Page 61 of Mortal Desires

He shook his head, standing up to his full height. “A witch had visions of death’s mate. This changes the world, little witch.”

He came to me, I craned my neck to keep eye contact. His big hands took my chin, delicately grazing my skin. I tried to make him understand why it made no difference. “You married me to bind my soul to the underworld even if I’m still alive. You knew this was possible.”

He tsked, his hand coming down to my neck. “You understand so little of what is really happening here.”

“You married me, that’s what Marnie saw.”

“I’m an idea.” His voice came from my back, I felt the heat of his chest as a double of him appeared behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw the double of Vicious smirking the same way he smirked at me in front. I turned my face back to the original Vicious, trying not to shiver when I felt his double’s hand on my waist.

“You’re not an idea either.”

“No, I no longer think I am.” His voice multiplied this time coming from the other two Vicious’, one on my left and the other on my right.

“¡Dios mio!” It escaped from my lips.

“Yes, I’m your god,” the Vicious from behind whispered while unbuttoning my dress.

“And yet, I’m the one kneeling,” Vicious at the front said, bending his knee in front of me, making me suck in a breath.

“Why are you obsessing about this?” I asked while I felt his rough hand reach for my calf and slowly go up.

“You hid that death has a soul.”

“I never meant to hide anything from you.” Vicious behind me dropped my dress off my shoulders, baring me in front of his four selves.

I wasn’t wearing anything underneath, the dress pooled down my feet and the Vicious in front of me licked his lips while working his hand ever so slowly past my knee and over my thigh.

“Vic…” I said his name in half warning, half moan.

The word was barely out of my mouth when the Vicious to my right came down to my breast, his sharp teeth descending on my nipple. Surprised, I threw my head back, the Vicious to my back held me in place while taking my breast in his hand and offering it to the one on his left.

“How can you do this?” I asked, overwhelmed feeling a tongue on each nipple.

“I’m a god, little witch. I’m everywhere.”

I felt the pressure of his cock on my back while the Vicious in front finally reached between my legs, his thumb slowly touching my clit. I whimpered right away, feeling stupid for being so easy when it came to him.

My hands closed around his horns, holding them like handles, and all of them groaned in unison, the timber of the voice making me wet.

“I can feel your hands on my horns,” Vicious on my back whispered to my ear. “Squeeze tight.”

They felt like hot lava under my palms, not burning my skin but dangerously close. I squeezed them tight and was rewarded by their murmurs of appreciation. I felt powerful, in control, until his mouth came down on me and I lost myself to the feeling. His hot tongue lapped my pussy like a starved man, making goosebumps break out all over my skin.

The one to my right moved from my breast to my neck, kissing slowly while the one behind moved his hand down my navel, using his fingers to open me up to the Vicious still kneeling. He swirled his tongue around my clit, putting just the right pressure and making me call his name louder than ever before.

“Hold her,” the Vicious to my back commanded the other two.

His hand left my pussy, and he held me by the waist while the other two held my arms open and lowered my torso. Like a lamb to the slaughter, I went from having all the control to succumbing to whatever they would do to me next. The Vicious between my legs kept and helped me to keep them apart.

I wasn’t sure of this new position, feeling suddenly too restrained. When I opened my mouth to complain I felt his cock sliding in my pussy from behind, while a mouth licked me lavishly from the front.

I never felt anything like that before. I was surrounded by him, his scent protecting me. Everywhere I looked my eyes found Vicious with his wicked grin, hot horns, and black eyes. I heard him calling my name behind my back, grunting his approval but I couldn’t talk. I just stood there feeling the waves of infinite pleasure only he could provide.

“She’s so ready all the time.” The one on my right chuckled.

I wanted to ask how he was doing this, how he felt so real holding me with different bodies, taking me like that. The words wouldn’t form, and I stood there while he pressed deep into me feeling like this was my beginning and my end.

The Vicious fucking me stepped away and I whimpered at the loss. The one in front let me go as well. I rose to my full height, breathless and naked. I thought maybe they were all done, but they dragged me to a rug that wasn’t there before, laying me on my back.

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