ares just mindlinked me the filthiest thing, dollface…”

Ares knelt on the bed behind me so closely I could feel the heat radiating from his body. His warm hands gripped my hips, and I felt his cockhead brush against me, right next to where Desmond was seated inside me.

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