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I want to curse at him, but my mouth is currently occupied. I can’t get more than a few inches before my cheeks are stretched to their maximum capacity.
Cal doesn’t press though. He simply pulls back and says, “If you can’t fit it, you’ll have to figure out some other way to lube it up.”
Gus clears his throat, and when I turn to look at him, at first, I think his gaze is burning with jealousy. But when his eyes flicker to Cal’s cock and then back to me, I realize it’s intensity, not jealousy. These demons are probably used to wild orgies. Everyone fucking everyone.
The mental image that accompanies that thought makes my pussy flutter, on the edge of a second spasm. “Gus,” I ask slowly, carefully measuring his reaction to each word, “will you lick Cal’s cock with me?”
Gus nods, his eyes lit up with a dark excitement. I lean up a little further as Gus comes closer. I position my head on one side of Cal’s thick dick, while Gus leans close to me. Together, we extend our tongues and lap at the underside of Cal’s dick, our tongues meeting and shoving at one another.
Above us, Cal moans, but my eyes are locked on Gus. I’m completely enraptured by the fact that he’s willing to do what I asked. Part of me wants to know if he’ll go further.
I lean back just long enough to order, “Gus, play with my nipples and his balls at the same time.”
My wrath demon doesn’t hesitate. He continues to lave Cal’s thick, veiny cock while one hand reaches out and tweaks my nipple. His other goes up to fondle Cal’s thick balls. I return my tongue to battling his, and soon, our entire mouths are involved, sucking either side of Cal’s cock while we attempt to kiss around it.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever done, made even hotter by the fact that my wrath demon will do anything to please me. With one more twist of my nipple, Gus sets me off, and Nico growls his excitement as I come.
“I can see your pussy clenching,” Nico declares.
“Fucking hell, man, that was supposed to be my orgasm,” Bryn complains, because apparently, he and Dem have stopped fighting to watch.
“Dammit,” Dem says. “Fine. Go.”
I hear their chatter as background noise, barely a buzz against my ears, because Gus has suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled me off of Cal’s dick so he can plunge his tongue into my mouth. He tastes of Cal’s pre-cum, which is so fucking hot.
Cal shoves his lubed-up dick between my breasts and helps me push them together further as he thrusts, the tip of his dick emerging with each stroke. It only takes a few before my chin and Gus’s are splattered with hot cum. We don’t stop making out, because somehow, this nasty little endeavor has tied me to Gus in a deeper way than I’ve ever experienced before.
I grab the back of Gus’s dark hair and pull him in closer as Cal climbs off. Then I shove him away and say, “You’re next. Climb up so you can fuck my mouth.”
“My body’s yours, my queen, just like my mind and my heart and the wisp that is my soul,” he responds.
I’m momentarily stunned into silence. But as he moves to obey me, Bryn starts to lick around my pussy lips, and any questions I have about Gus’s random poetic outburst fade. After coming twice without fingers or dick inside of me, I’m desperate to move beyond foreplay. I’m desperate to clench around something, anything, even his tongue. I reach down and shove his face squarely on my slit.
“Lick me,” I beg. I can’t stand to be teased more, not when Nico’s already drawing figure eights on my clit and smiling every time he sees my hips twist, that fucker. He’s going to get some serious edging when his turn comes, I decide.
Bryn, however, is nothing like naughty Nico. He just aims to please. Or maybe aims to finish as soon as he can, so we can move on to post-sex sleepy cuddles. His tongue starts lapping up my cum with a contented sigh. “So good,” he mumbles against my pussy lips. Yes. His tongue is so good. So tantalizing. I start to float off the countertop, my hips rising, my thighs almost ready to clench his head in a death grip.
Nico’s finger slides down from my clit just before I can come a third time. “Dammit, frustration demon,” I growl.
He just laughs and slowly slides his finger back, touching too lightly and slowly for me to reach that peak again.
Meanwhile, Gus looms over me, his body a tattooed masterpiece. His barbell runs vertically through his glans, the tip of his dick. I’m so entranced by the sight of it and the smear of pre-cum on the head of his penis that I lean forward and immediately open my mouth. Once he’s in past my teeth, I realize my demon is one smart fucker. I’m not going to pop his dick out of my mouth and risk banging my teeth on a regular basis, so he’s going to get deepthroat treatment.
He can tell the moment I realize this, because my eyes fly up to meet his and one of those rare smiles lights his face. I slide him deeper in my throat in response, letting the metal of his piercing slide along my tongue and slowly into my throat.
He groans when I force myself to swallow hard, clenching around him. I can only hold him in that position for a few seconds before I have to release and open my mouth. He pulls back and stares down at me. “Want me to wait and take your ass?”
I nearly growl at him, but then Bryn’s tongue slides deep inside me, stroking me just right, and Nico decides to stop fucking around as my eyes drift shut in pleasure. He pinches my clit and pulls. A string of Christmas lights blink on behind my eyelids, bright blotches of color and happiness wrap around me until…I scream as I spread Christmas cheer all over Bryn’s face.
Gus gives me a minute to recover before he grabs my hand, licks up my palm, and then shoves it on top of his dick. “Stroke and suck,” he orders, turning the tables on me. I happily comply.
I hear Dem’s voice say, “My turn.” And suddenly, new hands are on my hips, palms and fingertips that are rougher than Bryn’s. Heated flesh teases my opening, and I realize that it’s the tip of Dem’s dick.
Was I intimidated about multiple guys before? That was pre-three orgasms. Now I mumble around Gus’s dick, “Put it in me.”
Seconds later, my pussy and mouth are both stretched wide as two of my demons take me. I’ve never been this blissed out. It’s better than meditation.
They build up a rhythm and both gradually work their way deeper, and I want to cry because I’m literally so happy and overwhelmed. Then it hits me. These demons stayed. They’ve kept their word. They’ve helped rebuild Christmas Village and Santa’s Workshop. And they aren’t going anywhere. They’re mine, and I’m theirs.
