Page 142 of Deliver us from Evil

“Fuck,” he growls. “You’d better come with me.” He grinds into me, filling every inch of me with his cock.

I let out a breathless yell, my back arching off the couch as I climax.

“God,” he groans. “You’re so fucking tight.”

One last thrust has my mind coming loose. Zach fills me with his load, and it dribbles down my slit as he pulls out. When he slams back I let out a sob.

He sits back, stroking a last bit of cum from his cock as he watches me shivering under him.

Then he reaches out blindly and grabs hold of Apollo. “You’re up.”

I lift my legs, squeezing my thighs together. Apollo hesitates, eyes going wide. He opens his mouth as if to ask if I’m okay, and I let my legs fall open again.

He’s between them a second later. His cock slides inside me while Zach’s cum is still leaking out.

This couch is ruined.

But I don’t give a fuck.

I push onto my elbows, let Cass smooth sweat-slicked hair from my face, and then grab Apollo’s head for a kiss.

Apollo thrusts deeper into me. Deeper. Deeper. I lift my legs and wrap them around his waist, and force him in the last bit.

“I love you, Trinity,” he murmurs.

“I love you too,” I whisper back.

We meld together as he gives me a deep, breathless kiss. He pulls back, thrusts into me again.

“But…uh…”

I frown. “What?”

He gives me a grin. “Doggy style?”

I need their help to flip over. My legs are rubber and my knees jelly. But they get me on my hands and knees, and make me share kisses between Zach and Cass as Apollo rubs his cock over my pussy, hunting out my slit.

When he thrusts into me, I let out a strangled gasp of pleasure.

Zach reaches for my clit, but Apollo slaps his hand away. “Mine.” It’s the closest to a growl I’ve ever heard coming from his sweet mouth.

I laugh, and that earns me a hard slap to my ass. I moan and rest my head on the couch like the good girl I am.

Apollo thanks me with a groan and a series of hard, deep thrusts that send me spiraling toward another climax.

He comes before I do, giving my ass another hard slap. But he stays inside me as he starts strumming my clit. I push my legs a little further apart, groaning into the cushion as my climax speeds closer.

“What the fuck is going on?”

Apollo yanks his dick out of me. I go onto my knees, grabbing on the back of the couch for support as I try and focus across the living room floor.

“Do you know what fucking time it is?” Reuben growls.

“Half-past three?” Cass says.

“We’ve got to be at the doctor in five hours.”

He’s wearing a thick robe, and when he walks closer, it’s with a heavy limp. His hair is disheveled, his eyes darkly shadowed.

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