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Every pounding stroke lights up my nerves, driving them to a near-hypersonic level.
“Had to go all fucking dramatic, Butterfly,” he growls above the crackling of flames. It sets my limbs to shudder. He’s practically rag-dolling me right against this bench. “I’m going to punish you so gods-damned great tonight for what you did, little Aria. Fuck, four days without you was a bloody lifetime.”
With that, he ejects himself fully. I gasp, eyes wide as he lifts my hips, then impales me on that monstrous beast of a cock. The orgasm crashes on me like a damn meteor. Liquid flames erupt in my cunt. The moans leaving my throat sound primal, animalistic. My blood catches fire, wave after wave of bliss rocketing me into a spinning vortex of shooting stars.
Something breaks free inside my center, extending and intensifying the orgasm. No, somethings. They are wet and thick, lapping at my inner walls while he keeps thrusting deeper,harder, stronger. That’s when I realize what they are. My body shudders, my pussy locking and convulsing all over again.
Eros grips my throat, bringing my back against his hard gargoyle chest. He spanks my ass, punishing the flesh as all my muscles ache from his pounding. My pussy swells all around those tri-flap folds that work in perfect rhythm to tongue my sex, pleasuring my spongy walls in ways not even the universe could fathom. He’s touching every part of me inside and out.
I don’t stop spasming as he drives that obsidian-hard organ with those tongue-like flaps licking and stimulating me. Pure bliss, love and lust-induced euphoria, obliterates everything.
Hot jets of thick cum spew into me.
Eros doesn’t stop.
He fucks me against one of the statues as he tears into my breasts with his teeth and soothes them with his warm mouth. He fucks me in the gallery with hundreds of restored souls watching our mating. That’s what this is. A hard-driven coupling. He’s writing his claim inside me with every thrust.
I’m here for it all.
My body feels weak and human, but there’s a profound surge of energy, unlike anything I’ve ever felt. I don’t stop tightening around his cock. Or exploding into showers of shooting stars that light up my very soul.
He fucks me in every room of the castle until he finally arrives at the most significant. Not just our former bedroom suite where he first fucked me, along with his brothers.
No, he takes me to his true room, his inner chamber. His sublime sanctuary with scarlet waterfalls of tapestries, celestial blooms curtaining the floor, and that casket. He fucks me against that very casket, the wall, the bathing pool.
Finally, the bed where he takes me hardest. And I scream my release loud enough to shake the very walls before passing out.
EROS
I won’t be getting enough of her any time soon.
So, with very little jealousy or territoriality, I allow Crescendo to crawl onto the bed, hover above her, and wake her in his special way.
As soon as he erupts into the iconic stomp-stomp-clap beat ofWe Will Rock You, Aradia screams and thrashes with the sheets like a caterwauling hellcat.
I laugh darkly, throwing my head back when she does a double-take, blinks, then takes in Crescendo sitting on the bed before her with his shy smirk and Queen’s song playing in a softer background.
Her eyes fill with tears, but her smile is like the morning star that welcomed the very first sunrise. She pounces on him. Careless of her nakedness, she throws her arms around my partner and presses herself against him. Countless bells clang against one another. I cock my head with a smile as I gaze at the two of them with approval.
Yes, Cres will ultimately have eyes for me, not to mention his sizable dick. But while I own his soul, Crescendo’s musical jester heart belongs to my Butterfly. A bond he formed when he went to her in the dungeon and spoon-fed her soup…and every moment we’ve all shared thereafter.
When he spreads her on the bed, kisses her tenderly and affectionately before lowering himself to the heavenly space between her thighs, it only drives my lust…for both of them. Especially when I know he’s sampling more than her sweetwetness. He’s lapping at my cum. I fist my hardening cock as he twists his tongue along her folds before sliding it into her tight sex. He swipes her clit from side to side like a fleshy little bell to lush engorged perfection.
Shifting until I am at her side, I prop my elbow on the pillow next to her, supporting my head in my hand while I admire her finding her pleasure under my partner’s tongue. Her glassy eyes roll back in her head. Those adorable mewls. Ones she doesn’t make with me because I leave her screaming and moaning every time.
Cres will be the one to make her mewl. He will dote on her. Love her in a different way that I cannot. As she will him.
But I’m still the one who buries my cock inside her, thrusting deep as Cres plays our song. I don’t stop fucking her until she’s climaxed at least four times.
The three of us collapse against the bed.
“Sweet naughty boys,” she practically purrs as we hem her in, and I revel in how she scoots her back against my chest. “What…”—she angles her neck to me—“what did you give me to drink, Eros?”
I lower my head and kiss her, a brush of my lips against hers. “A little nectar of the gods. And…my blood.”
She lifts her brows. Then deadpans. “Explain.”
I chuckle darkly at how she’s stolen my little turn of phrase. Crescendo kisses her cheek, playing a sweet, calming tune as I share my encounter with Zeus…
