Page 32 of Of Nine So Bold

His fingers curled, making a fist of my hair. Guiding me to his cock, he thrust between my waiting lips.

I moaned, all my other senses vanishing as my body wholly submitted to being taken in this way. I was a mindless creature of need. Of fucking. I knew nothing beyond the fact I craved them inside my body.

And gods help me, I’d never felt so pent up, so frantically overwhelmed by my need for release in mylife.It was like I’d never come before. Like I’d die if I didn’t get relief right now. Like I?—

Gray skin flashed at the corner of my gaze. The demon was beside us. His body quivered with tension. His fiery gaze was riveted on me.

But it wasn’t anger on his face. It was desire. With one hand, he stroked his enormous cock, pumping himself in time to my other men’s thrusts.

Below me, Lars’s grip shifted, supporting my weight, and I couldn’t resist the implicit invitation. Instinct was in control of me now. In control of us all. I was nothing but my dazed and insatiable need for release, and it drove me to reach out, straining to touch the demon no matter how much I knew he wanted me only for himself.

But then, he was letting the others fuck me too, wasn’t he?

At my motion, the demon groaned, half-falling to his knees at my side. My hand took his cock, his girth so massive, I couldn’t wrap my fingers all the way around.

That didn’t stop me. As I licked and sucked Clay, I slid my hand along the demon too. His hips jerked instinctively, thrusting while his clawed fingers scraped lightly up and down on my spine.

It was so possessive. So dangerous, too, given how wickedly sharp I knew those claws to be. The sensation sent hot quivers of vulnerability twisting through my body, stoking my pleasure higher.

Gods, how had I ever thought I wasn’t his as well? It was so clear right now. I was his. Theirs. And they were mine. And we… oh gods, we…

Hot and demanding pressure coiled between my legs, growing quickly.

We… we needed to be closer… we…

The pressure built higher, taking over my core. My breasts. My mouth and lips where Clay was fighting not to jerk deeper than I could take him. My thoughts drown in the buzz building up inside my head.

But I had to… gods, I had to take them all even… evendeeper.Not into my body, but into my…

The pressure broke like it was struck by lightning. My orgasm ripped through me, obliterating my thoughts, my senses. I was weightless in a world of blinding light and kaleidoscopic color. I was nothing but a mindless being floating on tingling waves of pleasure that had finally, finally found me.

Slowly, awareness of my body returned, all of it awash with soft, fuzzy release. My men still held me. Lars’s hips jerked as the last of his cum pumped into my clenching pussy. Casimir gripped me, his cock twitching with his own release. My throat convulsed, instinctively swallowing, but it wasn’t just Clay’s cum I tasted in my mouth.

I tensed, realizing my fangs had sunk into his cock after he came.

Clay’s fingers tightened on my hair. “Fuck, baby, don’t stop,” he urged, his voice shaking. “This is the hottest thing I—” He groaned, clearly fighting to stay still in my mouth. “I’ve ever…”

I took one more gulp and then retracted my fangs as his cock began to soften. Licking him carefully, I sealed the wounds.

He shuddered, sagging back onto his heels. “Holyshit, that was incredible,” he whispered to himself, his eyes dazed.

As Casimir and Lars eased from within me, a satisfied grunt came from nearby. I glanced over to find the demon still at my side. Hot, thick ropes of his cum coated my arm and back, all of it glowing faintly with orange flecks like embers, as if it was burning from the inside. With one massive hand, he reached out, smearing the sticky release over my back, my sides, my breasts and ass, like he was intent upon it covering every inch of my skin.

“Think the big guy is claiming you, baby,” Clay continued, still sounding sex-dazed. “That’s fucking hot too.”

Staring at the demon, I nodded, my body tingling. Even after the intensity of my orgasm, a tiny coil of heat still gathered in mycore at the feeling of his release marking me. Of how it sparked with magic as it absorbed into my skin.

But if I could have itinme…

The thought seemed to take control. Instantly, I sank back into a sitting position, and my legs fell open in offering.

The demon grinned, his eyes tracing a line from my breasts to my wet core. “Mine.”

I hesitated, tensing. Did that mean he wasn’t going to continue sharing?

He seemed to see my apprehension. His eyes narrowed, flicking to the others. I held my breath, bracing for what he’d do or say.

Pushing to his feet, he stalked toward me. My body responded instantly, like instinct was still driving my muscles instead of my brain. Leaning back onto my elbows, I arched my back, pushing my breasts toward him while my legs spread wider. Wet, hot need pooled between my legs, making me ready to accept his cock. I didn’t even know if he’d fit, but I ached for him to try.

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