Lucifer leaned down and kissed me, his tongue sliding in and catching mine even as he kept swirling slow circles against my pussy. I wrapped my arms around his neck, caught between the desire to pull myself closer to him, and the need to push back against Tascius’s cock.
The Nephilim made my choice for me, cupping my breasts and gently pinching my nipples while Lucifer kissed me. I was gasping for breath when he finally released me, grazing his teeth over my lower lip.
“Bed, now,” I said shakily.
It was the most perfunctory shower I’d ever taken. I wasn’t even sure real shampoo was involved, just that they were both all over me, their thick cocks sliding against me as they moved.
Lucifer picked me up when the water finally slowed to a trickle and died, carrying me out to the bed with a low growl. I bit back a shriek when he tossed me on the bed, climbing between my legs and sliding his cock over my aching clit.
I beckoned to Tascius, writhing against Lucifer the entire time.
The Nephilim climbed up too, getting on his knees beside me. I wrapped my fingers around his thick length, lightly gliding my fingers up and down the silky shaft. A droplet beaded at the tip of his flared head, and without thinking, I opened my mouth and licked him, running my tongue all around the crown.
Lucifer groaned, watching me suck Tascius, and my muscles bunched up as he pushed inside me. The pressure of his cock stretching me out made me moan around Tascius’s cock, and the Nephilim lowered his hand, tangling it in my hair.
This was Heaven, having two men I adored more than my own life all over me. I arched against Lucifer as he pumped into me, his thumb stroking my clit in time with his thrusts.
The heat kindled inside me, swirling through my abdomen. They were the two I’d chosen first, the ones who made me feel like I was protected no matter what. They were my shield against the darkness of Hell.
Being filled with them felt right, like everything I wanted was right here in this room. I was meant to be here.
I ran my tongue along the underside of Tascius’s cock, enjoying the way it jumped in my mouth and the sound of his rasping groan.
Lucifer pushed my legs up, which made it feel like his cock was going deeper, filling my pussy to capacity. I pulled Tascius’s cock from my mouth with a gasp, the pressure building low in my stomach.
“Come for me, angel,” Lucifer whispered, his thumb stroking my clit.
I tightened my muscles, clenching around him, and was rewarded with the sight of Lucifer’s eyes rolling back in his head.
“No, you come for me,” I gasped, and wrapped my mouth around Tascius again, taking as much of him as I could.
The Nephilim’s fingers tightened in my hair, and Lucifer groaned, his cock hardening before he came. He slammed in hard, spilling all of himself in me.
“My turn,” Tascius growled, and he pulled me off his cock by my hair, somehow managing to be rough and gentle at the same time. Lucifer pulled out, his stomach flexing as his cock slid free.
I licked my lips, the salt taste of Tascius still in my mouth when he grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the bed.
He angled his cock, pushing the thick head inside me. “Fucking eat her, Lucifer,” he demanded, sliding in inch by inch.
The fallen angel kissed my mouth, working his way down my throat and sucking my nipple. He let go and dragged his tongue down my stomach until his tongue flicked against my clit.
Tascius lifted my legs, holding me open so he could thrust into my pussy while Lucifer’s tongue lashed me. I gripped the sheets, my entire body shaking from Tascius’s pounding hips.
Lucifer wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked, sending a zing through all of my nerve endings. I gasped, bucking against Tascius, and the fallen angel gave me a sly grin before he did it again.
That, combined with Tascius’s thick cock, sent my heart into overdrive. “I can’t last,” I gasped, struggling to push against him harder.
Tascius obliged, moving in long, slow strokes, and Lucifer swirled his tongue over my clit.
I came apart as the orgasm tore through me, my legs shaking uncontrollably. Tascius held my hips and pushed his cock deeper, refusing to let me dislodge him. His cock hardened and pulsed, and with several quick strokes he gasped, his hips jerking as he came.
Lucifer rose back up to kiss along my throat and jaw. “Is it everything you dreamed of, angel?”
I wrapped my legs around Tascius and pulled him in close. The two of them surrounded me, making me feel untouchable.
“I couldn’t have dreamed of something this good.” They laid on either side of me as I panted, feeling wrung-out, but happier than I’d been in a long time. “I think I belong here.”
Tascius rested his hand on my stomach. “Little friend, you were made to be in Hell.”
17
Melisande
Vyra held my hands and sighed mournfully. “I can’t fathom how awful your nails will get in two weeks.”
“That’s hardly any time at all.” I squeezed my friend’s hands, careful not to jab myself on her claws. “Look, if it makes you feel better, I’ll let you do everything when I get back. Every nail, without a word of complaint.”
She lost a little of her hangdog expression. “Glitter?” she asked piteously.
I winced. “Even glitter.”
Watching Vyra perk up was like watching a wilting daisy get a shot of sunlight. “And a hair trim?”
“Even a hair trim,” I agreed, wondering if I’d regret what I’d signed up for.
“Well, that’s okay, then,” she said, not looking like she’d been depressingly glum only moments ago. “I have a few themed fight-nights I’d like to plan out and decorate for, and the Chainlings have already
