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I wasn’t sure if I could, but it was worth a try.

I leaned back, ending the kiss with Lucien, and looked between the two men. “What do you mean, can I take two cocks?”

Lucien stared at me with an unreadable expression, but Daiman smirked and pulled his bottom lip between his teeth.

“What I mean is . . .” Daiman stroked his knuckles down my cheek, still smiling as if my ignorance was cute to him. “We’ll both fuck your tight pussy.”

I sucked in a breath, my heart stopping for a second before it pounded so hard that I worried it’d jump out of my chest.

Lucien hummed with a soft chuckle. His hand glided up my round stomach to my breast and palmed it. “You like that, don’t you, little sinner? You want to be our cum bucket?”

My eyes widened, and I looked between the two. Without realizing it, I nodded and dug my fingers into Lucien’s scalp. He hissed at the bite of pain and slapped my breast. I yelped and jerked away from his lap, but he dragged me back onto him.

“Use your words,” Lucien rumbled.

I swallowed to wet my dry mouth. “I want you two to fuck my pussy.”

Daiman’s eyes lit up, and Lucien snarled as he pushed back the table. It scraped against the floor, the loud sound grating on my nerves. I winced and made a face. Lucien caught my grimace and kissed me as his way of apologizing.

Lucien turned us around and sat on the table with me in his arms. He pushed his pants further down until they pooled at his feet. Daiman came behind me and placed his hand in the middle of my back, forcing Lucien and me down until Lucien lay flat on the table and I was bent over him.

While Lucien and I kissed, they raised me and lowered me onto his cock. A deep groan welled in my chest as I stretched around his invasion. The pierced head of his dick slid against a spot that made my toes curl.

“Get her nice and wet, Loosh,” Daiman said.

Lucien snarled and snapped his hips against mine, driving his erection deeper inside me. I dropped my head to his shoulder, whimpering as he fucked me.

Something cool whispered against my leg and slithered between where we were joined. The tendril rubbed against my clit, flicking it until I came. I bit back the scream that wanted to come out. I didn’t want the whole restaurant to know what we were doing in there.

Daiman fisted my hair and yanked back my head, forcing me to look at him as he bent over me. “You still want it rough, angel?”

I nodded, panting and having difficulty focusing on him while Lucien pistoned into me. Our flesh slapped together, and my breasts bounced in front of his face.

Daiman smirked and moved in behind me. He shoved my head down until my forehead met Lucien’s shoulder. Daiman raised my hips, and his fat cock nudged into my already too-full pussy.

“Ohh,fuck,” I breathed as Daiman forced himself into me, joining Lucien.

They moved inside me. When one thrust in, the other drew back, and they continued at a fast pace that left me unable to move. I could only brace myself and take everything they gave me.

Daiman wrapped my hair around his fist and yanked back my head again. Pain bit at my scalp and brought tears to my eyes. I bit my bottom lip, holding back the screams as they pistoned into me, abusing my insides.

They must have done this before with another woman. There was no other way they could have worked together this smoothly, like this was natural for them. Jealousy surged through my veins like lava as I thought about them fucking another girl. My mind created the image and whispered things they would have told her while they fucked her.

Daiman’s palm cracked against my ass. The scream I’d held back erupted from me, and I came on both of their cocks.

“Dirty little bitch.” Daiman grunted and spread my ass cheeks apart. He spat on my hole and pressed his finger against the tight ring. My inner walls squeezed around them, giving me away. I liked it when Daiman played with my ass.

“I didn’t take you as a fucking slut, little sinner,” Lucien growled. He slapped my cheek.

“Oh, god,” I moaned as I orgasmed again, this time pulling at both sources of energy.

They groaned, warmth spilling inside me as they filled me with their cum.

Lucien slapped my other cheek. “Look at me.”

I opened my stinging eyes, ignoring the pain in my face from Lucien’s rough slap. Our eyes collided, and his lip curled back in a snarl as he squeezed my throat until I could barely breathe.

“Do you see him,Grace?” I bunched my eyebrows together, confused by what he meant. His hand around my neck squeezed tighter. “Do you see God looking down at you while you’re getting fucked by two demons? What will dear old daddy think when he sees his little lamb stuffed with two demonic cocks?”

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