Page 254 of Rage

“Fuck, your ass feels so good,” the alpha hissed, his face pinching in unholy reverie. The corners of his mouth curved with a rabid grin. “I think I just found my new favorite hobby.”

Riff’s tail coiled around Daemon’s neck like a collar. The hellhound’s brow furrowed at the power move, but he didn’t stop him.

With one last nudge of his hips, Daemon filled Riff up, and the incubus subsequently moaned into my pussy, causing my eyes to roll back into my head.

Something snapped. Probably Daemon’s control, since at that moment, he started to fuck the incubus with savage thrusts, the friction making Riff’s mouth grind violently against my cunt.

It was sloppy, yet somehow coordinated all at the same time.

Pushed to my limits, I came with a scream that filled the entire big top. The audience cheered, and I screamed half-hearted obscenities at them while I rode out the most delicious orgasm I’d ever experience.

Riff lifted his head, and I met his eyes—that hint of blue gleaming from behind the milky haze of his contacts.

His lips silently formed my name, and he reached for me, his dirt-crusted fingers shaking as they brushed my lips. “Beautiful.”

A blush burned under Riff’s fading face paint when Daemon reached around to fist his cock.

“Goddamn, Daemon.” His timbre had a quality to it I’d never heard before, pained with a need that went deeper than lust.

So many years of these three butting heads, resisting that chemistry that was so palpable now I wasn’t sure how I’d ever missed it.

Riff’s body obstructed most of what Daemon was doing to his cock, but I knew just how much pre-cum was leaking from his tip when a wet rope of hot fluid fell onto my foot. This didn’t gounnoticed. Daemon’s strokes were frantic, his motions twisting and turning as the fluid Riff leaked made for perfect lubrication. “What a needy little toy you are.”

“I’m… I’m gonna come,” Riff panted, raw and guttural.

“What do you think, Little Pup?” Daemon turned his attention to me. “Should we let him come?”

Riff was so close to the edge. In this moment he was no longer an entertainer. He was a starving sex demon with an instinctual need to feed and fuck, until that monster inside him was fully sated.

“First, he has to ask nicely.”

Riff blinked at me, his glazed eyes trying to focus on my words. Understanding sparked on the next harsh breath. “Please… Let me come.”

Raff muttered a curse in my ear. “I love it when you make my brother beg for it, Hell Bat.”

I nodded the okay to Daemon who had Riff hovering right there on the precipice. Each stroke of his hand mimicked the motions of his hips as he fucked into the incubus. Riff came with a ragged growl and the next moment cum spurted from him with enough force to paint my feet, my thighs and my exposed pussy.

Daemon’s shoulder muscles bunched, the tendons in his thick neck tightening. He was right behind Riff.

A low whimpering sound wrenched from his throat.

God, that sound. That sweet, swollen sound coming from a ferocious male like Daemon was music to my ears.

I went limp in Raff’s grip, feeling like a deflated fuck doll as he thrust inside me once, twice more. Seconds after Daemon’s release, Raff followed. He throbbed inside me, a hot torrent of cum filling my ass.

His hold on me loosened, and I dropped back onto his chest.

We all sagged in a sweaty pile of tangled limbs as the deafening roar of applause drowned out the final notes of the last song on the track, “Pussy Liquor” by Rob Zombie.

Then everything became white noise.

We were in a tent with an audience of several hundred monsters, but down here in the ring, it was just us. In our own little fucked up world.

I watched, completely mesmerized, as Daemon tilted Riff’s chin to lick the last of my juices from his lips. He then looked to Raff and grinned. “Tomorrow’s show, you’re next.”

I couldn’t help smiling to myself. I’d hoped this would happen.

Daemon was opening up to the twins. In turn, they were allowing him to see past the jokes and the makeup. And at what he found there, he was sinking in deep. They had him now. Hook, line and sinker.

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