Page 127 of Their Will be Done

Yeah, fuck, Imusthave the Devil inside me right now.

What the hell else is there to explain why, when Zachary reaches the top of my pussy and flicks his warm, wet tongue against my clit, I force myself against his mouth hard enough to make myself come?

I’m so lost in my own climax, I barely notice that I’m gripping Cass and Apollo hard enough to make one curse me, and the other come.

Warm cum trickles down the back of my hand when my eyes flutter open a second later.

Cass eases my fingers off his dick, muttering something about keeping me the hell away from him. Apollo, on the other hand, ducks forward and steals my mouth from Reuben. Then he makes my hand move harder, faster.

“Fuck,” he murmurs, breaking off our kiss.

And then he leans back from me, a wicked grin sliding off his face as he urges my movements to slow. His gaze flickers to Zachary, and then down to my pussy.

Another silent command.

One I understand when Zachary ducks down and sucks my clit into his mouth.

I gasp as blissful agony shoots through me. I shove a hand in Zachary’s hair, only realizing a second later that it’s still covered with Cass’s cum. But then nothing matters anymore, because I’m pushing Zachary’s mouth harder against my clit as I buck up to meet him.

While Apollo uses my hand for his own pleasure. His groan comes seconds before he does, and then that hand is coated with his cum too.

Zachary nips me with his teeth, and another climax comes charging toward me. A gasp rattles through me as I arch my back, fully expecting another spectacular orgasm to tear through me.

Instead, he moves his mouth away and shoves a finger inside me.

“She’s ready,” he says.

He looks up at me, and for possibly the first time ever, a genuine smile spreads his lips.

“This will hurt more than anything you’ve ever felt,” he says. “But you’re going to bear it, because he fucking loves you. Hear me?”

My heart stutters a beat.

Reuben relaxes the arm he’s had slung around my throat the past eternity and instead grabs a breast, squeezing it mercilessly in his strong hand. I whimper, turning confused eyes on him.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs, and then nuzzles his face into my hair. “I should have said something.”

“You…?”

I can’t even.

It doesn’t make sense.

We’ve only…like…

I go limp.

I can’t fight this anymore. It would take another three of me to even try. I just don’t have it in me.

“Hmm,” Zachary murmurs and then goes back to his knees. “I liked it better when you were fighting.”

Then he slaps the inside of my thigh with a hand. I gasp, but barely flinch.

“You come once and you’re useless after?” he says. “That’s not good enough, Trin.”

He ducks down, scraping his teeth over my skin hard enough to leave behind ridges. I squirm, but that’s all I have the energy for. “Where’s your fight. Where’s that spunk?”

“All over my fucking hands,” I say, holding them up. “And your hair.”

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