Wrath’s slick fingers leave my mouth and twist straight into Blush’s asshole, and she lets out a sharp, broken moan. Almost at the same moment, I feel Soul shove his fingers deep into mine, and my body bucks, a gasp escaping before I can even catch it.
Wrath doesn’t wait—once his fingers are knuckle-deep, he shifts behind Blush, positioning with perfect control. From where I’m pinned, I have a full view as he presses his thick cock against her soaked entrance, and I watch every inch as he forces it in.
She struggles, body tensing, a strangled scream ripping from her throat, but Wrath doesn’t slow, doesn’t stop. He drives himself deep, ramming forward with no hesitation, splitting her wide open while her pussy clenches and drips just inches above my face.
As Soul starts working his fingers inside me, rough and deep, Blush lowers her mouth to my clit and sucks like she’s starving.
Above me, Wrath doesn’t waste a second; he slams into her so hard the sound of flesh on flesh cracks through the forest, echoing like a warning.
I can see everything, his balls smacking against her clit, her pussy swallowing him with each brutal thrust, lips stretched wide around his pierced cock, taking each spike, her cum turning thick, messy, dripping onto my face as she takes him deeper with every stroke.
Blush suddenly pulls off my clit, gasping, but before she can move, I hear her choke—Soul’s hand wrapped tight around her throat, holding her in place.
His fingers never stop inside me, fast, relentless, hitting the right spot and the sight of Wrath destroying her from behind, Soul choking her out while fingering me, it lights something violent in my chest.
I can feel my orgasm rising fast, out of control. My hand shoots up between Blush’s legs, rubbing her swollen, pierced clit with purpose as her body trembles above mine.
Wrath doesn’t let up, he fucks harder, crueller, every thrust punching a cry out of her, her breaths choked.
“Fucking come and I’ll let go,” Soul growls, voice tight with lust. “Be a good little lesbian and come hard on my brother’s dick.”
Just as I shatter, Blush does too at the same time and squirts over my face. It unexpectedly goes in my eyes, my open, screaming mouth. Soul and Wrath continue to wreck her, not letting go, making sure she's milked for everything. When that time comes, everyone slows down and she gasps for air.
I laugh from beneath, breathless.
That was fucking amazing and well fucking worth it.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Wrath
I stare into nothing as Aurelia stirs against me, finally waking up after getting absolutely railed last night. She turns, side-eyeing me, a small smile playing on her lips. With my arm already tightly wrapped around her from behind, she pushes her ass back against my cock and I growl low in my throat.
She turns in my arms to face me, settling in, and when she’s comfortable, I look down at her. That’s when I notice the fresh cut on her cheek. I lift my hand and gently run my thumb over it.
“What happened here?” I ask.
She sighs, lowering her eyes.
“Your godfather decided to throw something at me last night,” she admits.
My head lifts slightly, brows pinching, anger simmering beneath the surface.
“Don’t worry about it. He clearly doesn’t like me.”
I growl, lying my head back down.
“He doesn’t fucking like anyone. He’s a prick. And I’ll kill him.”
She glances up at me now.
“You don’t get on?” she asks softly.
I stare at the black walls behind her, reading over my red script painted across them as I answer.
“He’s the only parent I had. Mine were killed—here at Oddity.”
I drop my eyes back to hers.
