“Is this how you like it, beautiful?” Persius asked, flexing his fingers to hit her G-spot with each thrust.
“Yes.” Nix’s head fell back to the pillow.
“You like being spoiled by three alphas at once?” Thierry hummed onto her overheating skin as he kneaded her breast and clamped her nipple. “I bet that greedy pussy likes having so much undivided attention on it.”
Bael kicked at invisible dust on the floor and mumbled, “I’m better at fingering than him.” The jealous incubus muttered under his breath, “Better dirty talker than them, too.”
“Baelfire, either shut your mouth or leave us be,” Thierry instructed him whilst never removing his gaze from Nix’s pleasure-torn face.
Bael crossed his arms and remarked, “You liked my mouth when I was teaching her how to suck you off.”
Nix sighed. “Bael.”
“Baby, I’m sorry, okay?” he stressed earnestly. “I shouldn’t have hypnotized you. I won’t ever do it again. Blind trust is a lot to ask from a guy raised in Hell, but I’ll give it to you. I won’t ever hypnotize you again, I swear. I’msorry.”
Ryker stopped kissing Nix’s nipple long enough to gaze in shock at Bael. “You just…apologized?”
“First time for everything,” Bael replied, running a hand through his wispy black locks.
Nix lightly pulled on Persius’s hair, pausing his tongue on her wetness. “You want to participate in the group sex that badly, huh?” Nix asked Bael.
“Hi, hello, incubus who loves you here.” Bael waved a hand over his body. In nothing but black boxers, he was a tantalizing, sinful sight to behold. “Ready for duty.”
Nix’s breath caught. “Loveme?” she questioned in disbelief.
“I told you that I’d kill for you.”
“You’d kill for lollipops.”
“Because I fuckinglovelollipops.” Bael stepped to the edge of the bed and touched her ankle. He drew a design with his finger, dragging it up her calf. “I’ve never loved anyone before. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I don’t really ‘like’ people.”
Nix rolled her eyes.
Bael leaned down, laying his chin onto her calf as he said, “I love the way you don’t judge me for being a literal Hell demon. I love the way you impulsively do things that end up blowing up in your face—like when you tried to sneak some of the potion ingredients in class and caused an explosion.”
He kissed her ankle and added, “I love the way you stand up for yourself. I was so damn hard when you told off the dean in his office.”
“Me too,” Ryker grunted.
“Me three,” Thierry said.
Bael told her, “I have witnessed appalling torture and seen traumatic, vile things that drive normal people mad. But the idea of not being by your side, not allowed to touch you or make you smile or squirm or scream from orgasming around my cock, which by the way is better than your other mates’ mediocre dicks—”
“So goddamn immature,” Thierry stated. But it made Nix smile.
Bael squeezed her ankle. “Baby, if I’m not allowed to be near you, I might as well be back in Hell.” Bael stared deeply into her eyes and projected his regret.
“I’m sorry, Nix,” Bael told her. Genuinely. Remorsefully. “Now, will you let me help make you come?” He kissed her calf lightly. “That’s all I want to do. Make my mate come so much, she passes out.”
“You promise not to use hypnosis on me again?”
“I promise not to use any of my powers on you unless you ask me to.”
Nix quirked an eyebrow.
He shrugged. “There are some sexual contexts where you might like it.”
Nix sighed, fighting off a smile. “You…can join us.”
