Ras’ head fell back, laughing like a lunatic until Lucus pushed him to the side and tried to yank me up off the bed, but this time, thanks to Ras’ magic, I was just as hungry.
My wings snapped open with a crack, propelling me across the room in a rush of wind and power. I landed in a slow, elegant hover, body bare and gleaming with sweat, wings spread wide in defiant glory.
With wide eyes and hitched breath, they all turned to me, practically foaming at the mouth with a carnal hunger none of them had ever experienced before.
“What the fuck did you do to me?!” Van barked, his pupils blown.
Ras let out a dark chuckle, that damned smirk glistening beneath the low lights. “Oh,” he said, faux innocence painting his expression as he covered his mouth in a dramatic gasp. “Did I forget to mention my demon gift? Once I drink cum…” he grinned wider, “I release a pheromone that triples your sexual desire. Makes you a little fuck-crazy.”
The moment snapped.
Lucus and Alic surged toward me, followed by Van and Maso. Lust was driving them wild, but this time, I was in control.
I darted low, flipping beneath Lucus’ outstretched arms, wings twisting mid-air as I spun upside down. He caught my legs in triumph. “Got you!”
“Got you,” I echoed. Using my magic hands, I unzipped him, and his cock sprang out like it was already waiting. Wrapping my hand around his thick cock, I gave it a firm squeeze before sliding my mouth over him in one smooth, filthy motion.
His body jolted like I’d shocked him.
He recovered fast. Letting go of my legs, he gripped my waist and dove in, burying his face between my thighs. His fangs dragged along the swollen, sensitive folds, and I gasped before locking my legs around his head.
Lucus didn’t let that slow him down. One hand trailed up my back, brushing over my wings, and I violently shivered at the contact. Then his other hand fisted in my hair and yanked hard, forcing my mouth deeper onto him until my eyes watered.
We hovered together, locked in a sixty-nine position, fucking each other's mouths with pure, unfiltered abandon.
Just as my legs trembled from the weight of pleasure, he sank his fangs into my clit and sucked. I screamed around him, the sound strangled and wet. His grip never loosened, bobbing my head over his cock again and again while I came hard against his face.
Determined to wreck him back, I reached between his legs, grabbed his balls, and gave a rough squeeze and pull.
Knees buckling, he crashed against the wall, moaning loud and long, his voice echoing through the room like a warning siren. His hips jerked wildly before driving in deep to unleash his release down my throat.
I drank every drop, licking and sucking until he was spent and gasping. Then he pulled me upright and slammed his lips into mine. The kiss was feral, blood, cum, and raw need mixing between our mouths.
“I love you, darling. I want to spend eternity loving you.” His entire body trembled against me, sated yet still caught in the aftershocks of pleasure.
Lifting a shaky hand, I responded, “And I’ll let you, my love.”
I should’ve realized there was no rest for the wicked like me.
Alic ripped me away just as I caught my breath, slamming me against the mirrored wall. His mouth trailed hot kisses down my spine, lips covering every inch until he reached my ass. He spread my cheeks and licked slow, purposeful circles around my rim until I was panting like a feral thing, ass out, needy and begging.
Then he speared his tongue deep, fucking me with it until I shattered, crying out as my already oversensitized body spasmed again.
He caught the slick pouring from my pussy, smeared it over his cock, and pressed two fingers inside me before lining up at my other entrance. My broken whimper echoed off the glass as he started to push in, one hand cupping my jaw to force me to look at our reflection.
“I want you to watch me take you,” he growled, lips trailing down my neck as he pressed deeper. He was so thick it felt like I might break.
Tears welled up as the blunt head pushed past my resistance. “Fuck,” he moaned, licking at the tears on my cheeks. “You’re perfect, Niya. So fucking tight.” He slid in deeper, his voice breaking. “Your ass is sucking me in like it was made for me.”
With a final, sharp thrust, he bottomed out, capturing my mouth again and kissing the pain away until it burned with pleasure instead.
We stayed like that for a beat, his cock buried in my ass, lips locked in a desperate kiss, then he started to move.
His hands gripped the base of my wings like handlebars, and with each thrust, the mirror shook. His rhythm grew wild, each slam harder, deeper, until I felt him teetering on the edge.
His groans deepened, teeth clenched. “Fuck, Niya. I love you. My mate. My only one.”
The words shattered him.
