Page 36 of Raising Hell: MMF Edition

Excitement glimmers in his eyes as he bites his lower lip with a very sexy smirk. “Get on your knees for him.”

Cas releases a breathy moan as I slide to the floor, kneeling between his feet. “Like this?” I tease, glancing up at Amon for direction.

“Just like that,” he purrs, standing and shedding his pants.

Forbidden from touching himself because of my command, Cas whimpers and writhes, hips lifting to thrust into the air and desperate for friction as I ask, “What now?”

“Take a taste,” he murmurs, dragging his thumb over my bottom lip and releasing it to pop back into place. Not breaking eye contact with Amon, I grip the root of Cas’s cock and lower my head. Deliberately, I give a long lick across the tip, the tang of his pre-cum making my mouth water at the same time Cas releases another loud, desperate moan.

“Good girls share.” Amon leans down and kisses me, sliding his tongue against mine to get a taste before pulling back and gripping my chin once more. “Now suck his cock like you mean it.” He guides me lower with a challenging stare, daring me to disobey.

Unbridled hunger spreads across his face as I open my mouth and lean in. Cas is a whimpering, helpless mess as I fix my lips around the hard length of his cock and give a light suck.

“Now, Ruby.” Amon clicks his tongue in disapproval as he circles me, his footsteps echoing softly. My body tenses, on edge from knowing there’s a predator lurking where I can’t see him. The warmth of his body presses against mine as he kneelsbehind me, his lips finding my ear as his smoky amber scent surrounds me. “Is that all you’ve got?”

Fingers through my hair, he pushes me forward, my mouth sliding down Cas’s cock. My lips tighten as my tongue swirls around his length, tracing across the seam of his flared head and mapping every vein along the way. I suck harder, drawing my cheeks in, and the sounds that leave Cas are uncontrolled, needy things.

One hand still in my hair, Amon slides the other between my legs, slipping two fingers inside me with a contented hum. “Does sucking his cock make you wet, sweet Ruby?” The only answer I can manage is a grunt, and he pushes my head down further as I gag, tears pooling in my eyes. “You like that, don’t you? Having him buried in your throat when you know I’m going to fuck you from behind?”

A thrill runs through my blood at his words, and I push back against him. His chuckle is low, rolling thunder as he sinks knuckle deep. Orchestrated under Amon’s watchful gaze, my muffled moans and Cas’s shameless whimpers twist into a symphony of depravity.

“Do me a favor, love,” Amon mutters as his fingers slide out of me, replaced by the blunt end of his cock. “Order Cas not to come until he’s told.”

“Don’t do that to me,” Cas whines as I suck up and off his cock, watching it slap against his stomach. He’s harder than I’ve ever seen him, and he tries to reach for it but can’t fight the compulsion.

“Cas,” I rasp, my throat scratchy and worn. His hopeful gaze meets mine, silently begging for release, only to falter as I say, “You will only come when given permission.”

His head thunks onto the bed just as Amon slams forward, seating himself inside me in a single push. He’s huge, thicker and longer than Cas, and I call out as my body is jolted.Amon stills, pressing a kiss to the nape of my neck and scraping his teeth across the sensitive skin there. “Better get to sucking,” he mutters, and I nod as I slide my lips down Cas’s cock.

After letting me adjust to his size, Amon withdraws before driving forward again, not giving me any relief from the punishing power behind his movements. He builds into a deliberate rhythm, guiding my head up and down and forcing me to match the pace he uses as he fucks me. Soon, Cas is writhing and moaning, thrusting into the warmth of my mouth as he chases his denied release.

The way Amon handles me has me burning alive, his imposing size and the rhythmic roll of his hips hitting all the right spots. His other hand teases down my body, tracing over my breast with a delightful tickle before giving a light pinch to my nipple. My cries are muffled as Cas fucks into my mouth, pegging my gag reflex until tears are streaking my cheeks. “Good girl,” Amon purrs as his hand skates lower, grazing over my clit in a barely-there touch that hits me in a shock.

Everything is fuzzy and tingling, on edge like electricity is being shoved through my veins with more power than I know how to handle. Skilled fingers swirl around my clit, my legs trembling as a tense, scorching ball of tension builds deep inside me.

White hot fire and desperation.

Heat licks at my limbs as I push back to meet his thrusts, encouraging him to take me harder. Reduced to my instincts, all that remains is the primal desire to chase this feeling… this absolute need for release.

“Come here,” Amon commands, and Cas doesn’t hesitate, lifting his back from the bed. “Hold her there.” There’s a quick loss of touch that’s quickly replaced as Cas weaves both hands through my hair, holding me in place as he thrusts into my mouth.

They shift above me as Amon grabs him by the neck, dragging him forward into a kiss that Cas moans against. “Please,” he whispers, thrusting faster, more shallow, and Amon’s fingers on my clit speed up as I buck underneath them. “Please, A,please.”

“Such a beautiful beggar,” he murmurs, and Cas’s answering whimpers are divine. The intimacy of their kiss, knowing it’s happening above me as they take me from both ends, is too much.

Sparks chase each other up and down my spine as the pressure coils, spinning itself tighter and tighter until it strains. Everything is restrictive, like my skin might explode from it, and I’m hovering in that space where time stands still as my body curls in on itself.

The thread holding me together frays and creaks, cords popping and breaking loose as the whole thing threatens to snap at any moment.

“It’s time, Cas,” Amon says, voice deep and full of power, “time for you to let go. Come for me now, baby. Give our girl what she wants.”

Another cord severs at his words, and I’m barely holding on.

Cas slams forward with a shout, the beating of his cock a heavy thump against my lips as he comes into my mouth. The first salty blast showers the back of my throat, and that final, flimsy cord breaks free. All that pent-up pressure reaches its breaking point, and ecstasy floods my system in a rush so intense, I almost black out.

My muscles clench around Amon, constricting in a flutter that spreads through my body, shaking my limbs and making my head too heavy.

Cas moans as he thrusts, cum leaking out of my lips and trickling down my chin as I call out around his cock. Amongrunts a low series of curses as he bottoms out, the lingering contractions of my release pulsing as he spills deep inside me.

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