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“Thank you. It’s nice to know everything I was taught about demons was actually propaganda.”
Dashel kisses the top of my head softly, and Bastian’s hands glide up my front while I’m still pressed into him. With two hands and no effort, he rips my shirt right down the middle. His wide hand goes to my stomach as I arch into him, delighting at the feel of his hardness against my ass.
“She’s already glowing,” Bash whispers over my head, and I glance down at my chest to see a soft, blue glow.
Blue-violet, specifically.
“Was it always this color?” I ask.
“Yes. Like a little blue butterfly.”
Celestus had chosen me before I’d chosen myself. I smile to myself, then push Dash onto his back.
In a single movement, I’m off the bed and straddling him. With a thought, I remove his pants, and with another thought, I line his cock up and lower myself onto him, hands free.
Dashel grunts with surprise as I envelope him.
“Fucking hells, Dove, you look amazing sitting astride him.” Bastian props his head on his hand, magics off his pants, and slowly strokes his unbelievably large dick.
I turn to face him, enjoying the fullness of riding Dash and how much stimulation my clit gets in this position. “I can’t wait until you can see me from Dash’s perspective.”
Bastian’s eyes roll up with a groan. “I’m counting the days we can begin stretching you.”
The thought makes my pussy flutter, and that makes both Dashel and me moan.
I bite my lip as Bastian strokes himself until he’s dripping precum. “Stand up,” I order, planting my hands on Dash’s legs. “Bring that cock over here so I can taste it.”
Another groan from Bastian, and more precum leaks from his head as he brings it to my lips.
I get one hand around it, then another, and if I had three more, I still wouldn’t have covered his length. And then there’s the girth.
I open my mouth as wide as it will go, but I can tell I won’t be able to get the head in without scraping my teeth. So, I settle on licking and swirling and sucking it while doing my best to stroke him and ride Dash. He must have noticed my faltering rhythm because Dashel grips my hips and rocks them back and forth, grinding me against him while also thrusting up and into me.
“Hells, Dove, you’re about to be the first ever to make me come from a blow job.”
A swell of pride rushes through me, and I suck and swirl that much harder.
Bastian grabs the wall, eyes closed, and Dash keeps a steady pace on my hips.
“Dove, please tell me you’re close, because I’m about to blow,” Dash groans, and that’s all the impetus I need to grind hard and focus on the feelings in my own body.
The second I do, that coiling pressure in my belly is already near maximum.
“Come on, baby, I’m almost there,” Bastian says with a pant. “Come with me.”
Dashel picks up the pace of his thrusts, and that’s it. I’m moaning around Bastian’s cock, trying not to shake so much I lose suction. A second later, Bastian moans and comes down my throat, followed my Dashel coming beneath me.
I stay like that for a few moments before looking at the two demons I just made come with my body.
If I had to put a word on the feeling swimming in my chest, I’d call it pride.
“Fuck, you looked so beautiful with your lips wrapped around me like that, Dove.” Bastian shudders with an aftershockof pleasure before lifting me off Dashel and throwing me on the bed.
I squeal as I land, and Bastian smiles so wide, the scar through his eye crinkles. “Now lie back and open those legs for me, baby. I’m gonna clean you up with my tongue.”
I moan, and my knees fall apart at his request.
It should seem disgusting, wrong even, for Bash to…
