Page 35 of Wings of Torment
How badly do you want to taste her, Theo?
At Raphael’s internal words, I break the kiss, trailing my lips down her jaw and into that delicate spot at the curve of her neck. I hover there for a moment, feeling the seconds pass by as if they’re hours. Too long not to touch her, taste her. Have her. The moment my lips touch her skin, sucking her flesh into my mouth, I answer.More than I’ve wanted anything else.
Her body shudders between us, breaths coming out in harsh, shallow pants.
Do you hear that, sunshine? Theo’s desperate for your sweet pussy. What do you say we put him out of his misery?
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This has to be a dream.
It must be, or else my most secret fantasy has come to life right here in the offering tent. Alright, so maybe it’s not my ultimate fantasy, not without a certain house leader missing from the equation, but how can I even think about that right now?
Raphael pulls my shorts down while Theo kisses a path of fire down my body as he settles on his knees in front of me. He’s staring up at me, eyes half lidded and glazed, and I have zero doubts that my own are too. My body buzzes, desperate for him to touch me, to taste me like they keep promising he will, but I won’t beg. I can’t, can I? Once he looks down at the obvious wet spot on my panties, he’ll comprehend my begging without my having to say a single word.
Are we really doing this in here?
Would you rather do it out there?Raphael snags my lobe with his teeth and tugs gently before adding,Think of it like our offering to Remiel. Surely, our divine passion is a far better gift than anything else we might have given.
Theo is still watching me, his hazel eyes shining like liquid honey. He doesn’t touch me, his hands resting at his sides.
If you want to stop, it’s alright. But if you want to continue, by all that is holy, firefly, I need you to say the words out loud. Tell me you want this as much as I do.
My core pulses at the sound of his smooth voice in my head. I need this. Him. Them. It’s all I want in this moment and nothing will stand in the way of it. Not even my own fears. “Taste me, Theo. Please, I—”
He doesn’t hesitate, just leans forward and buries his face in my soaked underwear, kissing me through them. His hands come up to my ass before grabbing the silken fabric there and pulling it down to rest on top of my shorts, which are still wrapped around my ankles, effectively trapping me.
Raphael palms my breasts and murmurs through our bond,Look at how wet she is for you, Theo. Fuck, she’s soaked, aren’t you, sunshine?
I catch the moan in my throat before it escapes, pushing it through our mental connection instead. It’s the only affirmation I can manage with Theo’s head so close to my aching core. I wonder if he can see the wetness I feel on my thighs. They’ve barely touched me and yet I’m already a quivering mess.
Why don’t you show us how long you’ve been wanting a taste, prove how hungry you are. I want to watch her come all over your face.
I feel Theo grin against my thigh, where he kisses a trail up to my aching core and licks the seam of my pussy. While he plays, he frees one of my feet and throws my leg over his shoulder, giving him deeper access. I almost topple over, legs tremblingfrom the feel of Theo’s tongue between my legs, but Raphael catches me.
That’s it. Let him feast, baby, but remember, you need to be quiet. Theo, do your best to make her scream.
He fucks me with his tongue, going far deeper than I’d expect him to and making my head spin. He doesn’t flick my clit like Raphael or even Zeke did. Instead, Theo laps it up like I’m his favorite flavor of ice cream.
I grab on to his curls, pulling him into me until the pressure of his tongue is almost unbearable. It’s all too much. The tension between me and Theo has been building for far too long, and now it’s time to explode. Here, in this place of worship, I come apart for him. “Theo,” I whimper as my orgasm hits and I know I’m only standing because of the two strong angels holding on to me.
But I’m not done.I need more.
I don’t realize that I’ve sent that thought through our internal bond until Raphael chuckles behind me.I think our girl needs to be filled, Theo. Free yourself and lie down on that rug.He wraps his arms around my torso, one hand dipping between my legs.How do you feel about going for a little ride, sunshine?
In a daze, I nod and watch as Theo takes off his pants and reveals his cock. My mouth falls open as it juts out into the air, beckoning me forward, but Raphael holds me back. Theo’s dick is beautiful, and quite possibly the thickest fucking cock I’ve ever seen. The tip glints beneath the flickering light of the candle — pre-cum, most likely, and all I want to do is go lick it up.
Yet as Raphael walks me forward, I realize it’s something else. Metal. My eyes flash to Theo’s, and he almost looks bashful.
I see you’ve found his piercing. Go ahead, baby. Make sure he’s wet and ready for you.
There’s a faint rustling from outside our section of tent. Maybe I should be worried we’ll get caught. Maybe I should suggest wego someplace a little more private. But I don’t do either of those things. Instead, I drop to my knees beside Theo and reach out for his cock. It’s warm and rigid, with two metal balls attached to a curved rod. Gently, I run my thumb over the space where the metal disappears beneath his flesh, and he groans.
Did it hurt when you got this done?
A little.
I let my hand fall to the base of his shaft, trying to wrap my hand around him, but he’s too big. Before I can worry about whether he’ll fit, I dip down and swirl my tongue over the tip of his cock.
