Morrigan
Thunderingbluewavescrashedinto the pristine sandy beaches, sending a cool, misty breeze through the open windows of our honeymoon cottage. But at that moment, I couldn’t care less about the picturesque scene outside. I had a far more fantastic view of Jasper’s thick, red-tinted cock as it disappeared between my thighs.
“Fuck. It’s like magic how well you take it, Fox.” Justice sat on the floor, his face inches from my swollen and flushed folds, watching Jasper’s third round for the day.
I spread my legs wider, as best I could manage, while sitting on top of Jasper and his monstrous cock. Justice’s churning green eyes lit with excitement before he ducked down to suck my clit into his mouth, making me hiss. Jasper continued pounding into me from below. His muscular arms wrapped around me, holding me in place while he worked with Justice to murder me with pleasure. I felt Jasper’s tail wrap around my thigh, gripping tight enough to bruise as he spread me further.
My hands reached up, grabbing Jasper’s horns like handrails that were made for moments like this. I gripped them behind my head, attempting to hold on to my soul as Justice and Jasper worked together until I screamed when yet another orgasm ripped through me. Dark spots danced along my vision, and I would be forgiven for calling this Heaven.
Jasper slowed his thrusts, drawing my orgasm out as his thick cock scraped along my walls. I could feel each pulse of pleasure tightening and squeezing, begging for him to spill inside me. But I should have known breaking the Prince of Lust would be impossible.
Justice had not relented on his torment either, but at least he wasn’t suctioned to my clit anymore. His torture came as feather-light licks, followed by a breeze of cool air. It was maddening, holding my body stimulated until one orgasm flowed into another.
We had been going at this for hours now. My favorite part of being married to a harem of demons; orgies were common.
“Damn it. We missed one.” The sound of Jace’s voice drifted from somewhere.
I barely had the strength to lift my head, but I had just enough to look up and see Jace and Jax standing in the doorway to the bedroom, resembling twins more than ever. Jace had let his dark hair grow out since the wedding, and now it brushed the top of his ears. It was Jace’s beard that helped him to stand out. As soon as he finished becoming a demon, he could choose every aspect of his appearance at will. But I hoped he would decide to stay exactly the same.
Jace rushed onto the bed, using vampire speed to appear before me. I couldn’t help but laugh when I looked down and spotted him on his knees, hovering over Justice while Justice kept giving me feather-light licks around my slit.
Jax made his way to the bed, and our eyes met as I glanced up, still laughing at the thought of Jace dropping and riding on Justice’s back. Whenever Jax looked at me, his eyes filled with a gentle softness that made me feel safe. The expression made my heart skip a beat. He had come so far. He still hesitates to physically touch the group but no longer has problems when we are alone.
“Are you ready to stop yelling ‘spontaneous orgy’ whenever you’re bored?” Jax asked, finding his own amusement to brighten his otherwise broody nature.
I shook my head no, unsure my voice would be steady enough. Nothing could ever make me stop yelling that phrase. It was just too much fun.
“She says she needs more, boys,” Jax smirked, crossing his inked arms across his toned chest.
I looked at Jace, finding a twisted smile that matched Jax’s. Justice responded by giving my clit a sharp nip with his teeth, making me groan before he sucked the sensitive bud into his mouth. I bathed in the fleeting sparks of pain, tasting how they changed the flavor of pleasure. It was like eating seasoned food for the first time.
Jasper’s answer to my request for more came as a sudden and sharp thrust, turning the groan Justice coaxed from me into a long, drawn-out moan.
“Fine,” I said as soon as I could, “but someone’s going to need to feed me soon. I need fluids.”
I was met with hungry enthusiasm, and I would have been disappointed at anything less. Chaos erupted as Jasper picked me up off his cock, only to spin me around in his arms. He turned me, pressing our chests together.
“You don’t even need to ask.” The deep tenor of Jasper’s voice rumbled, sending vibrations through my body. His large hands, each with a handful of an ass cheek, moved me into position so I could slide back onto his thick cock.
We fit back together as if we were never meant to be separated. Jasper resumed thrusting, and I tore into his neck viscously. Our chests vibrated again, but this time it was because of the growl that rose from me when his blood splashed across my tongue. I gave my mind over to the control of the blood lust.
My pointed fangs dug into Jasper’s tough, red, demonic skin. It fought to heal the wounds I caused immediately, which forced me to tear chunks of his flesh free to get a decent stream. I curled my tongue, keeping my healing saliva far from Jasper’s rapidly knitting wound.
He grunted, his grip on my ass slipping.
“Come on, Love,” Jace whispered into my ear too soon after I started. “Give Jasper a break now.” His voice and hand coaxed my attention to the side, where I found another warm neck to sink my teeth into.
Sliding my fangs into Jace’s skin was like butter compared to the demons, but this time, I was met with the same tough skin as my other mates.
“Jace!” I exclaimed, tearing away from the delicious scent of his blood as I pulled back. “You have demon skin.”
Jasper stopped thrusting, stilling with his cock buried deep inside of me.
“I do?” Jace’s hand came up to touch the skin of his neck. I guessed it didn’t feel any different by his unsure look.
“At least on your neck.” I shrugged, letting my eyes wander to his sculpted bare chest.
I reached for Jace, wrapping my arm around his shoulder as I aimed for his chest. I was met with the same stiff resistance of demonic flesh. A single bead of blood rolled onto his sweat-slicked skin, and I licked it from him.