Page 123 of Married to the Devil

I hear movement and realize I’ve closed my eyes as the wave of heat running through my body starts to take on a painful edge again.

“Please, please,” I beg.

Ben moves away from me, removing his fingers.

“No!” I cry, but a large palm presses against my chest to keep me stationary and push me flatter against the pillows as a sob builds. There’s a blurry dark shape above me now.

“You should give her mouth something to do while I take my time. She’s never taken a knot, and I don’t want to hurt her.” Stoneheart is the ominous shape over me, his wings high and his hand over my heart. I swear I feel how pleased he is by my needy squirming. His other hand lifts one leg to more fully bear my needy center.

“I’m so empty,” I say.

“Not for long,” he promises and presses his cock against me. I’m so slick from the potion and probably from Ben’s seed earlier, but it still takes a moment for my body to accept him.

The fervent sound I make when I give way around him resonates in my chest. The bite of stretch is a welcome friend at this point.

“You smell delicious, firefly,” Stoneheart says. “Maybe we should keep you in this state. Hot and bothered for us, begging for relief.”

I shouldn’t be thrilled at his words. Being like this forever would be painful. But it’s thedesirethat hooks me. The thought of them wanting to do this with me forever.

Ben’s fingers slide through my hair, his hard length bare next to my cheek, and I open my mouth to accept him. He moans, and the pleasure ricochets through me. The hot velvet skin of his cock against my lips is a delight while being used by the two of them.

Stoneheart’s movements are slow and rolling as he sinks deeper inside me. I feel him bottoming out, the limit of my body stretching around him, and I haven’t even felt the press of his knot yet.

Worry creases my brows, and I let Ben’s cock fall from my mouth.It will fit, right?I could have sworn Stoneheart had ground his knot against me before.

“Just need to work your body up to taking all of me,” Stoneheart says as if he can read my mind instead of only the expressions on my face.

On the next thrust, his cock sinks deeper inside me, proving he’s right. The dull throb of pressure heralds of greater things to come.

“So very accepting,” Stoneheart says as his thumb starts to stroke slow circles. My body shudders and gives him more. I’ll give my mate everything he asks of me.

When his knot barely touches the delicate folds of my pussy, I moan in victory.

Ben presses his cock to my lips again as if he can’t stop himself or to distract me from what’s coming.

Stoneheart groans as the hard swell of his cock grinds against my pussy. The all-encompassing pressure against my entrance and clit has me moaning deeply around Ben’s cock.

“Fuck, Stella,” Ben says, his head tilting back. “I’m not going to last if you keep doing that.”

Stoneheart eases away before pressing forward again, the beginning width of his knot starts to burn, but each careful rock of Stoneheart’s hips keeps the sensation manageable as he makes my body softer for him to take.

“That’s it, look at how beautifully you take me,” Stoneheart growls

Ben pulls his cock from my mouth to let me do just as Stoneheart orders. The sight of his knot, angry and flushed, disappearing into my body has me tensing without meaning to.

The sting of the stretch grows, and I whimper.

“Easy, firefly. Almost there,” Stoneheart coaxes. His body is tight, the hand he has against my chest flexes like I’m testing his iron control.

Ben returns to my mouth, pressing past my gag reflex. I take him, needing something else to focus on other that the sharpening pain even as I try to relax. My tongue strokes the underside of him in hard flicks.

Ben curses and groans. His cock pulses, and his release flows over my tongue. He falls away, stealing his hardness from me. Stoneheart wraps his hand around my throat and kisses me deeply. His tongue savoring the flavor of Ben, the mix of us.

I moan into his mouth and cant my hips up, pressing him deeper.

Stoneheart breaks the kiss and growls deep and uncontrolled. My body responds, becoming even more pliant in my need, and his knot slips the rest of the way in on a rush.

I can’t breathe.

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