Page 70 of Found In Destruction

“Are we interrupting something?” Azazel asked, eyeing up the donuts.

“I’m just teaching Diana decent manners, and how to not act like a spoiled, entitled brat,” Desmond commented, as if he was doing something mundane like reading a book or folding his laundry.

“Carry on then,” Bash said, waving his hand. “We’ll sit here and supervise.”

Don’t help her, I want to see this play out,he linked me.

Same.I had to take a nap with her ass rubbing all up over my raging hard on. Ineededthis.

“Zaz,” she whined, pouting at him. He and I were definitely the weakest links of the five of us, but he wasn’t invested like I was. She chose her mark well.

“No, I’ll have to agree with Desmond. I heard the whole thing from the other room.” She scowled at him, but he just smiled back. “I’malwayslistening.”

Be sweet to him, and you’ll get it faster, I suggested.

She kneeled between his legs, running her hands up his jean-clad thighs. “I’m so sorry… Can I please have my donut now, oh powerful, merciful demon?”

His horns popped out, and his eyes glowed a sharp gold. “Open your mouth.”

She complied, and he ripped off pieces of donut and fed them to her one at a time. With every piece, the smell of her arousal intensified, eventually hitting me like a brick.

Are you using your pheromones?I asked Bash.

No, she’s just really turned on right now,he replied.

After the first five pieces, Desmond stopped. “There’s a crumb on your lip,” he said, using his thumb to swipe it off and push it into her mouth. “Suck it off.”

I saw the fiery defiance in her eyes a split second before Desmond’s tail cracked through the air. His shadows swirled around Diana’s neck, pulling her up so they were face to face. The wordless faceoff between them had me on the edge of my seat, wishing I had some popcorn. I secretly loved when she was a stubborn, bratty girl.

“Biting me must have felt good, huh?” he asked her, as he pulled his thumb out of her mouth.

“Of course it did.” She grinned at him and sat back on her heels.

“Well, I hope it was worth it.” He waved his hand, and the donut in his hand and box disappeared.

Anyone have a good punishment idea they’d like to throw out there?Desmond linked us all.

Hmmm, I feel like a spanking isn’t enough…Bash said.

Wait what’s going on?!Ares shouted through the link.Guys, you said you’d wait for me!

Um, we tried, but Diana bit Desmond. Blame her for missing out.Az threaded his fingers through his hair. It was shorter, a bit past shoulder length now, but still curly and shiny.

Orgasm denial really ruffles her feathers,I commented.She’ll hate you for it, but once you let her come, she’ll forgive and forget.

“Guys, stop mindlinking without me. What are you talking about?” Diana whined. She tried to get up, but Desmond’s shadows held her down on her knees.

The door to the bedroom flew open, and Ares crashed into the bed with his super speed, landing in the only free spot in the middle next to Bash. “I never wished I had the ability to fade more than I do right now. You guys started without me!”

“Yeah, and if you don’t calm down we’ll finish without you too. You’ll sit in this chair and watch,” Desmond snarked. With his horns and tail out, he looked so…evil. Like hot, sexy evil.

Ares sulked, but settled in. Diana’s punishment, whatever it was, would be epic. Once Desmond got something in his head, he always went through with it. And he had a reputation to uphold as the most dommy demon that ever dommed. Hell forbid he slacked on it now when it mattered.

“I just wanted a donut,” Diana lamented. She averted her eyes to the ground, and her hair fell into her face. Her lips curved into a pout I wanted to kiss and make better…or bite. I wasn’t sure yet.

Desmond ran his hand through his hair as he watched Diana’s change in expression. “Diana, I’m sorry.” Four heads whipped around in his direction. Something wasn’t right. “You’re tired and we have all these things going on. I should have let it go, dollface. Come up here, let me make it up to you.” Desmond patted his lap, and she hopped up, placing her knees on either side of his to face him. He snapped his fingers, and her clothes appeared in a pile on the floor.

“You’re right. Today was a really long day, and I just wanted a donut. You should finger me as an apology, because actions speak louder than words,” she suggested in a saccharine voice. The only sign of Desmond’s annoyance was the swish of his tail behind him. I only noticed it because I was the number one cause of it, until Diana came along.

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