by Crystal Ash
"Hah!" I barked out a harsh laugh that echoed off the surrounding tree trunks before lowering my voice again. "You expect me to believe that shit?"
He shrugged. "It's the truth. Doesn't really matter if you believe me or not." He stepped away from me, his sharp gaze softening. "I'm glad you're okay, Deja."
"Well, it's awfully convenient this meeting was called the day after you saw one of my men," I hissed, ignoring his note of concern for me. "Are your people going to hunt him down now? Drive him out like the witch hunt you're so desperate to avoid? It's fine as long as it's not done to our people, right?"
"Deja." The way he said my name was somewhere between a warning and a plea. His eyes lowered and he sighed as he ran a hand through his coffee-colored hair. I focused on my anger to ignore how sexy it was.
"I had no reason to report your boyfriend, or whatever he is," he muttered. "So I didn't. End of story. He stopped your pain and took you somewhere safe evidently, as you're here now and right as rain." He licked his lips and raised his eyes to me. "Believe it or not, I don't have it out for people just because they're a different species. But I will investigate genuine threats against us. I just want to keep our people safe."
"Huh." I stepped in closer until my lips tingled from the sensation of his breath. "Choice words for a fucking demon hunter."
I walked away before he could respond, crushing leaves and pine needles with my heavy steps. Raum's wings fluttered somewhere behind me as he followed, taking short flights before hopping from branch to branch.
Every muscle in my body was as tense as a wound up spring. As I returned to Diana's car, I tried to convince myself that the thrum of heat and sensitivity pulsing through me was nothing more than anger.
14
RAUM
No one could miss the tension radiating off of Deja like steam from boiling water. I found it sexy but also concerning.
While she normally moved with grace and ease behind the counter at the tea shop even during the busiest times, she was clearly distracted after the impromptu coven meeting.
She kept running into Nona, despite the poor girl clearly noticing the tension too and trying to keep her distance. Deja spilled tea, dropped cups, knocked things to the floor countless times, and seemed to get more frazzled by the minute.
"Baby." I reached across the counter from where I sat and skimmed my fingers along her waist as she walked by. "Just stop for a minute. Take a deep breath."
"I can't, Raum. I have people waiting," she snarled.
With one look at her dilated pupils and hot red flush in her cheeks, I knew exactly what she needed from me. But it would have to wait.
I took a long sip from my cup and ruminated on the knowledge that Seth, that shadow witch, did this to her. She was trying to convince herself that she was pissed at him snitching to the coven, and maybe she really believed that. But after all my years of knowing her and observing humanity, I knew what denial and misplaced feelings looked like. She'd figure it out eventually. I wasn't going to be the one who hit her over the head with it.
The day continued like that until closing. When the last customer left, she slammed the door so hard, it rattled the window panes. Even wiping down counters and throwing cups in the dishwasher were near violent acts.
My hand snapped out and caught her wrist the moment Nona left. I redirected the momentum of her nonstop movement and sent her barreling into my chest. Right where I wanted her.
"I said, slow down."
"You don't need to grab me like that." Her golden eyes blazed with anger but her voice heated with lust.
"No," I agreed while pressing my palm into the curve just above her ass, pinning her against me. I lowered my mouth to her ear. "But you love it when I do."
She molded herself to me just for a second before stiffening again. Heat radiated off of her and her aura was going crazy with activity. Every little wiggle she made as she struggled only made me harder.
"I need to finish," she protested weakly.
"Yes, you do," I growled, nipping her earlobe. "First on my face. Then wrapped around my cock."
"Raum." She said my name with a hot little whimper and raised her hands to my chest as if to push me away. But she didn't.
Finally, there was a brief pause of no movement at all. She stopped squirming and just let me hold her. Then with a huge sigh, she leaned her forehead against my chest.
"I don't know what to do," she whispered. "They're going to come after you."
"We're probably going to have to skip town a bit," I said, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Sooner rather than later."
"I really thought they could be my family. I never thought they would all feel this way about your kind."
Even my cold, black heart ached at the sorrow in her voice. I squeezed her tighter.
"We're you're family," I breathed into her hair. "We're the only ones who will always be here. Everyone else, well." I released a heavy sigh of my own. "Humans either disappoint you or they die."
She nodded sadly and stood on tiptoe to wrap her arms around my neck. Her head rested on my shoulder while I massaged circles up and down her back.
The hard bite to my neck came without warning.
"Ahh!" I yelped, pulling away more in surprise than pain.
"That's for interfering with my work," she said with a naughty smile that instantly made me as hard as a rock.
"You wicked little witch," I growled, holding on as she squirmed against me again, this time while giggling. "I think I'll need some extra help punishing you for that." I reached out to Sal, just brushing his aura with mine. He'd feel how badly I wanted her and know exactly what I needed him for.
Meanwhile, I attacked her neck in the same manner, not caring if I left any visible marks. She was all mine to mark up. The fact that she pressed herself against me harder, rather than squirming away, just proved to me how much she needed this. My girl was frustrated, both sexually and with the bigger matter of the witch hunt looming over us.
And my job was to fuck that frustration out of her.
I shoved her leggings down and grabbed each of her ass cheeks roughly, ensuring I left my mark on her there too. She reached for my zipper but I caught her wrists and held them at her sides.
"No," I scolded. "You get my cock when I say you do."
She stuck out her bottom lip in a pout, which I sucked into my mouth in a bruising kiss. Rough and fast, I made off with her shirt and bra, coaxing her nipples into diamond-hard points to the sounds of her sweet whimpers in my mouth.
"You called for me?"
We both looked up to see Sal rounding the counter with a wide grin on his face.
"Lion," Deja gasped, her hooded eyes widening as he stalked toward her like a predator.
"Hey, beautiful." He pressed up behind her and accepted her kiss over her shoulder. His hands slid across her waist and up to her breasts where mine just were, allowing me to work my way down.
I kissed my way down her body slowly, already feeling her quiver with anticipation as I peeled the remainder of her leggings over her knees and calves. She stood bare before us, both still fully clothed. She was ours to claim, ours to own.
I took my time appreciating the beautiful, sweeping curves of her legs. My fingers trailed along her calf muscle to the back of her knee. When I looked up, she was still kissing Sal but her hands reached down in search for me.
I grinned and gently nudged her legs apart so I could alternate kisses on each of her inner thighs as I made my way up. This woman was too good for us in so many ways. She always wanted to be fair, to take care of our needs before hers. As a mother, she was the most devoted one I'd ever seen. She could have been a great role model for the cross-bearers, and maybe even had been made a saint if only they knew how to fucking appreciate her.
My mouth brushed against her pussy, already coated in her sweet wetness. Her fingers found my hair and scratched with eager, hungry need across my scalp. The view from my perspective was mesmerizing as Sal
pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers. His hands moved across her skin more gently than mine, but no less passionate and possessive.
Her hips rolled against my face as she squirmed between us. I stuck my tongue out to just barely indulge her and moved away whenever she demanded more pressure.
"Raum, please," she begged when her mouth came free from Sal's.
"Hmm, that's a start." I absentmindedly trailed a finger between her soaked pussy lips. "Good girls do say please. How about you stop squirming around and just let me eat your pussy?"
"I can't. I need it too much," she whined.
My cock swelled and twitched behind my layers of clothes, but I shook my finger and clicked my tongue at her.
"Sal, hold her still if she won't stop moving."
Deja let out a gasping moan as he secured one arm around the front of her shoulders and wrapped the other around her hips. She probably wasn't used to him taking control like that, and from the way her clit swelled, she fucking loved it.
The good thing about Sal was he was adaptable. I knew he gravitated toward the submissive side when they were alone but with three of us in the mix, he could either contrast my rough-handling ways or help me double down on it.
Sure enough, Deja's wiggles ceased immediately as he held her still from behind. Only breathy moans escaped her as I dragged my tongue along her swollen, decadent lips, savoring her sweet, musky taste. As I finally pressed light kisses to her clit, I pushed two fingers inside her to stroke her inner walls.
"Good girl," I murmured, pressing my lips and tongue harder against that little mound as she still did not squirm. Her pussy closed in around my fingers as I pumped them deeper, pressing my knuckles against her clit as well.
She let out a scream as she came undone. Her lower body shook and trembled so hard, her pussy practically vibrated against my face. And she still didn't try to pull away, even though she had to be incredibly sensitive with the aftershocks.
I stood quickly just as Sal released his arm around her. Her skin flushed, her hair fucked up, her chest heaving with those perfect tits and rigid nipples. I couldn't fucking stand it anymore.
With an animalistic growl, I grabbed her arm and pulled her to me. My mouth devoured hers and this time I let her rip my clothes off. My skin sang with pleasure at the sensation of her bare hands and her lips on me. So often I was bent on taking control and making her come apart, I forgot how good it was to receive it from her.
Behind her, I heard a metallic clink as Sal's belt buckle pulled apart. But the moment she released my cock and gave it long, sensual strokes between us, my attention returned back to where it belonged.
I lifted her by her ass cheeks and set her on the bar stool I'd been sitting in, then impaled her in one fluid stroke. She screamed, flailing for balance on the rickety stool but Sal was right there to support her back against his chest. She looked up at him and I caught a glimpse of their connection in that brief moment. They supported each other, anchors to ground each other during times of chaos.
And me? I was her freedom.
She needed me for moments like this, where she was frustrated to the point of angry tears and needed to unleash it all through orgasms, screams, and sweet, sweet pain.
My grip on her thighs was like iron as I fucked her, alternating shallow and deep thrusts to delay her already mounting orgasm. I watched unashamedly as she moaned and sighed under the impact of my thrusts, taking kisses from her other lover and yelping as he pinched her nipples.
Abruptly I pulled out, my cock coated in her juices and achingly hard as it pointed straight at her.
"Flip over on your stomach," I commanded. "Now."
She obeyed, knees wobbling like a newborn fawn as her toes touched down on the floor. I bit my lip hard as she turned. Her perfect heart-shaped ass came into my view, the bruises from our last session just fading. I had to make sure to re-apply them.
She presented that ass like a perfect meal as she rested her stomach across the stool, her toes barely touching the ground.
"Let Sal have some love." I watched her skin shiver as I traced my fingertips down the back of her thigh. "Show him how much you love to please him."
She grabbed Sal's hips and pulled him forward without hesitation. His cock head slid past her lips and he let out a moan of appreciation, stroking her cheek affectionately.
I gave her a few moments to get down to business on him before bringing my palm down hard on her right ass cheek.
"Keep sucking him," I commanded as she yelped and paused to absorb my blow.
She resumed, taking him deeper like a good girl as he rubbed her shoulders and neck. I came down hard on her other cheek and she moaned as she took him further down her throat. It was a perfect balance. He kept her sane while I drove her wild.
Fuck, my balls were so tight and my cock so rigid just from watching her suck him, her beautiful pussy and legs on display and her gorgeous ass marked with my hand prints. I didn't even need to be inside her to feel bursting with cum.
I sucked in deep breaths to cool myself down. She was waiting for me to fuck her again but she wouldn't beg or whine for it. My good girl waited patiently for my cock and took care of her other lover while doing so.
I waited until Sal was nearing his tipping point too. He thrust into her sweet mouth and his breathing became labored as his orgasm built.
Then I took my place between those beautiful cheeks that I marked and fucked her like I wouldn't see again for another thousand years.
15
DEJA
Raum slammed into me with all the force of an ocean crashing against the shore. Somehow I absorbed the impact but the intensity knocked the wind out of me. He filled me completely with the most mind-numbing pleasure and just as quickly pulled back. I braced myself on that wobbly stool as best as I could with his relentless pounding.
In front of me, Sal stroked his rigid shaft while his other hand moved across my back, my neck, and my breasts. My mouth and tongue reached desperately for his wide, bulbous head but Raum was slamming into me so hard, I couldn't keep him in my mouth.
"I love watching you get fucked," Sal told me with a lusty groan. He bent down to kiss me. "It's so hot seeing you try to keep it together, beautiful."
I almost felt bashful but a new surge of desire filled me completely separate from what Raum was doing to me. I loved that Sal was so giving, so selfless as to still derive pleasure from watching someone else fuck me. And he still thought I was beautiful despite my fucked up hair, contorted facial expressions and being sweaty and flushed.
Raum practically roared as he upped the speed and intensity of his thrusts, making me see stars as another orgasm built within me like a volcano. His cock seemed to swell within me as the convulsions hit and then a surge of warmth as he emptied inside me.
"Yes, beautiful. Feel what do you to him when you cum." Sal watched with fascination as Raum twitched and jerked inside me, then withdrew.
"Clean me off," he commanded in a harsh, breathless whisper. He walked around to the front of me where I held my tongue out, waiting.
He moaned and shuddered as I licked the cocktail of our fluids off him. His pulse thrummed beneath his skin as his breath escaped in deep, labored gasps.
"Mmph!" I cried out with my mouth full of him as Sal's thick cock pushed past my slick folds. He slid all the way inside, filling my emptiness and withdrawing from me in smooth strokes. As his mouth brushed kisses over my back, I arched greedily under his touch.
It felt so different from Raum, like he was caressing the inside of me. The lingering soreness from Raum's hard thrusts was soothed by Sal's fluid movements. It wasn't even that he was gentle, he still stretched me to the brim with his thickness as he filled me. But his whole energy and approach made me crave him after getting my fill of Raum's roughness.
"Would you like to cum one more time, baby?" Raum's voice thundered above me.
"Yes, please," I moaned against his hip, his now-soft cock perfectly c
lean. My orgasm was building up slower with Sal but I knew it would be no less earth-shattering.
"Good girl," Raum purred and palmed each of my breasts, squeezing my nipples between his fingers.
I squealed at the sharpness, the sensation reaching all the way to my clit as Sal drove into me steadily. He moaned as I clenched around him, slowly driving his hips harder against my tender ass cheeks as his own orgasm built.
Raum knelt in front of me, his hands winding through my hair as he brought his face to mine.
"I want to make more babies with you." His tone was serious, his dark eyes so dilated they looked completely black as they bore into mine. "It doesn't matter which one of us knocks you up, I want to see your belly get big and I want to be a father again."
"Raum," I gasped, tears springing to my eyes as my body became filled with equal parts carnal pleasure and pure love.
He kissed me deeply, gently cupping the sides of my face. Sal kissed my shoulder blade at the same time and I wondered how I could possibly deserve such pure, passionate love. Not only from one or two men but three.
"Fuck, I love you, Deja," Raum murmured against my lips.
"Love you so fucking much, beautiful," Sal panted at the nape of my neck before planting a kiss there.
I opened my mouth to tell them I loved them both, more than I could express over multiple lifetimes, but my words became lost as my final orgasm hit me like a freight train. It didn't just wrack my body, that overwhelming pleasure touched my emotions. My eyes shut tight from the intensity but I felt my aura spark and shoot off like fireworks as pure, unrestrained love flooded my senses.
Nerves frazzled and muscles shot, I began crumpling off the stool to the floor but not before Sal swept me up in his arms.
"In seven thousand years I swear I've never came like that," he panted, kissing my forehead as he cradled me against his chest.
"I love you guys so much." My voice came out in a breathless whisper as I pressed my cheek to Sal's heart. My exhausted eyelids parted to look over at Raum. "I was trying to say it back, but you know."
