Page 84 of Deliver us from Evil

And fuck it, I do.

He looks back at me, mouth open, and puts his hand on the mark I left on his cheek.

“You didn’t just do that,” he murmurs.

Everyone stops.

“Cass, I’m—”

But then he ducks his head and I can’t get another word out.

I lose myself in his kiss, feeling Apollo’s dick throbbing in my hand as I hang on for dear life.

Zach starts stroking my back door again, and my body starts to tremble. Cass pulls back, pushes open my jaw, and turns my head.

Apollo doesn’t quite make it inside my mouth. He shoots cum all over my lips and chin, and then tries to pull back, biting his bottom lip.

So I dart forward and close my lips over his cock, fitting as much of him as I can into my mouth, and licking him clean.

He lets out a low groan, his fingers sliding into my hair, tugging me down another inch.

Hands grab my breasts. Squeeze. It takes me a second to realize it’s Reuben. He wants my attention now, and I have no choice but to give it to him.

Especially when he drags me off Zachary, lands on his back, and puts me down on top of him.

My legs go to either side of his hips, and I drop my head when I feel cool air over my pussy. I’m spread open, perfectly poised for Zach and Apollo and Cass when Rube shoves the first inch of his cock inside me.

A hand caresses my ass. Slaps me—hard. I turn around, expecting it to be Zach…but it’s Apollo.

I lock eyes with Zach, and he moves around me on his knees.

Rube pulls his dick out and uses the crown to massage my clit. And then he grabs a fistful of my hair and drags me down for a kiss.

Which sticks my ass right into the air.

So no surprise someone licks me from pussy to ass and then sticks their tongue inside me. I whimper into Rube’s kiss, and he pulls back my head as if wondering what’s going on.

I can’t even look back. I have no idea who’s tongue fucking me. And when a second mouth joins the first, I have even less of a clue who’s doing what back there. But when Zachary comes into my peripheral view stroking his dick…

Well, it could only be Apollo and Cass back there.

One of them shoves a pair of fingers inside me. Fuck, for all I know, they each have a finger in there.

My mouth falls open, bliss quivering through me as Rube keeps rubbing his dick over my clit.

“Fuck, I’m getting close,” I warn him. Them.

They don’t listen.

They don’t fucking care.

Whoever’s fucking me with their finger, they start picking up the pace. Their hand thumps into my pubic bone, sending a violent pulse through me with each impact.

There’s a mouth on my clit now. A tongue that keeps lapping against my entrance. Another finger on my back door.

When Rube tightens his fist in my hair and shoves my head to the side, my mouth is already open for Zach’s dick.

Not because I was expecting Rube to force me to suck him, but because I’m gasping for air.

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