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After a tense moment, Satan blew out a hard breath. “If you’re going to have a dick in your mouth, you won’t be able to use your safe word. I’ll be on safety until you’re done.” He moved to the head of the bed and threaded his fingers through mine, leaving my thumb loose. The ‘safe word’ when I couldn’t speak was two squeezes, then I dug my thumb nail into his palm. I’d never had to use it before, but the safety measure had been put in place several times during our relationship.
“Any new hard limits?” he asked. As nervous as the idea of starting something with all of them made me, it was a comfort to know at least one of the men in the room knew my hard and soft limits. I trusted him to enforce them. Seeing as I hadn’t been with anyone since him — not that I would rush to tell him that — I shook my head.
“Good. If any of you fuck her, make sure you suit up first. Otherwise, Nick, get over here and use the hell out of this pretty mouth.” Satan cleared a space on the bedside table, kicking his feet up on the edge of his bed in a lounge that looked like he was perfectly at home watching his friends with his ex-girlfriend.
“Do you need another pillow, Kitty cat?” Nick asked from my other side, working his belt loose.
“I just need you,” I said, licking my lips and watching his big body shudder in response.
“Before you lose your pants, cut her bra off,” Noel chimed in.
With a grin, Nick pulled a knife from his pocket and brought the blade to my clavicle.
“No blood play,” Satan snapped.
“No blood play,” Nick repeated as he drew the flat of the blade across my skin and sliced through my bra straps one at a time. Rather than cutting through the cups, he reached a hand behind my back and flicked the clasp free. Once the job was done, Nick abandoned the knife and his jeans, and placed a knee on the mattress near my head. Palming his erection, he stroked himself, watching me closely until I was squirming.
What were they waiting for? A bell, a whistle, or some other signal to start the play? My mouth watered at the sight of Nick’s cock, thick and... “Is that a piercing?” I asked, noticing the glint of metal near the tip. Nick smirked and lifted his length to expose a line of piercings down the underside of the shaft before flicking a ring near the head.
“He’s fucking crazy. We thought you knew,” Satan muttered from my other side. I grunted at him, but couldn’t take my eyes off the neat lines of metal balls sticking out of his skin. I wondered what they would feel like in my mouth. Or my cunt. Fuck, they’d probably feel amazing, I decided, biting my lip in appreciation.
Nick cupped my jaw and gently pulled my lip from between my teeth. “Give me that mouth Kitty cat, I’m aching for you,” he muttered, moving his hips forward and tracing that metal ring along my bottom lip. Flicking my tongue out, I tasted a hint of the metal along with his salty precum before he pushed into my mouth. Satan’s hand tightened slightly around mine as my eyes fluttered closed, enjoying the silky soft feel of Nick on my tongue. He thrust shallowly a couple of times before starting a rhythm that took him deeper with each stroke. The metal of his piercings clicked against my teeth in a way that had me rubbing my thighs together to alleviate the empty ache. Between one thrust and the next, warmth engulfed my nipple, and although I couldn’t move my head, the flash of red from the stupid red hat told me Noel was playing with my tits. It wasn’t a surprise when he bit down a moment later. The zing of pleasurable pain that zipped straight to my clit was less expected. Arching into Noel’s mouth, I hoped he’d do it again. The warmth left my nipple, replaced by fingers that pinched and teased before a slap cracked across the flesh of my left breast. I groaned around Nick’s cock and spread my thighs wide, hoping someone would take pity on me and fuck me already.
“You’re turning such a pretty pink under my hand,” Noel cooed as his palm came down hard on the other breast. He massaged the skin, clearly enjoying our playtime as I felt fingers hook into the waistband of my panties and draw them down until they were around my ankles. Instead of pulling them all the way off, my feet were held together, the panties looped around and around to bind my legs closed. Chris. If this was his way of denying pussy play, I was going to kill him. If my hands hadn’t been cuffed, I’d already have gone to town on myself. I’d never been this horny before and the arousal was verging on painful.
On a long stroke, Nick buried himself all the way down my throat, tickling my nose with carefully trimmed pubic hair. Concentrating on how he held himself deep for a moment past where I felt the need to breathe, I barely noticed my legs being lifted and situated over broad shoulders until my clit was sucked into a warm, wet mouth. I bucked my hips in relief, whimpering as teeth grazed my sensitive flesh. Nick pulled out completely and stroked himself while I sucked in lungfuls of air and tried to pull Chris’s face closer to my cunt.
“Come on her tits when you finish,” Noel told Nick who nodded as he slipped his head back into my mouth for some shallow strokes. Making eye contact, he winked in a way that told me he was about to go for it. I relaxed my throat and jaw and let him fuck my face while I fucked Chris’s. God, the man had a talented tongue. He ate at me like he was the one who missed dinner, lighting up every nerve in my body as Noel’s rough treatment of my breasts sent delicious spikes of pleasure over my body. My skin felt hypersensitive. The point where Satan and I were joined added to the boiling pot of hormones that was close to overflow. As I neared my peak, Chris shifted his attention, keeping me just on edge, but not letting me go over. The only problem with having a dick in your mouth, no matter how delicious, was that it made it difficult to yell at someone for edging you. After the third time he did it, I was about ready to throw down if he didn’t give me what I needed.
With a wicked snarl, Nick pulled out and came all over my tits; his hand working to squeeze out every drop, even as his thighs trembled. Noel grinned and dropped his jeans, climbing naked onto the bed and straddling my ribs. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve fantasized about fucking these tits?” he asked, rubbing Nick’s cum into my skin, slicking it over the fading handprints with a look of adoration in his eyes. With a tight squeeze, Satan released my hand. “You have your mouth back now, use the safeword if you need to.”
“I will,” I confirmed, wondering what he was up to.
“It’s hard to fuck her tits without her holding them for you. I’ll do it,” Satan said, cradling the outside of my breasts with his huge hands.
“Sam,” I muttered. He cut me off with a rough kiss, his familiar taste, combined with the arousal of what Noel was about to do, and Chris’s mouth, made my legs shake as my body tightened up.
Chris hoisted my body higher and ran his tongue down the length of my slit until he was circling my back entrance. I groaned in a mix of frustration and pleasure. I wanted to come, but I also loved what he was doing.
“He’s eating your ass, isn’t he?” Satan asked with a dark grin. I bit my lip as my eyes rolled back in pleasure.
“Our girl loves anal play, Chris. Keep doing what you’re doing.”
Chris hummed against my sensitive skin, sending chills of pleasure through me. I couldn’t wait to come, but I was equally afraid of how powerful it would be. On a knife edge, I had no idea if I would balance or be cut to shreds at the end of things.
“Joy.” Noel’s voice was rough with need. With a tremendous effort, I opened my eyes to see him above me, cock in hand and waiting for me to give permission. If I said no, I knew he would stop. No argument. Noel was a nurturer, and even though I knew he was the kinkiest of the men, he would never cross a line.
“Fuck me, Noel. I want you to use me.” Satan cursed in my ear as Noel dropped his lips to mine in a surprisingly sweet kiss before fitting his plump head to the bottom of my cleavage and sliding into the tight hold Satan created with my tits. The idea of Satan helping Noel find his pleasure with my body made me push my hips harder against Chris’s tongue, and just as I was nearing the edge again, his contact disappeared.
“Sunshine, you feel even better than I imagined. You’re amazing,” Noel whispered sweetly at the same time I snapped, “I swear to god, Christian, either let me come or get your dick in me because at this rate when I get my hands free, I’m going to end you.” A chuckle from the end of the bed made me near violent until I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper.
As Noel gripped the headboard and fell into a rhythm that gave me a new appreciation for the way his body moved — he was spectacular to look at — my legs were lifted straight up, knees together, and Chris pushed into my pussy in a hard, punishing stroke. God, he was huge, and the position he held me in meant I felt every inch. Without giving me time to adjust, he set his pace to counter Noel’s, pulling my body onto both of them in a way that drew tears.
Satan’s position meant his forearm sat tight across my throat, making breathing that little bit too difficult. I felt owned, and I loved it. Above me, Noel’s movements became jerky as he reached the point of no return, and Satan moved away as cloudy white strings of cum lashed across my throat.
“Such a beautiful pearl necklace. I wish I’d thought to bring a camera,” Noel murmured, touching a fingertip lightly to my throat before moving off me. Once he was clear, Chris picked up his pace until every stroke hit so deep it verged on painful. In the moment before he came, he dropped my legs, ripped off the condom and leaned over my stomach, marking me like the others had. This was more than a reward, this felt like a claiming, and I knew without a doubt walking away again was going to destroy me.
As the depressing thought occurred to me, Chris dove back between my thighs, shoving two fingers into my pussy and pumping them a couple of times before moving them to my ass. Pushing in hard as his mouth dropped to bite and suck at my clit, he used his other hand to fill my cunt, and I detonated. Screaming so hard I felt my throat go rough, my whole body contracted with the strength of the orgasm. He was unforgiving, drawing out everything he and the others had so carefully built up inside of me. Even as my vision flickered, he continued to stroke and stretch and lick up every second of the most powerful experience of my life.
