She quivered, unable to stop the surge of lust at the mere suggestion. She had always loved anal, the pleasure and pain and forbidden carnality of it. Her sex clenched, and Raum shuddered. Heat roiled within her, and she could see the flames licking at the edges of her vision, knew fire danced in her eyes.
Then they moved.
Raum ground himself against her clit, and she heard the slap of skin as Kobal fucked him. A slow rhythm began, Raum filling her and Kobal filling him. It was amazing how well they moved together. Kobal grabbed her knees and held her legs open even wider for Raum to push his cock as far into her pussy as possible. The feel was pure sin. She couldn’t get enough. He plunged into her again and again, the hair on his chest rasping her nipples. She could hear the heavy panting of both men mixed with her own gasps each time the dark-haired demon stretched her. The smell of sex, sweat and them curled into her nostrils, the most erotic of aphrodisiacs.
With every thrust into her pussy, she could feel an orgasm building. The power that cycled back and forth between them was enough to bring the high-rise down around them if they released it outward. Her channel clenched on that hard cock, ecstasy skipping down her skin. So close. So very close.
Raum’s green eyes closed, his head dropping to her shoulder as his body moved between hers and Kobal’s. She held him close, and from this angle she could see everything the blond demon was doing. It was arousing to watch, as if she needed one more thing to set her on the ragged edge of climax.
His long cock slid deep in the other man’s anus, his paler skin a contrast to Raum’s dark tan. Her nails dug into Raum’s shoulders as he pistoned in and out of her at the same swift rhythm that Kobal set. They moved together, the three of them, striving for the same hot completion.
Kobal slid his hand into her hair, forcing her head forward until he could kiss her. It was sweet, hot and wild. Perfect. His taste was lighter than Raum’s, almost sweet. Addicting. Kobal’s fingers tightened in her hair, which exposed her throat for Raum’s lips. He opened his mouth on her skin, sucking and biting.
“Yes,” she moaned. “More.”
A little more was all she’d need. She closed her eyes, letting her senses expand. The energy in the room was chaotic, rising to a fever pitch of lust that was as powerful as a caress. Behind her lids, she could still see the brilliance of Raum’s lightning surrounded by the heated flame of Kobal. And all of that energy was driving into her. The physical aspects of demon sex were only a small part of the pleasure. Their natural form was pure energy, and their coupling was damn near combustible.
Those lightning strikes hit her as Raum fucked her pussy hard and fast. Kobal’s kiss was enough to singe her flesh. The threads of energy that connected them in sex widened as Raum offered her the Triad bond, the white-hot energy of his soul opening to her. She could meld her power with his, twining them together so deeply she wouldn’t know where he ended and she began. It was so tempting. Too tempting. To have that link to another, to never have a single moment where she was alone. Her heart clenched at the thought. She was so alone, had been for a century.
When Kobal gave her the same opportunity to bond, vulnerable and accessible for whatever she wanted, it was almost more than she could bear. She wavered, standing on a precipice she hadn’t faced since Shax.
Shax.
Just his name was enough to pull her back from the edge, and she slammed down the barriers on her power. Both men groaned in pain, and she could feel the shudders running through them, the way their energy wavered.
To distract them, she focused the moment on the physical. She bit Kobal’s lip, then thrust her tongue into his mouth, driving the kiss to new levels of carnality. Fisting her sex around Raum’s dick made him groan, made his strokes pick up speed and force until he hammered into her pussy.
Raum ground his pelvis against her clitoris, that sizzle of lightning hitting her where their bodies joined, and every thought except the drive for orgasm slid from her mind. The kiss with Kobal went wild, and she tasted blood. His or hers, she didn’t know, but it only brought out her most feral instincts. The whole world came to this moment with them. The way they smelled, the sound of skin slapping against skin, the taste of Kobal, the feel of Raum filling her pussy with rough, urgent strokes. She was going to explode. Her sex clamped, ecstasy spreading out in waves until there was no holding it back. She screamed into Kobal’s mouth as she came, rhythmic pulses clenching her sex on Raum’s cock. Both men groaned, and she felt the heat of their energy peak as they hit orgasm simultaneously. Kobal broke the kiss, threw his head back and shouted. Raum shuddered against her, his fluids pumping into her pussy. She could feel how their bond with each other strengthened, reinforced by their sexual connection with each other.
She was not part of that with them, no matter how intense the sex had been for all three of them.
It was almost bitter, that she’d had to make herself turn what had been so sweet into something that was merely sex, but that was the reality of her life. She would never bond again, not after what Shax had done to her, not after the shattered remains she’d had to pick up when he’d abandoned her to a fate of eternal damnation.
Chapter Three
The three of them spent the day rutting in the men’s apartment. In the kitchen, on the floor in the living room, in the bedroom and the shower just before they’d had to meet Samael. Raum and Kobal insisted on following her to her apartment while she changed. There was no way she was doing the walk of shame in front of her boss wearing the same clothes she’d worn the night before.
He’d be smug about it, the bastard.
But she hadn’t bonded with them, no matter what anyone else wanted her to do. Whether they believed her or not, she was saving them from a lot of pain later. It might suck now, but in the long run, it was for the best. Breaking a bond as deep as what they wanted was a crippling, debilitating experience. Even all these years later, she remembered it with searing clarity. There had been days when she couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Her mind and soul echoed with emptiness as the bond snapped and left her alone for the first time in years. She’d screamed and screamed just to hear something besides the nothing that ate her alive.
A shudder went through her, revulsion curdling in her belly. She’d held herself from the edge of madness, pulled herself together, and gotten back to work. No more sexual bonds with partners. Not ever.
They stepped into the elevator to ride it to the hellmouth. The small space felt even more crowded with two large male demons in it with her. She drew in a slow breath to steady herself and took in the scent of the men.
One case. That was all she’d promised Samael, and that was all she’d be able to stand. Her mind knew what was best, but after the hours and hours of being drowned in sensuality, their hands moving over her and each other, their quiet talking and laughter in the dark, the sweet intimacy was more than her loneliness could handle. The temptation would be too much to resist if she stuck around much longer.
It made her ache to think of it, but she firmed her jaw and rode out any pain. This was the right thing for all of them. So what if she didn’t like the thought? Suck it up, princess. Better than ending up in a fetal position and puking her guts up because the agony of bond-breaking was like having her beating heart ripped from her chest.
Raum growled and punched the button to halt the elevator on its downward slide to Samael’s floor. They shuddered to a stop, and Maron grabbed for the metal handrail as the car jolted.
“What did you do that for?” She arched her eyebrows, looking from one man to the other. They were due in Samael’s office in a few minutes. The high demon didn’t like being kept waiting.