Page 83 of Sleeping Redemption
A faint hint of apprehension laced Sy’s voice as he asked his question. “And the voices?”
Atlas and Rook attempted to mask their nervous tension, but the palms of their hands failed them. A slight uptick in heat and moisture collected across the surface of their touch and further validated that everyone here was on edge.
Listening intently, the only noticeable thing was the sound of each of their breaths coming and going lightly.
They really must think you’re crazy. I bet they’re ready to subdue you at any minute. The demon tricked you here, the archangel is prepared to strike you down, and your long-lost lover is trying to instill the fragility of humanity inside you. Don’t they know who you are? You’re?—
Promptly, I silenced the thoughts of the Devil by erecting a sky-high mental barrier reinforced by the sensation of having each of my men physically in contact with me.
Turning my head to look at Sy, the strain of shutting out the mental maelstrom must have been visible by the creases on my forehead from the struggle inside me.
“There, but not nearly as loud.” My confession held the weight of my honesty no matter what judgment may come to me for it.
But judgment didn’t come. Instead, Atlas dropped one hand to the side of my neck as he buried his face against the other side. His breath fanned out in a heavy heat against my skin. Using his mouth, he hungrily lapped at my flesh, hitting all the sensitive spots from just below my jaw down to the junction where my neck met my shoulder.
My eyes fluttered for a moment at his sudden, delightful assault. As my lips parted slightly, an appreciative moan slipped out of me.
Sy’s hand on my lower back glided up to the back of my head, fisting my hair with a firm tug so my head was tilted back. He brought his mouth to my ear and whispered, “We’re going to make you scream so loud, you’ll forget all about the voices, Kin.” With that, he nipped my ear, giving it a playful tug with his teeth.
Under the spell of my two angels, it became increasingly difficult to focus on who did what. Add Rook to the mix, and I was fucked. Literally, from the way that things were going.
Releasing my hand, the dark-haired demon slid down my side. His fingers reached under the oversized T-shirt I had on and hooked his fingers onto my panties. In one firm tug, he yanked them down my legs until they ended up around my ankles.
“Let’s see how well you handle us, love,” he challenged as he used both hands to rub up my leg, starting at my ankle. His touch moved with a taunting slowness as he drew closer to my upper thigh.
I grabbed a handful of Rook’s stylishly messy black locks to steady myself as my heart gallopped in my chest. Sylas still held my other hand, though he made it clear he had other plans for it. Unlacing his fingers from mine, he pressed my hand to the front of his jeans.
A rough groan rumbled into my ear from Sy. “You feel that? That’s my cock aching for your touch.”
Within moments of feeling his throbbing erection begging for freedom against his zipper, he released my hair and opened his pants to give me full access. I dove right in, my hand seeking out his dick.
As I began to stroke his thick length, Atlas drew my attention back to him as his mouth sought mine out. It was a powerful claim filled with passion as his tongue speared against mine.
Things escalated quickly from there. Rook shifted behind me, his fingers came between my legs, sliding them along my slit until he circled over my clit.
I cried out from the first jolt of pleasure, and my guardian angel drank it down with his mouth clamped over mine.
My hand squeezed tighter on Sylas’s dick while stroking every hard inch with a hasty need. His hand came over the top of mine as he slowed my efforts down.
“Don’t rush me, Kin. I want to savor every moment of this,” he said before releasing a deep moan.
Atlas finally relinquished my mouth and pulled back with a satisfied grin.
“You ready to let us save you, angel?”
Before I could respond, Rook’s fingers left my clit and dipped two digits into the tight heat of my pussy. My knees quivered underneath me as I shouted out my moan.
“Yes! Fuck, yes!”
Rook pumped his fingers into me several times, each movement sending sparks of pleasure from my core throughout the rest of my body.
“We’re going to put this soaking wet cunt to work.” He chuckled before lifting the bottom of the shirt I wore to uncover my ass and give it a sudden bite. I trembled and stumbled forward right against Atlas’s chest.
Every part of my body was ready to come undone as the three of them surrounded me. Within moments, they were all trying to get their share of me as we moved over to the edge of the bed located a few feet behind Atlas.
Atlas pulled me away from Sy’s cock so he could strip me out of the shirt, leaving me fully exposed and ready for them to adore my body.
Rook’s arm wrapped around my waist from behind as his fingers slipped out of me. It wasn’t long before one finger slid back to the puckered entrance between my ass cheeks. Using the lubrication from my arousal, he slowly pushed one finger into my backdoor.
