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“It’s like…uhmm,” she rasps and moans from the pressure. They shove forward, thrilling in her little yelp before she finishes, “It’s like fireworks going off inside me!”
“Light her up, boys,” I tell them.
They fuck her. Grinding her brutally between them with her breasts bouncing against Himeros’s chest, those rings vibrating to fatten her nipples. Her pink curls thwack against Pothos’s face, and I know the bastard is breathing in her scent.
Her thighs are trembling, limbs shaking from the tension, the pressure I know is growing inside her, ready to unleash like a deep ocean magma chamber for its prime eruption. A supernova ready to detonate.
Through all of this, through the twins dominating her, she rocks back and forth, riding their cocks. A rumbling growl builds up inside me. I’ve already had her tonight, front and back. But my lust grows. My desire and longing to fuck every one of her holes grows uncontrollably—then the valley of her full tits until I expend my seed all over her skin.
Once more, Crescendo sneaks his hand into her pussy and captures her clit, stroking the distended bud. He’s taken the music to Enrique Iglesias’sEscape.
She’d never wish to escape us. I’d need to haul her over my shoulder and carry her out of Purgatory kicking and screaming.
They pick up their rhythm, pounding her, thrusting with erotic violence. Pothos scrapes his teeth along the side of her neck. Their wings drive them, shedding a few feathers from the brunt of their hard-driven fucking. I see the place where they are joined, my cock swelling from how her ass clenches, followed by her pussy clamping down. Cres is working that plump little clit back and forth at a vicious pace, her drenched juices aiding him.
She’s about to come.
I circle the bed, fist braced, cock primed, wings hard and bulging.
The Erote brothers slam together, pinning her like a butterfly between them. High-pitched screams rack her throat from her exploding orgasm. Spewing their cum inside her, the twins finish their release, bottoming out inside her.
“That…was…un-un-b-believable…” she says breathlessly through her trembling. “Longing…” she inclines her chin to acknowledge Pothos behind her. I furrow my brows as sheturns back to Himeros. “Desire. Even Cres was so sweet to get involved…”
That’s when a low snarl rumbles in my throat because Crescendo has moved out of their circle. He’s circling the bed, making for Pothos, but her eyes follow him—all the way to the God of Longing.
“What game are you playing, Aradia?” I demand.
The twins kiss the sides of her head, her neck, showering her with their love as she responds, “You silly boys…” She giggles and then whimpers, clenching her thighs from Himeros suckling her neck. “You forgot I can’t see you, but I can see yourauras.”
The twins snap their heads up. My cock thunders with retributive fury because I know she cannot see my gods-damned aura, thanks to my curse.
“So, all this time, all your wrong answers were—on purpose?” Himeros sifts his hand into her curls right before he tips his head back, bellowing a hearty laugh. “Move over, Eros. Looks like we’ve all learned it’s not Valentine’s Day that reigns supreme. It’s April Fool’s Day.”
“And we are her fools,” Pothos adds with a deep chuckle. “Well played, little darling. She’s certainly matched the ultimate matchmaker,” he adds, goading me. “Our little queen of mischief has rewritten Eros’s prankster playbook.”
My blood simmers to a boil. All my nerves strung tighter. I grow angrier as she laughs with them.
“And her arrows shoot straight for the funny bone!” proclaims Himeros.
She squeezes around them tighter, stronger…because she knows a storm is brewing in the beast, coming straight for her.
The second they eject their cocks from her, spilling her fluids and their seed, I lunge for her. Grip her hips. She flicks her head up. I cover her mouth and drive my cock forward, impaling her on my massive organ and taking her scream into my lungs.
Grand finale.
Gods’ bloody hearts, I love those tits shaking
Himeros doesn’t wait. He gets behind her, takes her by the shoulders, and shoves inside her well-used hole. She lurches, a strangled scream fleeing her throat, but when I feel her teeth at my neck, sinking in as if my little Butterfly is…fuck!
The second I try to tug away, she clamps those teeth tighter, biting harder. The implication couldn’t be clearer. She’s claiming me. The Butterfly claims the Beast.
Crescendo plays another song. I swing my head to him.
“Your song,” he shares.
“Mmm…” she whimpers, licking the bite mark before she tears into my flesh again.
Yes, our song.Break Inby Halestorm. Because we leave each other defenseless. Pick up the pieces. And bring each other home. And in the dark…
