I try to twist in his arms, but he only hooks his arm around my waist to hold me tighter. A hiss escapes his lips as his cock twitches against my back. When I settle, he loosens his hold but doesn’t release me. He moves us through the water until he lowers his hands around my waist. I’m lifted onto the side of the bathing pool, the warmth of the water no longer securing me in its embrace. He spreads my legs wide before positioning himself between them so I can’t close them, not that I want to.

“How are you going to punish me?” I ask shakily. I’ve played with men who enjoyed a little discipline in the bedroom, but none were ever happy with how much I liked to talk back. My sister was a favorite at the club we used to go to because she took orders and followed them seamlessly. I like to be a bit more of a pain in the ass. Some guys didn’t like that part, so I stopped trying to find a dom to be in a relationship with or even play with.

Erkoz’s hand slides between my legs, making all thoughts of my life on Earth leaving me in an instant. He spreads me before stroking my clit softly. “Did you touch yourself here last night?”

“Yes,” I moan softly and let my head fall back. Light illuminates Erkoz’s face as another male sits at my back, his legs crowding me on either side and his hands pulling me to lean against his chest. “Xoth?”

“You’re safe.” He grabs my chin in his fingers and turns my head back forward. “Don’t turn to me. We can’t have you getting too aroused and ruining the fun.”

I whimper softly, knowing he’s talking about the first night I came into their world and maybe turned into a bitch in heat with just one close-up whiff of his pheromones rolling off of him from his chest. He chuckles behind me but doesn’t remove his hand from my chin, probably knowing I’ll try to inhale him as soon as he gives me the freedom. His free hand trails down my chest until he’s cupping my breast, squeezing it softly.

“What was Erkoz asking you before I came over?” Xoth asks, returning my attention to the demon still between my legs.

“He’s asking if I touched myself last night.”

“And did you?” I can hear the amusement in Xoth’s voice and feel his cock twitching against my back.

“Mhm,” I whimper as his claws drag along my skin until he’s cupping my other breast. I moan when Erkoz runs another finger down my slit. My back arches, thrusting my tits against Xoth’s hold. “Every night, thinking about your fingers and your tongues and your cocks.”

“Bad girl,” Erkoz grunts as he pushes out of the bathing pool and disappears behind me. I smile to myself, knowing he’s walking off to jerk himself off while Xoth is content to release his come against my back. I might be a little squicked out by the copious amounts of come now sticking me to the demon on my back, but I’m just proud of how easily I can get them to come. I smile up at Erkoz when he returns. I want to make fun of him, but he looks just as entertained as me. He hops back into the water and spreads my legs again. “Do you enjoy teasing your males?”

“You know I do.” I wiggle my hips, begging him to touch me again. He has a mischievous look in his eyes but returns to petting me slowly as we talk.

“We want to tease our mate too,” Xoth’s voice is low behind me. I want to ask him what he means by that, but Erkoz is spreading my lips and rubbing against my clit with more purpose. “Erkoz will have to do the teasing while I learn. He’s seen how to touch females, so we’ll allow him to do it for now.”

“I’ll teach you.” My voice is breathy as another moan tumbles from my lips. Erkoz is still exploring how I enjoy being touched, but I have a feeling he’s keeping track of all my sounds so he can figure out exactly how to touch me.

“You will teach us both many things,” Erkoz picks up the pace on my clit until I’m moaning and begging him not to stop. “Be quiet, or all of my brothers will come out to see who has the new female making such sweet sounds.”

“I don’t care who watches,” I say quickly. I don’t want him to stop even if others come to watch. It might even be hotter if more demons watch. I know I always came hard when I was playing with myself for an audience. I want to come, and I want his fingers on me when I do. “Just don’t stop, please.”

“Open your eyes,” Erkoz chuckles. “Xoth did not bring you torches, so you could pretend we are not here.”

My face flushes. Not that it can get any more pink since my orgasm is about to consume me. I hadn’t even realized that I closed my eyes because I’m too lost in how good he’s making me feel. I feel my core clench even more as soon as they’re open. The look of determination in Erkoz’s eyes has my stomach warming. I try to turn my head to get a better look at Xoth, too, but his fingers pinch my chin and keep me staring at Erkoz.

“How close are you, Kendra?” Xoth’s voice is low as he drags his claws softly against my breast. The claws retract as his fingers snag my nipple and tug it softly before pinching down harder until I moan again.

“So close,” I gasp. My hands are holding Erkoz’s arm, begging him not to stop what he’s doing.

“You’ve been so cruel to us today.” Xoth twists my nipple as he speaks, waiting for me to gasp out before moving to the other one and giving it the same treatment. Erkoz keeps strumming my clit, but positions one of his fingers against my entrance. When my mouth opens with another gasp, he presses inside me. “I don’t think our mate has earned a release.”

Erkoz doesn’t slow his movements on my clit. His eyes bore into me with a look of amusement flickering in them. “No, she will not release tonight.”

“What?” I gasp. Surely, he can’t mean that since I’m about to come, and he’s still touching me.

Xoth grabs my face and squeezes my cheeks until my lips puff out. “Do not release unless you are given permission.”

I whine loudly, which only has them chuckling with one another. Xoth keeps my face pinched as he continues pinching my nipples. Erkoz is picking up the pace of his thrusting in and out of me, but his rhythm on my clit stays the same. I tilt my hips toward him, begging him to push more of himself into me. He doesn’t listen to my body, though. He’s too busy watching my face, and the look of desperation slowly taking over.

“Please,” The word is muffled since my cheeks are still squeezed together, but the men understand me well enough.

“Please, what?” Erkoz asks with a cruel smile.

“Can I come?” My eyes are wide, the need to orgasm pounding into me. If he keeps doing what he’s doing, I will come whether they want me to or not.

“No,” Erkoz says as he keeps touching me the same. “Beg again. Maybe I’ll say yes.”

“Please, please let me come.” My nails dig into his scales, but I’m not hurting him. Not even a little bit. If anything, it only makes him laugh more.