by Vin Stephens
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Devon stared at Sin in shock. There was such a fierce light of determination burning in her eyes. She would admit such things just to stay? They could have condemned her as a devil’s spawn. She would rather face their scorn than their rejection? Was it possible that she truly wanted to stay that badly even after seeing his beastly body? He was almost afraid to ask. So he didn’t. He accepted and then did what he knew best. He took control.
Turning away, he strode to his armchair and sat down. He could see the uncertainty on her flushed face and took pleasure in enjoying it for a moment before commanding. She changed so easily from fire-breathing dragon to beguiling temptress to subdued slave that he knew he would never bore with her. “Come here, Sin.”
She came willingly. Her shoulders shook as she trembled before him. Did she really believe he would throw her out after such a confession? Hell, the moment she’d stepped into his room he’d been struck by the desire to just grab onto her and never release her. He knew her admission was for his benefit. She trusted him. He closed his eyes and tried to let go of anger and hatred that had ruled over his life from birth. She could stand before him bravely, proud of the fact that her father was a demon. Perhaps being a beast was not so unacceptable. Beneath it all they were the same, misfits in this world, and he was damn blessed that she had found him. Together they could maybe make life worth living and loving. “Take off your dress and come lie on my lap.”
The sweet smile that broke out on her face made his own lips twitch for the first time in his life. He waited impatiently as she pulled the sheer dress over her head and dutifully approached. Before she could place her belly on his thighs, he halted her with a raised hand. Reaching out to the table at his side, he grabbed the string of beads he’d been dying to torment her with. He took extreme pleasure in playing with the various-sized balls attached to the length. With deliberate patience, drawing the suspense and anxiety out for her, he placed the length across his lap. He patted invitingly. “Come.”
He marveled at her smooth skin, her sweet surrender, and unconditional trust as she bent over him. He caressed her ass as he adjusted her so that the long string was nestled between her pussy lips. His fingers were slick with her expectant moisture as he made sure a little bead pressed against her sensitive bud. His leg went over her thighs to hold her in place. “There’s something you must learn. Here, be you daughter of a god, demon, or a king, you are still my slave. I am your ultimate Master.”
“Yes, Master.”
Holding fast to the string, Devon ran his free hand over her plump ass cheeks. There was so much decadent flesh he didn’t know where to begin. He wanted to lave and devour every delectable inch of her. “Turn your face to the side, my pet. Kyle and Timber are going to undress for you.” He watched her sleek mass of pin-straight hair fall to the side as she obeyed him wordlessly. Timber and Kyle had huge grins on their faces as they slowly began to discard their clothes.
Kyle winked cockily. “Be sure to keep your eyes wide open, Sin.” His groin thrust forward suggestively. The thick elastic of his white briefs flashed as his trousers rode low on his hips. “Ever had two men do a striptease just for you?”
“Fuck.” Timber was unbuttoning his shirt. “You got just the goods to reward us for this show.” His eyes perused the lush baggage in Devon’s lap.
Sin’s middle wriggled against him as the men’s play aroused her, and Devon’s cock strained. “Be still, slave.” He brought his hand down hard. The sound of his palm against her fleshy ass was quickly followed by her ecstatic cry. Before the sting could subside, he pulled the string until a single bead plopped against her love bud. Sin jerked violently in his lap.
“You have been a very mouthy girl, Sin. Do you like what happens to naughty pets?” He waited and got no answer. You sure do. His hand came down again as he simultaneously yanked two beads over her pussy. He knew the uneven sizes of the nuggets would drive her insane. Her lusty scream said it all. “You haven’t answered my question, Sin. Where is that racy mouth now?”
Sin whimpered but refused to answer. He knew she wouldn’t. She wouldn’t because she loved his punishment. Devon’s cock began to pulsate against her warmth. God, would he ever get enough of her? She was the greediest, more delightful creature. He had enough toys and games to last them a lifetime. And he would demand nothing less than an eternity with her.
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Sin cried out again as his hand landed on her ass. Sharp pain laced up her pussy channel. The merciless beads grated against her, and her pussy contracted. It was such a medley of sensations, pain and sheer sweet torture, and it all collided together within her as her juices gushed. Her ass cheeks burned with the spanking. Her bud throbbed under the smooth, irregular torment. Even her teeth hurt from grinding together as she watched the delicious, sweet eye candy doing their slow strip down. She wanted it to go on, just as she needed it to end. But she’d let Devon decide when she’d had enough. Her Master knew her limits, and he knew just how to stretch it.
Her teeth bit the inside of her cheeks as his hand came down again. The fast flow of the pussy tickler sent a hum of vibrations against her clit. Little, little, big, freaking huge. Sin mewled loud and hard as the last giant bead finally popped past her pulsing bud. Fuck but that feels good. The large protrusion piercing her side felt even better. “Please, Master.” She wriggled desperately.
“Shush, impatient wretch.” Devon grabbed a handful of hair and turned her head to receive his kiss. It was brutal and hungry, a punishment all on its own as her body threatened to erupt. As if sensing her climax close at hand, Devon swept his tongue into her mouth one last time before pushing her away. “Go to Kyle, my pet.”
Sin scrambled off his lap hurriedly. Kyle was sitting on the sofa, delightfully naked. He was a mouthwatering dessert, sprawled out especially for her ravishing. Her knees buckled, but she quickly padded across the luxuriantly thick carpet. Uncertain on where she should sit, she stopped before the delicious specimen and eyed his erect cock. Quickly he grabbed her and spun her around. Sin found herself once again on a man’s lap, but this time seated. The hot tip of his penis tapped her back impatiently. She needed to find to find a release to this pressure that had built up within her. But Kyle did nothing.
Annoyed, she turned to Devon. Thankfully he did not linger in his chair as he’d done in the past. She watched in silent appreciation as he stood up and began to undo his cuffs. Fuck, but that habit turned her on. It had done so right from the beginning.
“You’ve been such a good slave that I will reward you.”
Sin’s eyes bulged as his hand moved to his shirt front. Would he? God she prayed he would. “Thank you, Master.” Her whisper was soft and heartfelt. This could not be easy for him. God how she had longed to make love to him with her eyes open. How she wished to touch his body as he fucked her with his expert cock. Finally.
With rapt fascination, she watched as he peeled off his shirt and placed it carefully over the chair back. His movements were so controlled and precise, she could not help the shiver that raked through her. He was just as meticulous while screwing. The entrance to her womanly opening squeezed in anticipation.
His eyebrows lifted as though he knew. “Open your legs for me, sweet Sin. I have a present for you.”
Her thighs trembled as she spread her legs wantonly. Kyle played with the insides of her thighs as he nuzzled the side of her neck, but her attention remained on Devon. He wore no briefs. Sin understood. Her Master abhorred restraints or restrictions. He lived life as he pleased. The blood thundered in Sin’s ears as Devon approached her slowly. He looked like a dangerous, feral predator stalking his prey. Fluid gushed in her pussy from just looking at him. How could he ever believe himself abhorrent? He was magnificent, all power and might—pure male. She reached out and tenderly touched the larger gash across his abdomen. His muscles rippled as he clenched against the alien touch. Sin continued to explore his body, each dent and swell. Tears prickled at
her eyeballs, but she swallowed them down. The time for pain was past. The healing would start.
She looked up and found his face etched in silent torment. His eyes searched hers, desperately seeking acceptance, a salvation he had been denied from birth. Sin smiled tenderly. “You’re beautiful, Devon. Every single inch of you is gorgeous.”
His tendons chorded along his arms as his fists clenched. “It is you who is beautiful, Sin. You make things better, even horrid things, with just a touch.”
“I don’t make anything, Devon. I can only see what is already there. I see you.” She looped her hand around his massive cock, which jutted out for attention as she smiled wickedly. “I also see something that needs relief.” Her hand stroked and caressed the bulbous head. The first dewy droplet formed, and she teased his moisture with her thumb.
His breath whistled through his teeth. “Demon spawn.” Sin gasped as he grabbed her legs. He threw each over a shoulder as he leaned down into her. His hands latched onto her generous hips. “And now, my evil slave, you will have what I’ve wanted to give from the day I met you.”
“Mm…” Sin’s mind reeled. Kyle pulled her back until she was against the wall of his chest. His hands circled her and rolled her large nipples to painful awareness. Sharp teeth nipped at her ear.
Devon’s hand anchored on the sofa back beside her head as he reached down with his free hand. He taunted her cunt and the taut hole in her ass. The blunt point of his cock prodded her pussy lips with a searing kiss. “To see your big, lush body being fucked by three large cocks.”
Sin shouted as he thrust into her. His thick length sank to the hilt. She was stretched, filled, and completely consumed. The soft muscles of her pussy sucked and milked at the vanadium steel length impaling her. Her fingers tangled in his thick mahogany curls, and she brought his mouth to her. Her tongue thrashed desperately against his, lunging and retreating, willing him to mimic the action with his cock.
Instead, Kyle lifted her by the love handles and tortured the puckered tissue of her ass. Sin panted harshly in preparation for the bestial invasion. He took his time, rocking slowly into her while her body stretched to accommodate him.
“I can feel Kyle’s cock in your ass.” Devon cupped her face and tipped her head to the side. “I want to watch you eat Timber’s cock while I fuck your pussy.”
Sin licked her lips at the sight that greeted her. Timber’s stiff cock jerked as he knelt beside her. He threaded his finger through her hair and hissed loudly as Sin grasped his eager member in a choking hold and kissed the red, swollen tip. Her tongue taunted the slit topping the smooth head while her hand stroked the soft skin encasing steel. She took him into her mouth with greedy gulps. With one hand in her hair, and the other, which moved down to plucked and roll her nipple, he prodded her to swallow him whole. His thick head vibrated at the silent scream deep in her throat.
Devon’s hand pinched at her other nipple as he began his slow, even strokes. The deep grunts and rough breathing of her men filled the room. Her body cried in quiet surrender. Kyle’s cock kept pace with Devon. Her ass burned from the brutal penetration. Her weeping pussy throbbed and sucked ravenously at Devon’s gorging cock. Juices dripped and slid down her ass crack. Timber was so far down her throat, her saliva dribbled down her chin, unable to be swallowed.
Every facet of her womanhood was being stimulated and ravaged. Tiny little jets of spray spilled down her quivering passage. The small releases were still not enough for her. Rock-hard muscles and cocks, tweaking fingers, and hungry mouths all feasted off her. They stamped their ownership on her body and claimed her as only expert lovers could. Her lovers. “Please, Master.”
Devon’s growl reverberated through her mind. Timber’s cock pulsated ruthlessly as Sin knew he was going to explode. His heavy scrotum slapped at her chin. She ran her finger through the dark valley until she found the tight hole on his ass. Without pause, her baby finger squeezed into the flexing opening.
“Fuck, Sin. Don’t.” Timber’s hoarse shout echoed through the room as he rammed into her mouth. Her finger never let up the pressure on his tiny anus, and he exploded. He tried to pull out at the last second, but her teeth clamped down mercilessly. She gagged reflexively but swallowed each drop of his musky cum. He strained and jerked against her face, smothering her as she milked him of his precious essence. He sagged heavily.
“Shameless witch.” Devon’s chastising made her smile.
One down. She reached behind to grasp Kyle.
Kyle bit into her shoulder. “Fuck yes, baby. Your ass is so tight.”
Sin’s sphincter muscles contracted at the hot whisper.
“Oh shit.” Kyle groaned as his teeth sank in deeper. But the action made her ass clench tighter, and within the next second he was roaring his release as hot fluid flooded her. His cock plundered into her savagely as he was overcome with the selfish need for completion. Sin accepted his streaming, hot liquid with a sultry chuckle. Two down.
Devon slowed his movements. “You are ruthless, Sin.” He slammed into her suddenly. “But you are still my slave. Remember that.”
Sin whimpered as her pussy rejoiced at her Master’s authority. “Please, I cannae take more.”
Devon’s hips flexed as he took her from different directions. “Submit to me.”
“Aye, I belong tae ye.” Sin’s body arched and twisted under his unbending command.
“Surrender.”
Sin moaned as her climax still escaped her. Her eyes squeezed tightly as the bittersweet pain laced through her high-strung body. If he didn’t have mercy soon, she would snap. “Ye are my Master.”
His thrusts came faster, one stroke melting into the next. “Love me.”
“Oh, aye. Oh how I love ye. With all my heart I love ye.” She shattered. Each fierce spurt of hot juices was greeted with Devon’s own release. Their bodies clung helplessly together, skin to skin, and sweat to sweat, as their union was finally complete. Devon shuddered. His guttural shout sent the very last of his essence deep into her. Sin mumbled incoherently as her pussy wept uncontrollably. His hold on her was so tight she had to gasp for air. As the final tremble raked through her body, Sin fell back onto Kyle.
She closed her eyes but fought sleep. For some reason she was afraid she might wake up and find that this miraculous night had simply been a dream. Suddenly, strong arms lifted her. She knew Devon by his heady, masculine scent. “Devon.” She curled up against his chest as he carried her to his bed.
“It’s all right, love.” He never let go as he slipped in beside her. “Timber and Kyle are snoring wherever they fell.”
Sin smiled with her lids still heavily sealed. “Poor babies. I must think of a way to reward them for my torture.”
She giggled as Devon pinched her chin lightly. “You are truly evil.” His fingers caressed her cheek. “What do I tell your brother when he comes for you tomorrow?” He kissed her jaw and whispered. “That all three of us fools have managed to fall head over heels for his sister?”
“Oh, I don’t think he’ll be surprised. Thank Vice for getting rid of that amulet.” She opened her eyes and found Devon’s forehead creased in confusion. She touched a jagged scar that ran across his eyebrow and admired the solemn glint of silver in his gray eyes. “And tell him he was right. I finally found the place where I belong, right here beside you.”
Devon’s jaws worked soundlessly before his face broke out into an adorable frown. “There are contracts I need to draw up.”
Sin grabbed the sides of his face and laughed boisterously. “Don’t even think of it. I’m not signing anything. You’ll just have to trust me.”
Devon sighed heavily, much too exaggerated by Sin’s estimation. “I guess you’re right. You’ll probably break every rule I write down anyway.”
Her tongue laved on the seam of his lips as she promised, “Yes, definitely, Master. Always.”
THE END
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