I nodded, but a quick pinch to my clit had me looking back at Risk. “Use your words, Motley,” he reprimanded. He loved to hear me say dirty things—they all did.
“I’m ready,” I said breathlessly.
“Ready for what exactly?” he questioned, his thumb pressing against my clit in rough strokes.
Gods, it felt fucking fantastic.
“Umm…” I lost my train of thought for a moment when I felt Crow add a second finger to my ass, and my body clenched again, making Tomb hiss out a curse.
Risk pinched my clit to regain my attention, making me cry out in delicious pain and ecstatic pleasure. “Answer me,” he demanded. A thrill shot through me.
“I’m ready for Crow’s cock in my ass,” I admitted, feeling my cheeks heat all over again.
“Hmm, there’s that blush again,” Risk said quietly.
I was shifted slightly on my web swing, my upper body gently pushed forward as Crow’s cock started to enter me from behind.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted, feeling the sting of his entry as his slick head pushed into me. We’d done this many times before, but it still burned with pleasure. I loved the fullness of their cocks inside of me.
“Relax,” Risk whispered, drawing my attention back to his perfect attentions to my clit as Crow continued to work into me. Tomb struggled to stay still, his cock jerking inside of me at the effort not to thrust. “Feel how we fill you up, Wicked Love? You like having us all at your mercy, pumping into you, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimpered. “I want all of you.”
Risk gleamed. There was nothing like feeding from all of them at once. Their essence was a feast for my spider, and our bond felt tangible when all four of us were writhing with lightning hot pleasure. My body contracted when Tomb started to move in and out as Crow’s cock pushed in the last inch. They all stroked my body, teasing my nipples, working my clit, kissing my neck, until I was loose and languid and ready for more. They were so in tune with my body that they knew just the right moment to start moving. They timed their thrusts in perfect synchronicity. There was a frenzy of energy surrounding us, building up, and I fed in slow sips, relishing in their beautiful essences. It just needed Risk’s cock to be complete.
I shot more webs out, coiling them around Crow and Tomb. I twisted my webs, lifting us until my gargoyle was parallel with the ground and I was riding him. I draped my body over Tomb’s chest so that Crow could continue to pump into my ass from behind, his hands wrapped around my neck. The light squeeze of his palm made my mouth part open in bliss. I could feel my pulse against the padding of his fingers, roaring on that edge of control and release.
“You want to suck my cock, Wicked Love?” Risk asked as more webs slipped from me. I wrapped them around his body, using them to hoist my demon mate up until his silky cock was brushing against my lips. “Open for me.”
“No,” I replied cheekily while clamping my lips closed.
I spun more webs, wrapping them around Risk’s wrists and yanking his hands behind his head. I spread his legs and designed cutting threads across his chest. I had him pinned again, constricted by my interlacing fabric with his dick poised at my mouth. Risk smirked, loving my challenging move of dominance. He led our family so often that nothing got him off more than surrendering to me.
“Wicked Love, open that pretty mouth for me,” he said, and still I shook my head. Crow came in for the assist though, and started diving into my ass with a grunt, making my body buck forward and my lips part open for a scream laced with lust.
My scream was muffled as Risk’s dick stuffed my mouth. I moaned as the taste of him hit my tongue and I licked the head of it up and down with my tongue. I devoured his molten heat, whimpering at the dual taste of control and cock.
I loved having all three of them inside of me. I was riding Tomb’s concrete cock beneath me as Crow thrust into me from behind. Risk was suspended above me, his hard dick sliding up and down my tongue. It was erotic and exciting and so fucking perfect. I had never felt more full—more content. My spider clamped down on more of their sexual essence, feeding from each of them as we rocked in her web.
“I’m so close,” Crow cursed before biting my shoulder.
Tomb lifted his cool hands up to knead my breasts. Risk fought against his restraints to touch me, but I didn’t let him go. I wanted him to surrender to bliss as I choked and drooled on his cock.
“Fuck, Wid,” Tomb grunted as his body jolted.
Crow gripped me harder, pounding into my ass without restraint. I coveted the burn of their bodies stretching me, filling me. “You feel so fucking good,” Crow hissed. Each rise of their bodies against mine created filthy, slick, slapping sounds. I was fizzing with an impending orgasm, ready to burst. Risk groaned when the head of his cock bumped the back of my throat.
Faster.
Harder.
The four of us finally came together in a hard and unrelenting detonation. Tomb gave one last squeeze to the heavy flesh of my breasts as his body contracted and released. Crow held onto my hips, his nails digging into my body with greed. Risk ferociously tore free from his restraints with a moan and grabbed the back of my head, holding me down as he shot hot cum down my throat.
I fed and fed on their desire until breaking apart on the three of them. My back arched, my body convulsed. Thrilling bliss burned every cell in my body as I flexed and
