If this was what having sex in the Celestial Realm was like, maybe I was gonna like this place more than I’d thought.
I pushed my neck forward, loving the feel of his hand there as I drank him down. “My perfect little mate,” Mikhail growled, one hand still on my head, controlling me. “Swallowing every drop I give you. Good girl, aren’t you? You know you need this more than any medicine.” His fingers moved from my throat to one nipple, pinching gently, then harder, with each pulse of power down my throat. A short, fierce climax shook me as he twisted and pulled relentlessly at my nipple.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I heard from the foot of the bed. I felt hands pushing my legs apart roughly, and a hot tongue swiping a long lick all the way from my ass to my clit. Righteous’s hungry eyes met mine as he nibbled and lapped at my inner thighs, teasing me. “More delicious than any candy I’ve ever had,” he said, maneuvering me so I lay on my side with one leg raised, his hands gripping my thighs and holding me in position.
Then with a quick move, so smooth it didn’t disrupt the rhythm Mikhail had set up in fucking my mouth, Righteous twisted his entire body, his head wedging between my thighs as he buried his face in my pussy. I squealed around Mikhail’s thick cock as Ry attacked me below with his tongue, using whatfelt like bristles of soulfire to vibrate against my clit while he plunged inside me.
Mikhail grunted with displeasure. “Dammit.”
“What?” I asked, moving my head away for a quick breath. Righteous did something to my clit with his tongue and a spiral of soulfire that stole my attention, and when I stopped panting, Mikhail’s brow was furrowed, one hand on his slick cock. I frowned up at him, wondering why he’d stepped back. “That didn’t feel good?”
“No, my beloved, it felt amazing. I’m just… I’m jealous.” He sighed and stroked my hair. “I want my mouth on you, too. I should have started with that.”
Righteous mumbled something that might have been, “You snooze, you lose,” and went back to work, nibbling and sucking at my clit.
“Come on, Doctor Growly. Don’t I get a lollipop for being a good patient?” I teased, arching my back and opening my mouth again. “Ahhh.”
They both fed me energy and pleasure until I came apart in a shower of golden sparks—literal ones. It felt different than it ever had before. More intense. I wondered if they were pulling too much of their own soulfire and feeding it into me, but when I sent that question in my thoughts, they both looked at me like I’d lost my mind.
Scrap, I could go all day and all night like this,Ry teased without stopping his vigorous tongue massage.
Please… do,I replied, panting even in my thoughts. It felt like he was spooling a thread of soulfire on an invisible clit bobbin, getting faster and faster as he wound. When I came, I wouldn’t be surprised if my pussy manifested some sort of improvisational energy needlepoint project down there. An embroidered pillow with French knots that readHere Lies Feather’s Happiest Ending.
“I’m afraid this isn’t the medicine you need,” Mikhail grumbled after another moment, pulling his cock free of my mouth before he came.
I narrowed my eyes, warning him not to stop. “It so is, Doctor. I promise.”
“No,” he said thoughtfully. “I think the other medicine’s working much better.” Righteous growled, and I watched as Mikhail dropped lower on the bed, moving next to Ry. “I think we should work together as a team to get our girl well, don’t you?”
They turned me onto my back, and I stared down at them, propped up on both elbows. I could tell they were communicating mentally, even hear a soft hum of conversation, but couldn’t make out their words. They both nodded, and then Righteous was back between my legs, tongue-fucking me, his dark hair contrasting with my silver. One of his hands reached up and began working gently, persistently, at my right nipple, twisting and tugging at it with a thin thread of soulfire.
Mikhail mirrored his actions with my other nipple, obviously enjoying the helpless squeaks I made as they tormented me. Then he gently stretched my thighs even wider, and lowered his face next to Righteous, breathing in my scent like he was sampling perfume. After a few seconds, he set the tip of his tongue against my clit, and began sucking and licking in the way he knew I liked best.
I’ll show you a spool of thread,Mikhail thought, and set his tongue on hyperdrive.
My eyes nearly rolled back in my head at the sensation of their two mouths on me, feasting, teasing, sending me over the edge again and again, with no time to recover before the next climax was already there. And then there were more tongues somehow—flames of energy, being pushed inside me, overfilling my pussy until it almost ached, pressing into my ass and fillingme there—and Righteous’s slick fingers plunging into me as well, in a rhythm with his tongue.
“What are you doing?” I gasped, as tongues and fingers and flames all started fucking into me alongside each other, stretching me wide. It felt like I was being penetrated by invisible cocks made of energy that swelled as they moved, hitting every single sensitive place inside my pussy and ass at the same time.
“Teaching you how to take two mates at once, my love,” Mikhail replied, then lowered his head back down.
Orgasms began to cascade over each other faster, the thickening energy pushing me past what I had believed my limits to be. I felt their souls moving inside me, somehow stretching my own soul’s vessel wider than it had been as they pumped me full. My thoughts were wild, flickering images of the fantasies I’d had about them both—and with two other figures in each scene as well. All of them worshiping my body, filling my soul with their own powerful fire.
We’ll save them,Mikhail promised as he hummed around my swollen clit, ceaselessly vibrating it with another coil of soulfire.You’ll bring them here, and we will give you every happy ending you ever dreamed of.
With that, I flew apart again.
“I didn’t know an orgasm could last that long,” I mumbled when I finally came back to myself. “I think I may have blown out some brain cells.”
“Did we break you already, Scrap?” Righteous asked. He was peppering my stomach and hips with gentle kisses, but when I popped one eyelid open, he moved his face to mine, devouring me in a kiss that was as filled with desperation as heat.
Mikhail hummed as he threaded his fingers through my hair, one of his favorite things to do while he was thinking. “Honestly,that’s only the beginning of what a mature High Angelus can do to your sweet body.” Ry’s annoyed grunt made me smile.
“Then I have even more reason to hurry back,” I said, stretching my slightly sore muscles on the bed. “I’ll bring the good sheets with me, too.” I sighed. “I miss my sheets so much. Do they think about me at all, I wonder?”
For some reason, they both gave identical groans. Jealous, I figured.
“I think you need to learn another lesson, sweet soul,” Mikhail growled, right before my wrists and ankles had soft, thick ropes wrapped around them.
