“You are never allowed to let yourself get to this point again, you hear me?!” His low, threatening growl made my body tremble and my heart flutter with something I didn't want to name just yet.
“I'm going to need you to promise, princess, because I refuse to worry like this about you again. I refuse to see you so low in power that your skin looks pale and the light in your eyes goes dim. I want you so full of energy that no one thinks of fucking with you, fucking withus. Do you understand me?”
Something about this man's dominance just made me want to surrender a bit of my own dominance, just for him. I had never dreamed of giving any man that kind of power over my body, but for some reason, he felt like a safe space. A safe place for me to be able to let go, let him take charge, let him take care of me. He paused on top of me as he cupped my cheek in his hand to force me to look at him with a bruising grip.
I saw the concern in his eyes, how scared he was before when he didn't know what to do or if I would allow him to fix my power problem, allow him to help me, but I was letting him do it now. I just needed to remind him of that.
I bit my lip as I looked up at him through my lashes as I cooed, “Yes,Sir.”
His eyes shuddered as he let out a husky breath. Like those words were magical and all that he needed to hear to take this further.
He looked down at me, eyes piercing, as he barked, “If you want in on this, you better do it now. I don't think I can hold out with her much longer. This little princess is an intoxicating brat that I just can't get enough of.”
Fame must have seen some kind of signal because he scooped his arms underneath mine and lifted me up so that we were chest to chest. Just as I was about to ask what he meant, I felt Death's long lean fingers trail down my body as if he were inspecting it, and I gasped. His lips hovered over the skin on my shoulders, hesitating.
“Do it,” I commanded, and Death’s lips met my skin.
I felt the push of his power, trying to steal my essence, but just like before, I smacked it away as it tried to sink deep within my magical void. I felt his rock-hard dick between my cheeks, and I knew where this was going. I was excited by the thought of having these two bad boys together.
Death trailed his lips up my shoulder and neck, barely touching the back of my ear as he whispered in a husky voice, “Are you okay with this? Do you want me?” His silent words followed in my head,Can you handle me?
Despite his resistance and prickly attitude, I could feel how desperately he wanted to be here with me. How he wanted me to say yes so badly that if I didn't, it would break him. He would be left in pieces on the floor, never to be made whole again. A piece of me, the vengeful demon side of myself, wanted to see that happen. Wanted to punish him for making this all so hard, but the other side of me understood it. I could see past the facade and recognize the lonely boy who didn't believe that he was worth anything or was worthy enough for anyone to truly love and care for. The angel in me begged me to show him how wrong he was.
“Yes,” I whispered, surprised by myself. “I want you. I want you both.”
I felt Death’s sigh of relief as he settled behind me, his hands skillfully trailing down, reigniting the pit in my belly where my orgasm built from.
With both of them on their knees, me sandwiched between them with Fame’s dick still inside of me, he started to pump me up and down his cock slowly, working all the fluids I had inside me down to coat his cock before he lifted my hips and pulled out. Right then Death's cock replaced his, sinking deep inside of me, coating his cock with our combined arousal.
I let out a moan as Death drove in and out, my pussy gripping him tightly. Fame’s hands held my hips, controlling my movements as he kissed my shoulders, whispering all the things he had wanted to do to me the moment he met me. His filthy words increased my excitement as I closed my eyes and dreamed of him doing those things as his brother was fucking me now.
Soon, Death pulled his drenched cock out and Fame quickly replaced it with his own, like he couldn't wait to get back into that hot, wet hole again. I felt Death's cum-coated cock poke at my back entrance, and I let out a slow breath as he pushed past the ring of muscles and my back bowed in painful pleasure. As soon as he worked himself fully inside my ass, giving my body no time to adjust to him, he started to pound in, gasping out about how tight and perfect I was.
It took the boys a few pumps, but they finally got a groove down and started to use gravity to their benefit as they filled my pussy and ass at the same time, filling me up until I felt so full of dick and power, working hard to turn my body inside out in delight.
Soon, pleasure took over, and all I could feel was them. They started to fuck me harder and harder, their breathing coming out rough and uneven as I cried out for more. I wouldn't let them think I couldn't take all that they could give, because I wanted it all. I was selfish like that. I wanted everything they could give me and even a little more.
Death snaked his fingers around my body and started to flick at my clit as he drilled into my ass, his shaky breath the only indicator that he was starting to get close.
“Fucking shit, your ass is sucking my dick in so hard that I’m about to burst. How can your body be so fucking perfect?”
Fame was getting close as well. His filthy words started to turn into unintelligible grunts as his sole focus became making us come our brains out.
My orgasm started to build as they both pounded into me with no rhythm or reason. It was just animalistic fucking at this point. They needed to get me off, while I needed them to pound into me like there was no coming back. I cried out in encouragement, demanded for them to give me everything, and pleaded with them to push me over the edge.
Fame was the first to roar as ropes of his cum released inside of me. His body shook with how hard he came, and another dose of Lust magic settled around me, sinking into my soul. I sighed in pleasure at the gentle way the magic worked its way inside of me. Lust magic was the best. It could change its effects depending on what your body needed, and it just had such a delicious sweet taste to it.
Fame gave me a single sweet kiss on the lips before he fell backwards onto the bed and rolled over to rest on his stomach, taking in big breaths as he released shaky ones. I looked at Fame’s cute bubble butt and decided that it would be best for me not to nibble it down to nothing like I wanted too.
I could feel my orgasm on the edge again, calling to me, about to take me over the cliff of ecstasy, but I needed Death to push me over. “Fuck me so hard that I have to scream your name to get my release.”
He grunted in response, wrapping one arm around my torso and the other between my breasts, gripping at my collarbone as he started to attack my ass like I asked. I howled out in pleasure, begging him to keep going, to never stop. To keep fucking me until the end of time. His hips started to buck erratically as he mumbled incoherently, so I clenched my ass muscles around his dick.
He cried out but quickly responded by shoving his fingers into my used pussy, taking the combined cum and rubbing circles around my clit. Then he slapped at that bundle of nerves every time he was fully seated inside of me.
After a few rounds, my orgasm roared out of me. I screamed his name, cursing him, praising him, switching between the two. That must have done it for him, because he exploded in my ass. The rest of the Lust magic in the room settled into my body as it mingled with his power, which begged me to take all of it, to let it fill every single cell of my body. To devour his death power like the fucking champ that I was and fill myself up to the brim of what I could hold in this form. My mind blanked for a second, pure pleasure and power combined inside my body, letting myself truly enjoy the feeling.
We both crashed onto the bed in the only two spots left available. My breathing was choppy, but I couldn't help but laugh at how amazing that all felt. It was the perfect combination of sex and magic. I got up to tell the boys just that, when I started to get light-headed and woozy.
