Page 67 of In the Devil's Shadow

He thrust a few more times before he stopped, stilling inside my mouth, all the way in so his knot was pressed against my lips. My mouth and throat felt so full I could barely breathe.

“I’m not fucking around with you anymore. Who. Owns. You?” he asked, each word punctuated with a deep, punishing thrust.

We own each other!I mentally screamed, gagging around him and enjoying it like a good little whore. I refused to think of it any other way.My claim on you is just as valid as your claim on me.

“There you go! That didn’t take long,” he said, removing himself from my mouth. He waved his hands, and the rope vanished. Bash laid down next to me, patting my thigh to get my attention. “Ride my face. I want to drown in that cunt.”

I climbed onto his face, hovering above his mouth. He pulled my thighs down, so my pussy and ass smothered him. I tried to pop back up, but he firmly kept me in place.

Itoldyou to sit on my face. Not hover. You’re not going to hurt me, Birdie,he growled through the mindlink, shoving his tongue into my folds.

He ate me with a ferocity that had my thighs shaking. One part of his tongue licked my clit while the other fucked me in tandem. Within a few minutes, I was a quivering mess. I rocked back and forth over his face, riding him as I tipped my head back and moaned. Ilovedwhen he ate me this way—I was in control. My orgasm snuck up fast, hitting me out of nowhere. Bash sucked up my juices before nudging me to move down his body, so my pussy was over his hard, dripping cock. The stubble around his mouth gleamed with my release, and I smiled to myself proudly. He slid me down, so I sat over his cock.

“I want you to pick one of the other guys to come in here. We need a third for what I want to do to you,” he ordered.

“Hmmm,” I thought. Not Desmond. He would likely piss me off more. Mal was an option, but something inside me wanted Zaz, too. “I can’t choose between two…it’s because my body knows it needs three dicks, not just two…”

Bash rolled his eyes at my use of his own words. “Yeah, fine. Mindlink them and ask them to come in here.”

Can you come to my room, please,I linked them separately.

Zaz faded into the room, whereas Mal opened the door, walking in and closing it behind him. They looked at each other, then at Bash and I in bed. Zaz laughed, because he automatically knew where this was going. Maybe he saw it ahead of time or he was just extra perceptive. They both sat toward the foot of the bed, waiting for one of us to explain what was going on.

“Diana feels angry and frustrated about what happened earlier, and she needs to mellow out,” Bash detailed. “I think another orgasm would make her feel better.”

Zaz took his clothes off, dropping them on the floor. He climbed in, sitting on top of Bash’s mouth so he was facing me. Bash’s hands gripped his thick, muscular thighs, and the sight gave me the twat-tingles. Zaz massaged my breasts, grabbing huge handfuls and rubbing them in his palms.

“I’m in,” he said, his face slackening when Bash started eating his asshole. The audible sound of him pleasuring Zaz made me grind on Bash’s hard length so it slipped inside me. “Fuck, your tongues. Eat my hole,” Zaz moaned as he slowly ground his hips.

Open up her asshole, Mal. You’re gonna knot that tight little hole for her and make her feel full,Bash linked us.

Mal came behind me with a bottle of lube in his hand.I’m ready to stuff you, princess. Are you?

“Mhm,” I groaned. Bash’s fingers had found my clit, and the soft strokes on my over-sensitive nub while I rode him weretorture.

Mal pushed one finger into my ass with little effort, working the lube inside me as we eased my hole open. The second finger took some time, but it eventually fit. He scissored them inside me, stretching me so I could try to take his cock. He wasn’t small, and ‘a tight fit’ would be an understatement.

“Mal, lay on the bed while you fuck her ass,” Bash said.

Mal nodded, laying flat next to Bash and turning me so I faced away from him. I lowered myself onto him as his hands grasped my hips, helping my tight hole envelop him inch by inch. Once his knot was pressed against me, I finally exhaled a breath. My asshole stretched around his girth like a tightly wound rubber band. All of the nerve endings there sang with a glorious mix of pain and pleasure that had me buzzing. I salivated when I thought of how good it was going to feel to have his knot crammed up there, too.I’m filthier than a New York City street, damn.

Bash got up, positioning Zaz so he was kneeling in front of me on the edge of the bed, while he stood behind him. “Okay Birdie, Zaz is going to fuck you, while I fuck him.”

Zaz grinned at me.This is going to be fun,he linked me.

Zaz’s dick glowed silver in the low light of my bedroom. I assumed Bash chose this arrangement because he knew I needed a dose of positive energy to help me get over myself and focus on our next steps. Zaz lined himself up, sinking into me with a groan. His strokes were deep, bottoming out every time. Every movement was intentional, not too fast or slow. Mal started to move in deep, measured thrusts beneath me. I felt so full with both of them inside me, it was overwhelming. Every time they rammed into me, a jolt of pleasure ran up my spine. I had only been fucked in the ass a few times before I met the guys, and those experiences paled in comparison. I could hear the snick of lube as Bash quickly prepped Zaz’s ass. He lathered his dick up, slamming himself into Zaz’s ass without any preamble.

“Fuck,yes. Destroy me, you fucking animal,” Zaz said through a deep groan.

I hadneverseen this side of him. He had always been so gentle with me…but knowing he liked it rough, too, had my pussy gripping him. Zaz thrust into me on Bash’s outstroke; the rhythm my guys set made a slow but steady orgasm rise inside me. I never wanted to go back to being fucked by one man ever again–it would never feel this good, this freeing. Each of my guys offered me something unique and different that I craved. They cared about me, made me feel special. A buzz of overwhelming positive feelings took over, ballooning inside me until I felt like I was going to explode. Tears streamed down my face and onto Mal beneath me as I moaned.

“That’s right honey, let it out. You’re a good girl, so good at getting stuffed,” he cooed, grabbing my breasts as he rammed into me.

“She’ssucha good girl–good at taking cock and moaning like my little slut should,” Bash said as he leaned over Zaz, collaring his hand around my throat and cutting off my air supply almost completely.

Hearing them call me a good girl made me melt inside. I craved the praise. Mal snaked his hand around to rub my clit, and the intense sensation made me groan. I saw stars sparkle in my vision.

FUCK!I screamed, coming all over them and coating Zaz’s dick with my release. Zaz came quickly after me, groaning as he let Bash finish inside him. Mal furiously pounded up into me before knotting me and filling my ass.

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