Page 48 of Raising Hell: MMF Edition

There’s a raging need inside this car that’s smothering all three of us with its intensity. I whine in protest when Amon removes his fingers, but watch in the rearview mirror as he pushes them into Cas’s mouth.

“Our girl is delicious, isn’t she?” Cas moans as Amon slides them between his lips, mimicking the lazy way he was thrusting into my pussy.

His fingers push deeper until Cas gags, saliva pooling at the corner of his mouth and forming a river on his chin as his eyes water. I move my gaze to Amon’s lap, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants.

“Good boy,” Amon purrs, his fingers glistening with spit as he pulls them out. He leaves a wet trail on the skin of my inner thigh as he sweeps through my center again, thrusting into me with more power.

When his touch moves to my clit, I can’t help the moan that crawls from my throat. “Fuck, you sound as good as you taste,” Cas says, leaning forward to watch Amon finger me. “How far are we from home?”

“Just a few minutes,” I breathe as Amon rubs harder, the fabric of my dress becoming soaked as my hips flex. Cas reaches between the seats, palming Amon’s dick through his pants. This time it’s him who groans, pulling his fingers out of me and sucking them into his own mouth.

His other hand grabs Cas’s wrist, using it as leverage as he thrusts against his palm. “Fuck,” he grunts, head falling back on the seat as he sucks on his fingers. There’s a rip and a pop as Cas tears the button off Amon’s pants and destroys the zipper. He seizes him by the throat and pins him in place, pulling his cock out and fisting the thick length.

“Cas,” Amon rasps, his breath cut off by the hand around his neck as he thrusts his hips in a helpless, jerky motion. Doing my best to watch while not wrecking us, I peek down at the angry, red head of his cock, sticky with arousal as it slides through the cage of Cas’s fingers.

He groans a series of low, long curses, his face flushed and teeth clenched. “Cas… fuck,Cas! You’re going to…”

Cas holds him in place as he struggles, the veins in Amon’s neck popping as his breath is restricted. “Look at you, so perfectly ruined for us,” Cas murmurs, tightening his grip as he strokes faster. “Mighty, powerful Amon, begging to come with my hand down his pants. It’s so fucking filthy, isn’t it?”

Another helpless sound leaves Amon’s mouth and Cas chuckles, a low, entertained rumble. “Who knew that deep down, you really are a good boy? Do you need permission to come? Is that what’s wrong?”

“Fuck… you…” Amon grits out, still thrusting wildly as Cas jerks him, all control gone.

“Not tonight, baby. Tonight, we’re both fucking our girl. Tell me, do you want her tight ass or that sweet, soaked pussy?” That’s all it takes for Amon to shout, so loud it vibrates through the car as he comes. A splash of cum hits his chin and more splatters up the front of his shirt. Cas murmurs quiet praises as Amon’s cock throbs in his grip, covering his hand with his release.

“Look at how needy you’ve made our girl,” Cas whispers into Amon’s ear, and I realize I’m rocking in my seat, grinding and desperately seeking friction. The plug in my ass pushes deeper, hitting spots that make colors spark in my field of vision.

Amon’s head lolls to the side until his eyes meet mine, hazy with lust as Cas continues to stroke him. His body is slumped and relaxed, but he’s still hard, and I remember whatthey told me weeks ago.My cock will stay hard for as long as I choose… until I say otherwise.

There’s another sharp zip as I park in the driveway, and I turn around to find Cas stroking himself, his hand coated in Amon’s thick, creamy release. An involuntary whimper leaves me at the sight, and he glances up, mischief dancing in his eyes as he lifts himself off the seat.

“C’mere, Ruby.” He positions himself between the two front seats. It’s an awkward fit, but that’s quickly forgotten as Amon places his hand on the back of my head.

“Suck my cum off his cock,” Amon commands, then pushes me to take him into my mouth. Salty, heady warmth hits my tongue as it swirls, circling Cas’s crown before trailing down his shaft. “You better not waste any,” he warns, pulling me back just long enough to watch me swallow. The taste of him coats my mouth and slides down my throat, and then he’s shoving me down to take more.

Cas’s hips thrust forward as he releases a loud and uninhibited moan. “God, we’ll fuck you so good, my sweet Ruby,” he says, voice gravelly as he thrusts between my lips. “What did you decide, Amon? Which pretty hole are you going to claim on our girl?”

“As much as I want that tight cunt on my cock again, her ass is mine tonight.”

“Fuck,” Cas curses as his hips move faster, my answering groan vibrating up his shaft. His body pitches forward, hand landing on the dashboard for support. “Oh, holy fuck, I need to come.”

“Cas,” Amon warns, but he’s reduced to pure primal instinct now. Wet gags ring out in the silent car as he punches the back of my throat, and he groans as it flexes around him.

“Just let me get the edge off.” Amon’s low growl is supposed to be a threat, but the sound makes Cas shout as hiscock swells in my mouth. Muscles beat against my tongue, cum spraying into my throat and forcing my swallow.

His moans turn euphoric while Amon snarls, grabbing him by the neck and yanking him back. Warmth blasts across my cheek and chin as Amon rumbles a low, “Inside,now.” He stuffs Cas’s slick cock into his pants, a wet spot spreading as his orgasm beats under the fabric.

It’s obscene, and I can’t get enough.

They scramble out of the car, and I follow, makeup streaking my face in dark rivers. Amon’s pants are shredded, and Cas’s are soaked, both of them with clear silhouettes of their cocks perfectly visible.

A loud gasp slices through the quiet.

Old Mrs. Hickory stands in her driveway, staring with her mouth hanging wide open. The darkness of nighttime hides some of our debauchery, but she can see enough.

Okay, that’s an understatement. She sees way,waytoo much

“Evening,” I squeak, turning and ushering the boys towards the house.

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