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“Fuck, Jude,” I groan, tightening my grip on her slender neck until only a sliver of air can get through. “He’s gripping me so tightly, Little Bird, I’m about to bust my load all over his face and your sweet fucking pussy.”
Her body goes rigid, and a strangled cry leaves her throat as she spasms and shudders on the cross, riding her orgasm as Jude refuses to stop. Bringing her lips to mine, I swallow her moans and pump my hips as Jude fists my cock. I’m vaguely aware of Aeron cursing, clearly realizing that we’ve let her come even though he ordered us not to, but I don’t give a fuck as my balls draw up, and with a roar into her mouth, hot ropes of cum leave my dick. I tear my lips away to watch my climax spill all over the side of Jude’s face and our Little Bird’s wet, pink pussy, and the sight prolongs my orgasm, Jude pumping his hand until every last drop has left me.
Euphoria fills my veins as all my muscles relax and I loosen my grip on her throat, allowing her a full, gasping breath. Glancing back up at her, I can already see the bruise forming, and I chuckle, remembering the time Aeron promised her a purple necklace. Looks like I got to give her this one.
“You fuckers!” the man himself shouts, and Jude sits back on his heels, laughing as he releases my dick to bring his hand to his mouth and licking it clean. His chin glistens with Lark’s pleasure dripping from it, and mine drips from the side of his face.
“That’s a good fucking look on you, Brat,” Tarl comments, stalking over to us and grabbing Jude by the hair, slamming his lips against Jude’s, and kissing him senseless.
Knowing that our Little Bird loves watching us, I let go of her throat and untie the blindfold, letting it flutter to the floor. She blinks at me, her lips curved in a soft smile, then the guys snag her attention, her lips parting as a shuddering breath falls from them.
“You love watching us together, don’t you, Little Bird?” I murmur in her ear, taking my finger and swirling it around her still-hardened nipple. Goosebumps erupt on her skin, but her eyes don’t leave Tarl and Jude and the brutal way Tarl embraces the other man.
“Yes,” she whispers, licking her lips.
“I should fucking punish you all, reprobates,” Aeron states as he storms over, but a smile plays around his lips and I know that he’s not truly angry. After all, how could he be when she looks so fucking delicious as she comes? “What am I going to do with you now, Dove?” He gets right in her space, blocking her view of Tarl and Jude who break apart to watch what our leader has in store.
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“Moonlight” by Chase Atlantic
Lark
Aeron cups my face, bringing his lips to mine as the sound of a zipper being undone fills my ears. He tastes like the champagne he drank earlier, a light, bubbly flavor to complement his usual darkness.
A gasp falls from my lips and into his when I feel his pierced head nudge my clit, the touch sending sparks running across my body.
“Remember?” he asks, his tone so deep it caresses me like his touch and makes my already hard nipples ache.
“Yes,” I moan as the pleasure builds, and my mind wanders back to the last time I was on this cross, how they left me wet and needy in the dark, and how Aeron came and stroked himself against me to allow me release. “Aeron, fuck, yes.”
My languid body tightens once more, the past and present mingling as we repeat that night but in the light of a hundred flickering candles. I look down, watching as his hand strokes up and down, his piercing glinting in the low lights, and pleasure sparks from my core every time he hits my engorged clit with his dick.
Suddenly, another hand comes around and grabs Aeron’s balls, and Aeron freezes. “Jude…” His tone is full of warning, and my heart races as I wait to see what will happen next.
“Just let me help you feel good, brother,” Jude replies in a low tone, squeezing gently, and glancing up, I can see Aeron clench his jaw, but he doesn’t push Jude away. He takes a deep inhale, then resumes moving his hand up and down his shaft and the sight of Jude touching Aeron like that has wetness leaking down my thighs.
“You like it, don’t you,Eshgham?” Tarl breathes in my ear, and I shudder. “Tell Aeron how much having his brother touch him this way gets you off.”
“I fucking love it, Devil Man,” I rasp out, gasping when I feel fingers enter me and as Knox is still on my other side, I don’t know who they belong to, but I’m beyond the point of caring. “It’s so fucking hot and makes me so fucking wet.”
Aeron growls, pumping faster, a firestorm flying across my skin from the contact until I’m unable to say another word, just feel as they give me all the pleasure they promised. Tingles race across my body, and soon I’m flying, my climax tearing a scream of ecstasy from my parted lips as I feel liquid rushing from my pussy and coating Aeron.
“Goddamnit, Dove,” he rasps out, and I peel my lids open to see his whole body stiffen, the hand cupping my face tightening as he comes all over me in return. I’m a whimpering mess, the fingers still buried in my pussy almost too much as they keep fucking moving and prolonging the pleasure that wracks my body.
Aeron lowers his lips to mine, kissing me with an awe that I’m not sure I deserve. It’s like I’ve somehow saved him, and I kiss him back, telling him that he and the others saved me too. I may be their ruin, but we’re all addicted to the chaos and I never want it to stop.
Aeron pulls away, and I try to follow him, but these fucking restraints won’t let me and I huff out an annoyed sound.
“Our turn, Nightingale,” Jude’s voice purrs, taking Aeron’s place and standing in front of me. He’s gloriously naked, and my gaze traces all of his plains and furrows, all covered in a mixture of scars and ink.
He leans in, then presses a light kiss to my lips before dropping. I feel him release one ankle, then the other, and before I can blink, he’s throwing one leg and then the other over his shoulders and swiping a long line up my cum-covered slit with his tongue.
“Juuude…” I groan as stars burst in front of my eyes, my tired limbs unable to fight as pleasure skitters across my nerve ending once more.
“Fuck, I love how they taste on you, Nightingale,” he breathes out, his voice deep and husky like he’s just smoked a hundred cigars. The sound adds to the sensations engulfing me, and I whine and whimper when he licks every inch of my soaked pussy, cleaning Knox’s and Aeron’s climaxes off me. Clearly finished, and leaving me moments away from another orgasm—at this stage, I may fucking die from them—he sits back on his heels and gives me the sexiest, cheekiest smile.
“Sink yourself deep into that pussy of hers, Brat,” Tarl’s melodic voice orders, and I look beyond Jude to see Tarl standing behind him, his shirt off and all that beautiful, sandy, inked-up skin on display. He gives me a salacious smile that has my thighs clenching, my kitty kat fucking fluttering as if we haven’t just had several orgasms. “And then I’m going to sink mine into that tight ass of yours.” Jude and I both groan as Tarl grabs Jude by his hair and yanks him up to standing. “Wrap those pretty thighs around him,Aziz-e delam.”
