Demon of Desire (11 page)

Looking at her reflection as she straightened the gown
around her hips, she realized the attraction of the fabric. Only hints of
shadow showed through. The dark blush of her nipples, the darker shadow of her
bush. It seemed sexier than totally sheer would be, as if you were stealing a
peek at something you weren’t supposed to see.

Her nipples hardened at the thought. How funny, she thought,
to feel so virginal at her age and with her experience.

A knock sounded at the door and she quickly pulled on the
robe and flipped her hair free, wishing she’d taken time to comb out the
half-dry tangles. “Come in.”

Baen entered, followed by his brothers. Her pussy quivered,
knowing they’d all be in the room together, making love. Watching,
participating. At the flutter of butterflies in her stomach, she told herself
to just let go and follow their lead.

One of the men whistled. Enos had somehow taken the lead and
put his hand on her shoulder. “You are even more beautiful than I realized.”

“You smell heavenly.” Gower had come up behind her and
nuzzled her hair.

She felt a warm glow at their words. “I used the body wash
that was beside the tub.” It was an exotic scent of ylang-ylang and jasmine
with a woody element blended in. Very sensual.

Enos traced a finger along the neckline of her gown, then
stepped closer. He bent his head and devoured her lips. No gentle persuasion
involved, he went straight for the passionate, demanding kiss of a lover in
desperate need.

Her urgency was equal to his. She rose on her toes, cupped
the nape of his neck and clung to him, battling with his tongue as it explored
her mouth. She whimpered, unable to soothe whatever was growing inside her.

A hand stroked over her hip, heating her skin. Another
cupped her breast, kneaded the heavy flesh. She didn’t even think about whom
the hands belonged to, just gave in to the ecstasy of the touches. Someone
pulled her robe off her shoulders and she dropped her arms to let it fall.

Enos ended his kiss and tugged at his clothes. His brothers
also undressed. Sin looked at the three men, the three look-alike Greek
statues, and her breath caught. She must have pleased the goddess of sex, to
have won this prize. Three throbbing erections pointing at their target—her.

She reached for the closest man, Baen. His pale golden skin
glistened over defined muscle. Her tongue itched to trace the shadows
delineating his torso, and maybe follow that arrow of dark hair that pointed to
the ultimate prize. Shutting out images of the demon possession that seemed
years in the past, she knelt in front of him.

His cock danced for her. She reached up and captured it in
her hand, feeling the tremors of passion Baen held back. Finally she could
taste him, tease him, maybe even torture him with a prolonged release.

A bit of salty liquid spilled free and she licked at it,
then smiled at his growl. “Like that?”

“Exactly like that.”

The nearness of the other two men watching her private
performance suddenly made her feel more desirable than she could recall.
Testosterone flooded the air around her. This was her night to let herself go.

Her night of power. The power to please her men.

She licked the vein running his length, and bent to take his
sac in her mouth. She ran the base of her tongue over the rough hair before
freeing him and concentrating on his cock.

It continued to weep at her ministrations, the taste
pleasing, ego-building. He obviously enjoyed her touch. Taking as much of him
into her mouth as she could, she tightened her lips and sucked, drawing back
slowly.

Sin listened to the rate of his breaths to guide her speed
as she laved and savored him. When she knew he reached the breaking point, she
let him go and stood up. “Don’t want to end this party too soon,” she teased.

Where it came from, she wasn’t sure, but a coquettish side
of her appeared. She looked from Enos to Gower, unable to decide which man to
go to next. Instead, she held out her hands to both. “Let’s go to bed.”

Something snapped and the three guys hurried her onto the
mattress. Gower ran his fingertips down the center of her torso, over one hip
and back again. “It’s our turn now.”

She’d never heard more delightful words. Lying propped
against the pillows, she watched as they moved around her. Gower stayed on his
knees next to her waist, still exploring her body with a whisper-soft touch.

Baen stretched on his side and turned her head his way. His
kiss thanked her for what she’d done and promised much more to come.

Enos toyed with her breast, circling the pink skin and
making it tighten. When he tweaked the nipple, she thought her skin would burst
with the swelling. So painful, yet so delightful.

Someone plucked at the other tight bud, then pinched as Enos
bit down. What should have hurt was instead a pleasure beyond description. She
arched, lifting her breasts for more. Her tongue battled with Baen’s, thrusting
into his mouth as she needed someone to do in her pussy.

Gower must have noticed her legs spread. He stroked the
inside of her thigh, his exhale a satisfied sound when he reached her wetness.
She whimpered and bucked against his hand.

She felt her lips spread, the coolness of his breath on her
hot skin. His tongue lapped her juices and drove deep inside her.
Yes
.
Oh
yes
. He fucked her with his mouth, slowly, thoroughly, taking her close to
her shattering point.

A hand found her clit and pressed hard, then toyed with it
before pinching again. Her juices flowed and she cried out. Baen kissed a path
along her jaw and down her neck. As he reached her collarbone, his teeth
pinched her skin.

At the same moment, her orgasm broke. Her back lifted off
the bed, her tension shattered. Gower continued to thrust with his tongue deep
in her pussy and her ride went on.

When she thought she couldn’t take any more, the hands and
mouths stilled. She lay with her eyes closed, panting, searching for her wits.
Husky, emotional male voices whispered, “Fuck,” “Yeah, baby,” “Beautiful.”

Arms pulled her to her side and on top of one of the men. By
his scent, she recognized Baen. Bracing her arms, she looked down at him. His
eyes looked sleepy, dreamy with lust. “I need to be inside you,” he whispered
and moved her hips into place.

Without hesitation, he thrust inside her, sliding easily on
her slick inner skin. He groaned when he filled her.

Sin sat up on his cock, resting on his thighs. She was in
control again. Or so she thought.

Enos cupped her butt cheeks. Squeezed. Moved between his
brother’s legs to sit behind her. When she rocked forward, he slid two fingers
between her legs and stroked her skin around Baen’s cock. The sensation made
her clit throb.

She heard an odd sound and when cool gel touched her skin,
she realized it had to be lube. Enos spread the stuff over her anus and gently
pushed some inside. Panic hit as she realized what he planned. She was a virgin
to that act. How much would it hurt?

As he pressed more lube inside her, she relaxed and
concentrated on Baen’s cock stroking the front of her channel. Already she felt
the beginnings of another orgasm building.

Enos’ finger pushed inside her anus again, this time
venturing a bit deeper. She gasped, but realized how good it was starting to
feel. She leaned forward more, giving him better access.

He chuckled and continued to stroke, adding another finger
and pausing when she froze. As the pain passed, the pleasure came on even
stronger. She rocked again on Baen’s cock, this time taking a bit more of both
penis and fingers.

“Oh my God.” Her breath hissed out and her pussy gushed. She
couldn’t believe how good it felt.

“Lean forward a second,” Enos spoke low in her ear, his body
warm against her back. His voice made her shiver and she bent as he asked.

He spread her cheeks. “Woman, you are so beautiful back
here, especially with my brother’s cock in you.”

She felt his hard rod press against her anus, and slowly his
shaft entered. Holding her breath, she waited for her muscles to relax. Gower
helped the process by playing with her breasts. She moaned in delight as she
felt them swell in his hands.

Enos began to move, slowly pushing in. The pain lessened the
further he got, and with each stroke she enjoyed it more. The feeling of utter
fullness with both cocks embedded in her heat was just delicious.

Her thoughts stilled when the two men increased their
rhythm. She simply rode and enjoyed and let the tension in her pussy increase.

Their grunts sounded with each thrust and her clit throbbed
in answer. The knot inside her tightened and she heard how wet she’d become
around Baen’s cock. The sounds and smells of their sex were so dirty, so
perfectly naughty, she couldn’t hold back any longer.

Her body tensed as she peaked. She kept her hips in one
place as the two men thrust faster. Baen grunted as his warm cum filled her.
Enos growled and plunged in one last time before grasping her hips and holding
her against him.

They melted rather than parted as Sin regained awareness.
She knew she wore a silly grin like when she’d smoked pot in college. She
didn’t care. She sank to the mattress and let her men arrange her limbs.

Enos went to the bathroom and returned with a warm, damp
cloth to clean her. The act itself was erotic, comforting. Gower lay down
beside her and plucked at her nipple. “Are you too sore for more?”

Her head rolled toward his voice and she opened her eyes.
She cupped her hand on the side of his face. “Not if it’s with you.”

He smiled. As if he understood her need to recuperate, he
teased her skin with his fingertips, bringing up goose flesh wherever he
touched. She relaxed and sank more deeply into the mattress, giving her body
over to him.

He seemed to know exactly where to touch, how hard to press,
when to pinch to stimulate her nerves to the point of desperation. As if he’d
known her forever. As if he’d created her. After the wild session just minutes
before, she didn’t think she’d be capable of coming again but that idea was
quickly tossed aside.

When Gower knelt between her legs and reached down to open
her labia, she was ready to explode. She didn’t need the additional sensation
of Baen at her breasts and Enos nibbling on her earlobe. Really, she didn’t.
But, ohhh…what they did to her.

Gower slid in, his eyes closing for a moment. His control
seemed to break and he drove in and out, lifted her knees to raise her hips and
continued to thrust. His wild, animal passion set a fire burning in her and she
cried out. Her inner muscles flexed around his cock and she tightened down on
him, wanting the feeling to continue.

In a riot of grunts, Gower came inside her. Sin listened to
his panting breaths slow. With a sigh, he eased away to lie beside her. Enos
again appeared with a warm cloth and between that and Baen’s featherlight
fingernails trailing over her skin, she was ready to drift into sleep.

Enos settled by her feet and nibbled at her toes. “You have
to make us a promise, Absinthe.”

She peered down toward her feet through narrowed eyes. “I’ll
promise you anything if you promise to never call me that again.”

He laughed. “You have to let us know if we become too much
for you. If you can’t handle the three of us at once, or if you just want a
break sometime, you have to let us know.”

Rising to lean on her elbows, she looked at the three
sinfully sexy vampires surrounding her on the large bed. What was Enos
thinking? Would they ever be too much? She pointed a finger at Baen and ran her
nail through the few hairs on his chest, circling one of his nipples. It
puckered, and hers followed suit. “I’m not sure I can ever get enough of you
all. There is something I would like, though.”

Gower licked her shoulder. “Do tell.”

“This might sound weird, but, remember when the demon was
inside me, and you guys tied my body to the bedposts? That looked really hot.
Do you think we could try that sometime?”

“What do you think, guys?” Enos lifted her foot and stroked
the arch. “Do you think we can tie her up and take advantage of her helpless
body?”

Murmurs and grunts of agreement answered him as Gower and
Baen suckled her breasts. With a whimper, Sin lay back and put all thoughts of
unworthiness out of her head, allowing her men to have their way with her,
again. Spending an eternity with them might just be heaven.

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