26 Ariuk
Ariuk
They were going to break me. That was all there was to it.
I was stuffed so fucking full that I could barely decide which sensation deserved my attention first, Zel’s hips pressed against my ass while his massive body crowded over my back and Luc remained buried beneath me.
Zel kept most of his weight off the base of my wings, but every shift of his chest ruffled the outer feathers enough to send another shiver through me.
He had already come once and somehow hadn’t gotten any softer, which should have concerned me far more than it did.
Not that I wanted him to pull out. None of them were mindless in these forms, but everything about them had sharpened.
Luc’s control had become almost brutal in its precision, Nick’s heat rolled off him in waves, and Zel’s appetite had turned every reaction I gave him into something he immediately wanted more of.
They were still listening to me. I was just the idiot who had told all three of them to keep going.
Luc was flat beneath me, buried deep inside my pussy while Zel crowded in from behind, and my hands had found Luc’s horns for leverage as Nick’s cock filled my mouth.
We would have made a lovely Renaissance painting if Renaissance artists had been willing to paint one angel getting fucked by three demons at once.
Jophiel probably would have burst into flames from the horror alone.
I loved the way each of them took something different from the same moment.
Nick’s thrusts were rougher, Wrath showing in every hard pull of my braids before he checked my face again.
Luc stayed controlled beneath me, matching every movement instead of chasing it, his claws pressing into my hips without breaking skin.
Zel was the opposite, greedy for every shift of pressure between our bodies, groaning whenever I tightened around both of them like he had discovered something new worth repeating.
Asmodeus could wait. I already had more than enough demon in front of me.
Zel’s hand left the base of my wing and slid lower, down the curve of my ass until one thick finger settled between my cheeks.
He circled me slowly instead of pushing, testing the reaction, and when I pressed backward into his touch his growl vibrated against my shoulder.
Nick felt the sound I made around his cock and slowed just enough to let me breathe before thrusting forward again.
Zel’s finger disappeared for half a second. I heard the faint scrape of something being pulled from the side table before cold metal touched me, and my eyes widened around Nick.
He paused with the rounded edge resting against me. “Still want to try it?”
I nodded frantically, then realized that probably wasn’t enough when Nick’s cock was still in my mouth. Reaching back, I caught Zel’s wrist and pulled him closer.
His mouth brushed the top of my shoulder. “Good.”
The rounded edge pressed in slowly. My entire body tightened around Luc and Zel at once, the pressure stretching me in a way that made my thighs shake before the widest part slipped past and settled into place. A plug? While they were both already inside me? Where the fuck had he even found that?
“Fuck,” I cried around Nick when the fullness became impossible to ignore.
Nick’s fingers tightened carefully in my braids. “Still good?”
I nodded and sucked harder around him just to make the answer obvious.
His eyes flashed red. “Smart-ass.”
The pressure finally tipped me over first. I clung to Luc’s horns and cried out around Nick as my pussy clenched hard around both demons inside me.
Luc’s control cracked with a rough groan, his hips jerking once beneath mine before his cock began pulsing deep inside me.
Warmth spilled into me while my body was still squeezing around him, and Zel cursed against my shoulder as the added slickness changed the way every thrust dragged between us.
That was apparently enough to shove Gluttony over the edge too.
Zel—the fucking monster—kept fucking me even as his own release started, hips grinding tight against my ass while he groaned into the feathers near my shoulder.
He didn’t stop at the first pulse or the second.
He kept moving through it, chasing every twitch and broken sound he could pull out of me while his cum joined Luc’s and began slipping messily down the inside of my thighs around both of them.
“Fuck, Zel,” I tried to gasp, but Nick was still in my mouth and the words came out as little more than a ruined sound around his cock.
That sound finally broke whatever restraint Wrath had left.
His rhythm went ragged, one hand tightening in my braids while the other stayed against my cheek so he could keep watching me.
I relaxed my throat when he pushed deeper, and his thighs started shaking almost immediately.
“Ari.” My name came out rough as his hips stuttered once, then again before he came hard enough to go completely rigid in front of me.
Heat filled my mouth and spilled farther back, and I swallowed around him while he groaned, taking what I could until the last pulse faded and his grip in my hair finally loosened.
Nick withdrew slowly, dragging his thumb across my wet lower lip while I tried to catch my breath.
Between Luc and Zel still inside me, the plug filling my ass, their release slipping down my thighs, and the taste of Nick still on my tongue, there was barely a part of me that didn’t feel used in exactly the way I had asked for.
His attention dropped between my legs, and whatever haze remained in his expression sharpened immediately.
“Stop,” he said, looking at Zel. “She’s done taking both of you like that.”
I frowned and tried to lift my head. “I can still—”
“No.” Nick crouched beside us, one hand settling against my shoulder. “You’re shaking.”
Zel gave one rough grunt behind me but immediately stopped moving. “He’s right.”
“Traitors,” I muttered.
“You started this,” Nick reminded me, and when I glared at him he only grinned. “Doesn’t mean we’re letting you break yourself to prove a point.”
Zel pulled out slowly, our combined release sliding warm down my thighs while the plug stayed snug inside me. The sudden emptiness made me whine before Luc tightened both hands around my waist and rolled us together.
My back met the rug as my wings spread around me, feathers fanning over the floor. Luc never slipped out. I was still holding onto his horns when he settled between my thighs and drove deeper, his eyes fixed on mine like he had been waiting for everyone else to get out of his way.
“Greedy,” I whispered.
One dark brow lifted. “You’re calling me greedy?”
“That one’s literally behind you.”
Zel laughed somewhere near my feet.
Something thick at the base of Luc’s cock pressed against me with every thrust, wider than the rest of him and getting harder to ignore. On the next stroke, the swollen base slipped past my entrance and began to expand.
My eyes flew open. “Luc.”
His hands tightened around my hips. “I know.”
“What the fuck is that?”
The pressure grew slowly, stretching me until my body locked around him, and then his cock pulsed hard inside me again. I sucked in a breath as another warm rush spilled deep, only to feel the base swell wider while he was still coming.
“You’re still—”
Luc’s head dropped back against the rug with a strained groan. “Yeah.”
Another pulse moved through him and the knot tightened us together even more.
It bordered on too much, but every tiny shift dragged the swollen base against places that made my stomach clench and my legs shake.
Luc held me steady while his body finished, one hand sliding up my side as if he could somehow keep me grounded through the impossible fullness.
Nick’s mouth pulled into the smuggest grin I had seen all night as he shoved himself back into his pants. “And that is why you weren’t ready for both of them.”
I glared at him through half-lidded eyes. “You could have warned me.”
“You called three demon names in the middle of sex. I figured you were committed to discovery.”
Luc pressed a soft kiss to my mouth while the swollen base held us together. He shifted only slightly beneath me, enough to make pressure drag through my pussy and rip another moan out of me.
I clutched his shoulders. “Do that again.”
His expression warmed with something that looked far too pleased as he rocked his hips upward, his knot pushing deeper inside me. Fuck, that felt good.
Zel dropped onto the rug beside us, his own body slowly shifting back toward human. “You’ve seriously never seen a knot before?”
I looked over at him. “Does it look like I know what the fuck is happening?”
“Fair.” He gestured lazily toward where Luc was still locked inside me. “It swells after we come when we’re in that form. Keeps you connected for a while.”
“That sounds wildly inconvenient.”
Luc shifted beneath me again, and the knot dragged over something inside me that made my eyes roll back before I could finish pretending I had a point.
Zel grinned as he leaned forward and ran his nose along my cheek. “Still inconvenient?”
Nick laughed while Luc adjusted himself beneath me again, his hands settling at my waist to keep me balanced. The movement made the knot press inside of me differently, and I gave one experimental rock of my hips before a small gasp slipped out.
“What exactly were you expecting when you called our names?” Nick asked as he lowered himself onto the couch. “You couldn’t possibly have thought this was going to go normally.”
I managed a tired shrug. “I was curious. Nothing ever fun happens when I call an angel’s name.”
Luc brushed damp braids away from my face. “And how are you feeling now, sweetheart?”
That made me frown. “You don’t usually call me that. Why did you…?”