Page 46 of Sequel to the Easter Bunny

Shaking from the loss, I look up at Jack who studies my face for a long moment.

“Still okay?”

I nod against him, rising up on my knees—and then letting him lift me higher when I can’t quite get all the way up.

I’m so wet, so ready for him, that I almost make it half way down his cock before I have to stop.

Forehead to his chest, I breathe deeply as I work my way up and down again, getting used to his cock.

He doesn’t help me or push me. All he does is hold my hips and murmur gentle words I don’t understand.

When he’s fully inside me, I take a moment to breathe again, and briefly wonder how I’m going to take any more.

Diyo doesn’t give me a chance to second guess what I’ve agreed to. And as they work their slick fingers into me again, I don’t regret anything.

Jack holds me still against him, one arm banded around my waist, the other, slipped between us. He strokes my clit in an easy rhythm, as Diyo works their way into me.

And then, Diyo slips their slender cock against me, working in in gentle strokes.

“Such a good little mortal. Such a perfect toy.” I hear the laughter in their voice, I know they only said it to irritate Jack. “I’m so glad you’ve decided to let me play with her.”

And then, all of my breath leaves me in a single, slow sigh.

Both of them inside me.

Both of them filling me up, sealing me tight with their cocks.

“How do you feel?”

I have to chuckle. “Full.” But “The best kind of full.”

“Good girl.” Jack moves me around, shifting the both of them inside of me. “Let us take care of you, Lily.”

He holds me in place, and they start to move beneath me, inside of me.

They work together so perfectly, so easily. I almost tell them, but Jack’s mouth finds my nipple, and when he sucks, I drop my head back to Diyo’s shoulder.

“Such a pretty little bride, pulsing with that Power.” They nip my ear. “You feel so sweet on my cock.”

Just for that, I reach behind me and this time I’m the one who pinches their nipple.

They snatch my hand away, biting my knuckles. “Wicked little thing.”

And then, there are hands. So many hands all over me. Too many.

I know it’s only four, but it feels like they’re everywhere.

They work together in ways that push me higher and higher.

Diyo’s hand snakes up to my throat. “Do you like this, Lily? Do you like being worshipped by gods who can’t get enough of you?”

“Yes.” The word doesn’t leave my lips, but they hear it.

“That’s what got you into this trouble in the first place,” Jack says, chuckling as his lips find my neck. “Sweet, sweet Lily, irresistible to the gods.”

I don’t argue with him. I don’t want to do anything but let them fill me with this pleasure.

They push me higher and higher until I break. My orgasm tears through me like a bolt of lightning . It makes me clamp down on them so tightly….

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