Page 71 of Of Gods and Pain

My jaw drops as his tongue runs up Casmir’s length and through my folds, ending on my clit where he sucks me like it’s his dying wish.

“Oh gods, Em,” I scream, trying to wriggle out of their holds when the pleasure becomes too much. It’s useless, though; they hold me tight as they fuck me with abandon.

Cas pounds himself into me, while Em works pure magic with his mouth as he tastes the both of us. I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked so thoroughly.

It’s fucking incredible.

A strangled moan leaves me as I quiver and attempt to close my thighs from Emrys’s meticulous tongue.

“Em, fuck, please, I can’t. It’s too much,” my voice comes out breathy and high-pitched. His only reply is to suck harder and push in a finger alongside Casmir’s cock, curling it so that every thrust pushes deeply into that divine spot.

My vision falters as I come, harder than I ever have before. I have no sense of anything as the waves of pleasure conquer every part of my body. I swear even my soul writhes, begging to be free of this exquisite torture.

As consciousness falls over me once more, I see Emrys continuing his assault, consuming Casmir’s release as it seeps out of me. My prince stills beneath me, breathing hard. I look over my shoulder, smiling at his blotted skin. Guess I wasn’t the only one tumbling through unknown realms just now. I lean over and capture his mouth, moaning into him while a fresh wave of arousal coats the cock still inside me. My pussy clearly needs an intervention; sure I heal fast, but sore muscles aren’t my body’s top priority, so she’s going to hurt for a while. There’s no way she can take another beating after that.

I’m suddenly lifted from Cas and set on the floor in front of him with my knees beneath me. My prince coils my hair around his hand, yanking my head back and forcing me to meet his eyes.

“I don’t think he’s done using you yet, princess,” he whispers in my ear, settling himself behind me. His other hand grazes my cheek as he shoves two fingers into my mouth, pulling down until I’m laid out like an offering for his captain. The raw desire in Em’s eyes makes me shift.

Gods, I want him to fuck my mouth.

He sees the shift in me, smirking knowingly. “Ready, love?” I nod as much as I can, since Cas keeps me in place. As soon as his fingers leave my mouth, Em shoves his stiff cock to the back of my throat.

My first instinct is to cough, but I desperately want to please him, so I force the reaction down and rub my tongue along his piercings. I look up at him, savoring the way he’s watching me.

Two of the strongest, most powerful males in this realm have me at their mercy; using my body however they wish.

Yet I’m the one in control.

I hold all the power over them.

The realization swims through my gut, energizing me. I wrap my lips tighter around his girth, sucking deeply and making sure he sees how much I want this. He curses to himself, running his fingers along my cheek before grabbing the back of my head and fucking my mouth until I’m gagging. Tears slide down my face, wetting my breasts; the cool air that dries them causes my nipples to harden. I moan at the tingling sensation, and that’s Em’s undoing. His movements turn frantic before he stills, spilling his warm release down my throat. I swallow eagerly, watching as he gazes down at me with pleasure marring his features.

I may be the goddess here, but fuck do I love being forced to my knees and serving their every desire.

I will only ever bow to them.

My males. My soul bonds.

“I will never get enough of you, love,” his voice is relaxed, sated. He reaches his hands out in offering, and I let him pull me up. My knees ache at the stretch, but I barely notice as he kisses me; fire spreads through my veins, and the hollow area in my chest grows smaller. I suck in a breath as Cas pulls me to his lap, temporarily blinding me as he covers my body with his shirt.

“I don’t think anyone will walk in here after what they just heard,” I laugh, settling sideways on his lap and resting my head on his chest.

“I didn’t cover you to hide your body, Nell.” His arms encase me, making me hum softly as he wraps me in his warmth. “You’re shivering.” His words open my senses to the rest of me…I am shivering. It must be cold in here. Or I’m just really hungry. I don’t care, either way; I’m too comfortable in my bond's arms.

Emrys pulls a chair beside us, reaching over to massage my shoulders. I groan, letting them take care of me even though they just fucked me like they hate me.

Cas tenses a little beneath me, and I open my eyes to see him adjusting his hold on me so that his arm is free enough to grab my hand. He rubs it idly, looking deep in thought. I drop my head back, giggling at Em’s skewed face. He grins at me but keeps glancing at Cas like he’s worried.

What is going on with them? They were fine five minutes ago while they stuffed me full. I sit back up, my brows creasing while my stomach turns. I cup my princes face, willing him to look at me.

“What’s wrong, my love?” He bites his lip, searching my eyes for an answer I can’t give. My heart speeds up, panic lining the edges of my being.

“Cas, wha—”

“Marry me,” he interrupts, the words so quiet I’m convinced I heard him wrong. I stare wide-eyed at him, trying to work out what he just said.

“Marry me, Anellah.” Nope, I heard him right.

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