Page 37 of Don't Pray

Asmodeus’s eyes widened before they narrowed as he smirked. He shot to his feet and grabbed his cup. He stroked his cock while he brought the cup down for him to shoot his cum into it. Moans slipped from him as he finished coming.

Legion got to his feet and slipped his sweats down. He fisted himself and slowly stroked.

“You want our cum?” he growled.

I nodded. “Y-yes,” I breathed.

“Give me the cup, Az,” Legion ordered as he reached his hand out.

Asmodeus leaned over the table and handed the cup to him. Legion held onto it as he began to jerk off with maddening strokes. He watched Mephistopheles as he still ate me out, about to send me into another orgasm.

I glanced down at the demon and let go of his head to rub my hands over my body. I cupped my breasts and played with them.

“Give me your cum, Daddy,” I begged as I peered at Legion.

Mephistopheles snarled and stabbed his tongue at my clit. That was all I needed to come.

Legion roared as he came. Jets of his semen shot into the cup, filling it further with the thick, milky substance.

Mephistopheles moved away from me and licked his lips as he pushed his sweats down. His hard cock sprang out. Not wasting time, he jerked himself off and grunted as he grew closer to his release. He reached his hand out, silently demanding Legion to hand him the cup.

“You’ll be a good girl and drink your Daddies’ cum,” Mephistopheles ordered.

I nodded and pushed myself up onto my elbows, watching as he came into the cum. His load was heavier, nearly filling half the glass with his semen. My lips parted, and my eyes widened.

“Fuck,” I moaned, my pussy clenching.

When Meph finished, he let go of his throbbing cock and stepped toward me with the now half-full glass of cum.

“Drink up, cum slut,” he ordered.

I grabbed the glass and raised it to my mouth. I was so far gone in my desire that I didn’t think once about how this could be gross. Instead, I tipped the glass back and drank my mates’ cum. It was thick and salty, with a hint of sweetness. My throat tightened, and my stomach knotted as it caught up with me. But Mama didn’t raise a quitter. I gulped every drop down until there was nothing left.

“Good girl,” Mephistopheles praised.

“Fuck,” Legion said huskily.

Asmodeus came around the table and gripped my hair from behind, and yanked my head back. He stared down at me with a smirk.

“Whose whore are you?” he asked with a growl.

“Yours,” I breathed as I kept my eyes on him.

The corner of his lip tipped further up. “Who else’s?”

“Legion and Mephistopheles.”

He smirked. “Good girl.”

My breath shuddered out of me after he released my hair. I moved off of the table and went into Meph’s arms, hugging him. After what we just did, I needed comfort, and he readily gave it to me. The other men moved in and hugged me from my sides until it became one big group hug.

“I love you,” I said softly to all three of them, but paranoia got me, hoping that all of them understood it was meant for all of them and not just one. “All of you.”

Mephistopheles tensed but squeezed me closer to him. He leaned his head down and captured my lips with his. It was a gentle kiss, full of affection.

He ended the kiss and gazed down at me. “I love you too, little one.”

I smiled and turned toward Legion, holding my breath. His eyes shone with love, and he had a big smile on his face.

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