He’s too long for me to take all the way in, so I stroke his base with my hand while I pull back and then dip forward again. I feel cool caresses against my face, through my hair, and down my neck, until both my nipples are being pinched in a firm grasp, even though Echo still has both his hands at his sides. A thrill shoots through me, knowing his shadows have come out to play, and I work to take him deeper into my mouth.
He groans and lets his head fall back like he’s lost to the pleasure, and I moan as his shadows tweak my nipples and start working them in time with my bobbing head. Precum coats my tongue, and I’m surprised by the sweetness in it. Do demons have dessert cum? I mean, I’ve had a fella or two tell me they love the way I taste, but I always figured that was something they had to say.
I shrug internally and go to town on Echo’s cock, enjoying the way he’s panting and twitching, but the next thing I know, he’s flipping the script on me. I was all ready for dessert cum, but apparently, he has other ideas, because his shadows pull my mouth off him. Like phantom hands, they pinch around my neck and pull me away, and I gasp at the firm, cool hold around my throat. It turns me the fuck on, and I look up at him with hooded, excited eyes.
His shadows yank me up, and then I’m pushed onto the bed, my back hitting the mattress. The shadows shift, slipping down my spine to the top of my ass. Slowly, the blackness twists around the fabric of my underwear and then pulls them down my body, all while Echo watches, looming over me with glittering black eyes. I swallow hard as my underwear slips over my ankles and falls to the floor, and then the shadows race upward to my knees and upper thighs, shoving my legs apart and making me gasp.
Well, alrighty then.
Echo has a lascivious grin on his face. That look alone makes me feel like the sexiest fucking woman in the world. Just when I’m all aflutter with thoughts of what he and his shadows are about to do to me, Crux suddenly walks out of a dark corner and leans against the wall, watching me. My heart skips a fucking beat as a thrill shoots through me.
Crux drinks his fill of me spread wide open, wet, and ready on the bed. I look over at Echo like, you see him too right? But his grin only widens, his teeth flashing in the dark.
Oh God. Is Crux going to stand there and watch as Echo gets me off? Is he going to...join?
“Please.”
The heated word tumbles from my mouth like fresh laundry from the dryer, and I’m not even really sure of what I’m asking. Do I want a voyeur? Or do I want them both to join in?
Shivers trail over my skin.
“Shh,” Echo murmurs, as if he knows exactly what it is I really want and he’s going to give it to me.
He steps closer and then gets onto the bed, his knees on either side of my hips. His erection stands proud and hard, still shiny from the attentions of my mouth as he slowly strokes himself. Wanting to feel him again, I reach up, but before I can wrap my fingers around his shaft, his shadows suddenly curl around my wrists and shove my arms back onto the bed with force.
I suck in a surprised breath, my eyes flying up to his face.
He tsks. “When you’re allowed to touch, I’ll tell you,” he says. “But it’s my turn right now.”
Without warning, more shadows slip from his skin and circle around my ankles before yanking them apart so I’m completely spread.
“Nice view?” Echo asks, and my eyes flick up to see that Crux had moved soundlessly and is now standing front and center of my very wet pussy.
“The best,” Crux answers thickly as he reaches down and pops open the button of his jeans.
“Mmm,” Echo says before his pale hands come down to cup my aching, heavy breasts. They’re more than a handful in his large, capable hands, and pleasure shoots straight down to my clit as he squeezes and kneads them.
“Beautiful,” he says quietly. “I want to fuck these next time.”
“Next time?” I ask, the hopeful tone in my voice betraying exactly how many fantasies I want to play out between us. I don’t want this to be a one and done. I want to do dirty, dirty things to these demons.
“Definitely next time.”
I jerk at the new voice, my eyes latching onto the third figure who just appeared in my bedroom. Iceman?
I flinch, trying to sit up, but Echo tuts and makes another one of his shadows shove me back down, the black essence holding me against the mattress by my collarbone. My pussy heats at the show of dominance, even as my heart pounds in my chest at the sudden appearance of Iceman.
He’s fucking sexy and debonair as always, dressed in his tailored suit like the hottest blue-skinned CEO in the world. And the way he’s watching me? Naked and held down by Echo’s shadows? It makes my entire body tremble with desire.
I gasp as a warm tongue suddenly parts the lips between my thighs. I look down to find that Echo has moved to my side and Crux’s head is positioned above my pussy, his green eyes fixed on mine and twinkling with mischievousness. He circles my clit expertly with his long, forked tongue, and I feel his piercings apply the perfect amount of pressure in all the right places.
I moan and grind up into his mouth as his lips latch around my clit. When he sucks, my hips nearly come off the bed, but Echo’s shadows anticipate my movements and
