Page 129 of Spit

One of Arlo’s hands moved up, dipping under the fabric of my shirt, traveling from my waist to the side of my breast. I shivered as he cupped the soft skin before finding my nipple and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

My hips arched without thought, my ass pressing more firmly against Arlo’s front. I felt his cock straining through the fabric of his pants. It would be so easy for him to just slip inside. The thought just turned me on even more.

Sev’s tongue continued its steady assault, and his finger dipped inside my entrance. I felt his hand, fist clenched with a finger extended, as he ground his knuckles against me. Deeper. Harder. He thrust inside of me with his fingers, but I wanted more.

As if answering my silent plea, Sev’s thumb brushed the pucker of my ass. The touch was so brief that I had thought it was a mistake at first until he held his thumb there for a moment, allowing me to get used to the sensation before pressing hard enough that the digit slipped past the tight muscles and into my ass.

My core pulsed. I couldn’t breathe or think. I was a ball of sensation.

Arlo tugged my nipple, twisting it as if to get my attention. Sev added another finger to my pussy, and I felt so full.

My orgasm was a wave against the shore, crashing against the cliffs and taking pieces of my sanity with it.

Through the bond, I saw myself through the eyes of the other demons in the room, held up by Arlo and Sev. One behind me and one between my legs.

The sight was enough to send me over the edge again. Another orgasm burst from me, shattering me into tiny pieces.

I felt my pleasure race through the bond and mix with the arousal of the demons in the room before coming back to me. A feedback loop. My limbs seized, and my muscles locked.

Before I could come down, I came again.

Maybe I hadn’t stopped.

I expected to be spent, but the arousal I felt through the bond was enough to fuel me. Sev broke away, wearing a proud grin as he licked my juices from his lips.

Arlo leaned forward, kissing me gently as he removed his hand from my shirt. A silent communication passed between us, and Arlo reached for his shirt, pulling it over his head. His chest was bare, the same alabaster as the rest of him. A smattering of blond hair on his chest matched the hair on his head. Arlo held my gaze as I watched him remove the rest of his clothes, allowing his pants to drop.

I couldn’t help it. I looked down.

I had felt his cock through his trousers, but that hadn’t prepared me for his sheer size.

Arlo reached down, gripping his cock and pumping it from root to tip. His fingers didn’t connect due to the girth, as a single bead of precum collected at the angry red tip.

“Bend over,” Arlo commanded.

I bit my bottom lip, turning to face the other demons in the room, naked save for my shirt. Deciding I was in it for the long haul, I pulled it over my head. I dropped it in the pile of clothes before sauntering to the nearest loveseat, where Trey was sitting. I arched my spine, allowing my elbows to rest on the back of the couch. I put my legs shoulder-width apart.

I didn’t look back, but I saw Arlo’s shadow stalk up to me before his hand gripped my bare ass and pulled one of my cheeks to the side so he could look at my core. I wiggled my ass, drawing a chuckle from the man as he brushed his finger against my entrance to check how wet I was before taking his cock and lining his body up with mine.

My breath exploded from my lungs as Arlo thrust forward. I felt so full I wasn’t sure I took his entirety, but when I felt his thighs brush against my ass, I knew that giant thick cock had disappeared inside me.

I looked up with bleary, pleasure-drunk eyes, catching Trey as he watched us. Arlo rolled his hips, pulling himself out enough that only the tip remained. I felt my pussy clinging to him, reluctant to be empty, before Arlo thrust inside again.

Wordlessly, Trey removed his pants, gripping his cock and stroking it as he watched us with hooded eyes. Every time I let out a moan or squirm, Trey’s concentration seemed to intensify. His gaze was on my face, watching for every sign of pleasure, which seemed to be spurring him on.

Finally, when his cock leaked precum, and his chest was flushed red with arousal, Trey finally approached, standing up from his seat on the couch and arranging himself in front of me—his long weeping cock in front of my face.

I opened my mouth as he pushed the head past my lips. I could taste him. He was salty, but the skin had a distinct clean taste, mixed with a scent that was all Trey.

He fed me his cock, pushing deeper until the head rested on my tongue. I closed my lips around it, allowing my tongue to swirl around him, teasing the slit at the head of his cock. Trey closed his eyes in pleasure as Arlo continued to push inside of me.

They moved in time, one at each end, as they fucked me. My pleasure began to build like wildfire, and my mouth grew sloppy around Trey’s cock. It took everything in me to hold my head up as I felt the walls of my pussy tremor and clench around Arlo’s cock as I milked him.

I let out a cry, muffled by Trey’s cock. Like dominoes, my orgasm set off Arlo, who thrust in deep. I felt every twitch as he unloaded inside of me. I was so wet. So full.

Trey let out a moan, and his cum splashed on my tongue—salty and sweet at the same time. His chest heaved as he pulled himself from my mouth, wiping his cock on my lips so I could clean up any remaining drops with my tongue.

I looked up, and my eyes met Legion’s—naked on the loveseat across from us. I felt Arlo’s cum drip out of my pussy, coupled with my juices. Legion crooked a finger, beaconing me closer. His cock stood straight up.

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