“Bael!”
The incubus’s tail settled right over her tightest entrance. She yelled out at the sensation of the aggressive vibrations against her rosebud.
“Forgive us,” Persius said softly in a seductive tone as Nix felt his warm hand brush over her ass cheek.
“Forgive,” Ryker whispered into her hair as he shifted to lay his free left hand over her breast.
“Please,” Thierry added genuinely as he clasped a hand over her hip.
Nix’s eyelids fluttered open, and she moaned when she saw that each of her men touched her and continued jerking off their hard erections.
Ryker’s cherub cheeks were tinted with a flushed pink as he bit his lip and touched himself. His pupils had grown to large, black circles.
Thierry, always calm and in control, breathed heavily, fogging up his wide-rimmed glasses.
Ryker buried his face in Nix’s hair.
Meanwhile, the sex demon stared up at Nix as he ate the hell out of her pussy.
“Bael.”
He smirked onto her clit. “Yeah, moan your favorite mate’s name louder, baby.” His tongue flexed and slithered out into a long, prehensile length that slithered further down to flick over her weeping entrance.
“Sssstill think you can lie to ussss?” His forked tongue slurred his words. “You’re soaked right now.”
A hot, wet mouth sucked Nix’s right nipple, and she gasped again. Her body tensed and shook as another mouth settled onto her opposite breast. Another of her mates kissed her neck.
The overstimulation overruled her.
“Just give in to the feeling.”
“Let it wash over you.”
“Come for us, beautiful.”
“Come on the demon’s mouth.”
Her eyelids clenched shut; Nix’s lips parted. She sucked in stuttered breaths as her body violently trembled with the pending release. The tension twisted and knotted in her lower abdomen.
Building and building. Tightening. Erupting.
“That’s it. Look how pretty you are when you come.”
“Beautiful.”
“Lamperós.”
“Open your eyes, Nix.”
Mouth completely agape at the sensations, she hesitantly opened her eyes and looked down.
Little flames flickered across her arms, casting a haunting glow in the dark classroom.
“Our mate is a fucking phoenix ready to blow.”
Ryker nipped at her neck and demanded, “Come.”
The orgasm slammed through her body, pausing and restarting every vital organ. Her lungs had to relearn how to inhale and exhale as the buildup broke and scattered through her. Ecstasy pumped through her veins as flames lit up her body.
