Page 49 of Raising Hell: MMF Edition

Her head falls to one side as she offers an awkward wave, and as we’re hustling inside, I hear her mutter, “It’s always the quiet ones.”

Amon pulls me along by the hand, making it through the door and into the bedroom. “On the bed, Cas.” He is eager to obey as he drops to the mattress, cock straining against his pants. Amon growls again and a tingling rush of magic hits me as Cas’s clothes vanish. His lean, muscular physique looks like it’s carved from marble, muscles tense and erection pointing straight up at the ceiling.

Amon pulls me against his solid body, forcing my groan as he captures my mouth, his tongue twisting with mine as his hands explore my curves. “I’m going to take this out now, okay?”he says as he pushes on the plug. I nod, and he rumbles a deep, sexy hum as he patiently slides it out and replaces it with two slick fingers.

Gently, they thrust into me, scissoring as he gauges how much more prep I need. A third finger slips in, and I whimper at the fullness as he mutters praises. “Look at you, being such a perfect girl. Just a few more minutes and you’ll be ready for us. Is that what you want? To be stuffed full of two demon cocks?”

The sound that leaves me is a wanton, needy thing. “I need it,” I whine, and his chuckle is deep against my mouth as he kisses me again.

“And you’ll get it… whatever you want from us, you’ll always get it. Don’t you understand that, Ruby?” I pull back for a moment, catching the fiery, raw honesty in his eyes. “Anything you ever desire, whatever you require, from now until the end of eternity. It’s yours, baby, and you never even have to ask.”

“I love you,” I whisper, and his face blazes with intensity as it leaves my lips for the first time. He doesn’t say them back, but with Amon, actions mean more than words ever could.

Heshowsme.

His insatiable lips devour mine, worshipping and dominating, leaving no space for conversation. Finally, he withdraws his fingers from my body, guiding me towards the bed.

Cas gazes at us, his eyes heavy-lidded and thick lashes creating a veil over his intense stare, while his hand moves leisurely along his shaft. Amon stands behind me, ears against my lips, as he asks, “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” I breathe, knowing they need to hear it.

My knees drop to straddle Cas’s hips, the slick tip of his cock nudging between my legs. When I reach for the zipper of my dress, my hands are tugged away. “This stays on,” Amon says, “with a few adjustments.”

His hands seize the neckline, yanking it downwards with such force that the fabric rips apart, baring my breasts and allowing them to overflow from the torn material. Cas pushes the hemline of the skirt until it bunches around my waist, exposing my naked lower half.

“Much better,” he says with a grin, his cock flexing between us. The flutters in my stomach take flight at the sight of that beautiful smile, and I press a kiss to his soft, pink lips. “I love you.” His levity vanishes as his expression turns serious.

“You are ours, Ruby. Forever.” He positions himself, his cock pushing against my entrance as he meets my eyes.

“Forever,” I agree, and he thrusts up at the same time he pulls me down, seating himself in a single motion. Our moans blend as he holds me in place, his mouth exploring mine, while I relish the exquisite stretch.

The bed dips as Amon climbs on behind us, and I lift my torso to glance over my shoulder at him. “Are you ready?” His voice is deep but gentle as his fingers tickle up my spine, and I nod.

“More than ready.” Palms on my back, he guides me forward until my chest is flush against Cas. Nerves pound inside my body, and I’m anxious, but not scared.

My demons would never hurt me.

Heat presses against my ass and thighs as Amon inches closer, the unmistakable pressure of his cock against my hole. It’s slick with lube as he slides the tip up and down, gently rocking as my muscles relax. “If at any point it gets to be too much, all you have to do is say stop.”

“Right.” I draw in a steadying inhale, countering the sting of the stretch as he pushes forward. “These days I forget about compulsion.”

Amon’s sudden stillness behind me is unnatural, then the heat of his skin burns along my back as he leans forward. “No,”he says, a touch of power in his tone. “Not because of fucking compulsion, Ruby. If it’s too much, you speak up and it willstopfor no other reason than we love you. Tell me you understand that.”

Tears pool in my eyes at the sincerity in his voice. Cas places a sweet palm on my cheek, pushing our foreheads together. “Magic or not, you run the show.”

“Thank you… both of you.” I swallow hard, meeting the dark eyes over my shoulder. “I understand, Amon.”

“Good girl,” he purrs, inching forward and breaching my ring of muscles, sliding the crown of his cock inside me. My head throws back as I call out, my nerves on fire with the fullness. He drives his hips to push himself deeper, my entire body lighting up, buzzing and tingling, like electric sparks dance across my skin.

“Fuck, I can feel your cock,” Cas groans, twitching and flexing underneath me as he fights the urge to move. “Amon… goddamn, that’s fucking amazing.”

Amon’s breath is heavy as he penetrates me with tiny, careful rocks of his hips. “Are you okay?” he asks, and I love the hitch in his voice—love that I’m the one who put it there.

“Perfect,” I whisper, and he releases one of those deep, naughty chuckles that I’ve grown to love so much. The deeper he sinks, the more my body comes alive, knowing I have both of my demons inside me.

Amon’s hand wraps around my hipbone, and he murmurs, “Almost there,” right as his hips slam forward and his skin sits against mine.

“Fuck, fuck,fuck!” Cas yells, the back of his head digging into the pillow. “It’s so fucking tight.”

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