Page 89 of Vengeful Mates

A decision based purely on letting Slade have a taste of his own medicine at wanting to conquer Castor and me all the time.

“Fuck.” Slade conceded defeat with a punch to the mattress. “You did that on purpose, Nurse A.” Retribution sparked in the depths of his steely indigo eyes. “You want to be punished for defiance. Brutal. Animalistic. Like your mating heat.” His words burned with a feverish intention.

My heart clapped her approval and rolled over with her ass in the air. “Willing participant here, Mr. Vincent.”

Slade growled his approval and bit Daddy’s shoulder and neck as if showing me what I was in for.

Castor crept lower, licking at Slade’s heavy, thick cock, taunting him, and my fiery mate’s need hit unbearable. The moment Slade tried to dominate Daddy again, Castor treated him to a nip and pinned his arms at his sides. The two battling gods radiated undisputed power and refused to submit to each other.

Zethan stamped his love along my neck, laving at my ink, worshipping the hellhound tattoo on my arm. “This is so sexy, baby.”

Alaric picked up his pace at my throaty moan, our bond clouding over with heady desire and heat. My tight, swollen breasts begged to be touched, and he satiated that need with ravenous squeezes and plucks of my nipples that had me arching and crying out. Knees weakening at the treatment from my adoring two mates, I wrapped my palm around Zethan’s nape, holding onto him for steadiness.

Castor rewarded Slade’s patience by welcoming his length into his mouth, gliding up and down it.

“Fuck, Daddy.” Slade locked his hand on Castor’s head. “You can give me head any day.”

Castor slapped the side of Slade’s ass. “Same goes for you, Mr. Vincent.”

Slade growled at the use of my nickname. Clearly, that was just for me.

“Condoms please, Daddy,” I ground out, rocking my hips over Alaric’s fingers and Zethan’s burning length teasing my clit with a promise of pleasure. “I want you clean when you punish me.”

Nurse A rules. Safe and unsoiled anal if they wanted anywhere near my pussy. Water cooler horror stories in the ER taught me that. That, and my goddess’ gift.

Daddy crawled to the edge of the bed to get the packet of condoms we used for anal. He gave me a dark, scorching grin as he tore open the foil and slid the latex over his dick.

“Faster.” I guided Alaric’s fingers where I needed them, and grabbed Zethan’s cock, pumping it, telling him how much I needed him inside me.

Indulging my request, he lifted me onto the bed beside my other two men, Alaric edging up with me.

Daddy wet his swollen dick with lubricant, then positioned Slade, legs wide and bare to him, conquered and on his back. Ready to be fucked into oblivion. Castor cradled Slade’s legs to tilt his pelvis up and slid into my fiery mate at a moderate pace, testing his size and the president’s response.

“That all you got, Daddy?” Slade groaned.

Castor slapped the side of Slade’s leg. “I’m just warming you up, bitch!” Hips snapping at the dare, my dark mate drove into the president harder.

Slade’s head fell back, and his eyes rolled as he matched Daddy stroke for stroke on his cock.

Aroused as all hell, I scrambled away from my mates and went to the drawer of toys Slade and Daddy brought for us to play with. Most of the time they used the vibrators on me, but occasionally the men experimented for fun.

On my way back, I found Zethan and Alaric sucking on each other’s lips, drinking the other down, and jerking each other off.

Fucking hell. Tonight contained so many firsts, and I’d remember them not just for the steamy sex, but for the proud faces of my men when they discovered the good news about the babies.

Back on the bed, Alaric pulled away from Zethan to help strap me into the pegging contraption. Zethan slid on a condom and lubed my toy up and grinned at me, getting it ready to surprise my men.

Play time. I flicked on the vibrator and came up behind Castor, skimming my hands up his glistening back, down to his ass, squeezing. Introducing him to the sex toy I brought into the game, I rubbed the glossy head along his crack.

“Fuck, Sorceress, you’re full of surprises tonight,” he grunted, his back and buttocks flexing with each thrust.

“Take all of me, Daddy.” I parted his ass and inserted the buzzing vibrator in slowly.

Power coursed through my veins at Castor letting me take ownership of him when normally he dominated the play.

“Hah! Go, Nurse A.” Slade cheered me. “Peg Daddy good. Warm up his asshole for me. I’ll jackhammer him hard after this. Then I’m coming to teach your pussy a lesson!”

I creamed a little again at his dirty words. More at Castor’s enjoyment of me behind him, matching him thrust for thrust.

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