Page 106 of Mercy & Her Devils

Antonio’s eyes widen, as he watches me. “Fuck.”

I squirt a large dollop of lube onto the plug, rubbing it along its length. I soothe my hand over Antonio’s leg, kissing his sensitive inner thigh.

I look up at him, and he’s watching me with a heated look and trust that makes my breath hitch.

With deeper confidence, I pull aside one side of his cheeks, revealing his pretty little hole and slip the plug into his ass.

I watch in fascination, as the tail twitches at the smallest movement.

Immediately, I switch the tail plug onto its highest vibration setting by a button at its base.

Gabriel told me to, after all.

The vibrator whirs loudly.

Antonio gasps in surprise, jerking his knees up like somehow that will help.

“Fuck…” His eyes flutter shut.

“Too much?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “A lot but not too much. I need to come.”

And this is my moment.

I steel my expression, before I cage him.

I lean down to kiss Antonio, and his eyes snap open. He kisses me desperately like he can distract himself from the vibrations that way.

When I pull away, he follows me with his mouth.

I push him back with a hand on his chest. “You can’t come yet.”

Antonio’s brow furrows. “I don’t think that I’ll have a choice.”

“But this is the mercy game. You need to prove yourself to me.”

His hips are humping up and down now, desperate for friction. “How? Anything.”

“Prove you’re mine.”

“You could take my Soul right now.” Antonio’s shaking, leaning into Lark’s touch, as Lark caresses his cheek.

“Then only come, when I tell you.”

All of a sudden, Antonio cottons onto the game.

He lets out a broken laugh. “You cruel devil. I love it.”

I hoped that he would.

Gabriel’s palming his crotch, as he watches us together with dark eyes.

I lie on Antonio’s hard chest, enjoying feeling the vibrations as they travel through him, even in the way that he trembles and struggles with the decision of whether to rub his dick against me or to move as little as possible and so hold back from coming.

He loops his arms around my neck, but his own neck is thrown back.

He’s caught between heaven and hell, but by the way that he’s smiling up at the ceiling, it’s just where he wants to be.

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