Page 91 of Premonition of Peace

My fingers gripped him hard as I tugged up. He complied with my silent request rising over my body until his lips met mine and I tasted myself on him. My hands roamed over his chest, and I growled half-heartedly in disappointment at the lack of exposed skin.

Pulling away, I rasped out, “I’m the only one naked. You need to fix that. All of you.”

He chuckled darkly. “Anything for you, sunling, especially after the way you came on my tongue.” He pushed away from me, sliding off the bed. I didn’t get to watch him because Lucifer grabbed my jaw and twisted my face back to his. Unlike the others, he could blink in and out of the veil to rid himself of clothes.

“Anything you don’t want to do?” I knew exactly what he meant, and I felt my body clench, already excited and ready again. The ache inside of me needed to be filled or I was going to lose my mind.

“No,” I whispered back. “There’s lube in my closet.”

“Thank you for the offer, little witch.” His lips pulled to the side in a satisfied smirk as he grabbed me by the hips and guided me off of Marcel. Then he turned me around so I was on all fours facing the headboard. “But what good would I be if I couldn’t do this?”

I gasped when I felt a wetness suddenly gather at my core. With little more than a touch, he’d made me slippery for him.

I felt the bed shift behind me before his fingers stretched me in a way that made my next words come out as something more like a groan than a coherent sentence. “That is a wild use of magic.”

My words failed me after that as a second finger joined the first and each thrust had me rocking back to meet it. The stretch was delicious, but it wasn’t enough. The fervor coursed through me, and it demanded one thing and one thing only.

“If one of you doesn’t let me take your cock soon, I’ll lose my mind,” I ground out as I pushed back against Lucifer’s fingers with more force.

Three throaty chuckles sounded from every angle.

“So impatient,” Lucifer said, stilling his fingers and making me bite back a growl.

“She always is when it comes to her pleasure,” Marcel added. I realized that he was at my side right as I caught sight of the swing of his hand just before his palm cracked against my ass. I’d be embarrassed of the sound I made if I were in my right mind.

“I love seeing our witch so cock hungry.” Lucifer leaned forward, his front touching my back as he rubbed a thumb overmy hanging nipple. “Patience. Good things come to those who wait.”

I glared at him and barely resisted telling him to shove his patience. Tired of the teasing, I decided to take matters into my own hands—literally. I pushed onto my knees, ignoring the eyes on me. I knew who was most likely to crack first at this moment and so I wiggled myself around until I faced August. He was on the side of the bed, one knee braced on it, his cock in his hand. With a promising smile, I reached forward and wrapped my hand around his. I got through two pumps before his hand fell away and he let me take over.

I pumped August slowly, my eyes fixed on his face as I watched his expression. If he was feeling a fraction of the hunger the fervor was causing me, I knew this was bliss. So when I pulled away and his eyes narrowed in a challenge, I just grinned.

“Now who’s hungry?”

He arched an eyebrow. “I think it’s my turn,” he said. Lucifer shifted back further on the bed just as August reached forward, grabbing me by the waist. With one smooth motion, he twisted us until he landed on the bed, and I straddled him, chest to chest. His hands gripped my hips, pulling them forward and backward, grinding me against his hard length. I choked out a moan.

August smirked as I moved against him, trying to find friction.

“Good, now scoot down to the edge,” Lucifer instructed, and with August’s fingers digging into my hips, the two of us slid down the bed toward Marcel, who’d stepped back as we got to the foot of the bed. August’s legs were over the edge, his soles touching the ground. Without warning, he flopped back, pulling me forward until my chest was flush with his and I loomed above him, the back of me open to their eyes.

His eyes skimmed mine for a second as I felt other hands kneading my ass. “You sure you’re ready to be with us? All of us? For eternity?”

Eternity wasn’t something I’d thought about much. Death had been looming a little too close as of late. But I knew that completing the bond with him today meant forever. It meant forever with him and with the other two just as intricately tied to me, it meant forever withthem.

“Never been more sure,” I murmured back, brushing my lips over his as I reached a hand between us and lined him up with my entrance. As I sank down on him, I felt it and saw it. The gold thread between us tightened, thrumming with energy as the aurae bond locked between us.

I moved against him and his eyes closed with ecstasy. It still wasn’t done for me, though. I looked behind me and Marcel took me in before he stepped toward the bed. I nodded at him groaning as August’s cock slid in and out of me. I felt a tip prod at my other exposed entrance and a flood of liquid that I knew was Lucifer making sure the stretch would be smooth and comfortable. As Marcel slid home, he growled deep and low, his fingers digging into my ass cheeks as he found the rhythm with my movements over August.

“Fuck, sunbeam,” he groaned out as he pushed in and out of me. “So fucking tight for me.”

I looked to the side of me and reached out my hand for Lucifer, needing his presence to feel like this was complete. He grasped my hand, and I pulled at him until he dug his knees into the bed and knelt beside me. His cock jutted out, proud in the space between us. I turned my head fully and let my tongue slide over his tip. His groans joined the sounds that came from all of us, tangling in the air until it was hard to tell which sound came from who. August and Marcel controlled my movements at myhips, but I found my own rhythm for Lucifer as I dropped my jaw and took him fully in my mouth.

And I felt complete.

“So, fucking perfect, sunling,” August rasped out as he met every thrust from Marcel with a plow of his own. “Clenching around me. I’m going to fuck this pussy forever.”

My sounds vibrated around Lucifer’s length, and he let out a snarl, threading his hands in my hair, taking over as he thrust into my mouth.

All I could do was brace my hands on August’s chest and moan around Lucifer’s cock as I was pounded into from every angle, my body desperately riding the high climbing in me. I was so full it was almost overwhelming, but I couldn’t imagine anything sweeter in that moment.

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