The Lure of the Devil (The Demons' Muse #4) - Auryn Hadley Page 0,119

soft. She wants it deep, just like you."

"Oh, yes," Ron gasped. "Bel..."

And Bel thrust, burying himself to his balls in Ron's ass before he just stopped. "Does it hurt, demon?" he asked.

"It feels so..." Ron moaned. "Good."

"And this will feel even better." Bel crooked a finger at me. "On top."

Immediately, I understood what he was thinking. Easing myself away from Ron's hand, I pressed both palms on Ron's chest, and then carefully tossed a leg over his hip, making sure I didn't kick Bel in the process. What I didn't expect was for Bel to still have Ron's dick in his hand, lifting it up so I could lower myself down onto him.

For a split second, I realized just how awkward this could be, and then I felt Ron sliding into my body. Inch by inch, he stretched me, filling me so perfectly, yet the moment my weight settled on his hips, Bel's arm slid around my waist, pulling me back against his chest.

"Open your eyes," he demanded.

I wasn't sure if he was talking to me or Ron, but we both obeyed, our eyes meeting. Then Bel leaned just enough to kiss the side of my neck. No one moved, but no one had to. The sight of Ron looking up at me, consumed by the pleasure of being sheathed inside me and simultaneously filled by Bel. The feel of his lithe body between my knees and Bel's hard chest behind me. Knowing how exposed I was, for both of them to see everything. It made my heart race.

"Fuck him," Bel breathed against my neck. "Take what you want, kartem. Love him the way that he loves you."

Then I felt him move, rocking his hips back just to slide his abs up against my back again. The movement set my pace, but I needed purchase, so I reached up and back to grab Bel's shoulder. That, I used to pull myself higher, only to thrust myself back down, tilting my hips for the spot I liked best. And beneath us, Ron clawed at the sheets with one hand. His other found my thigh, begging for just a little more.

I gave it, using his body like my own personal sex toy. My eyes slipped closed, and I tilted my head back, not caring at all how I looked because this felt so good. These two men were amazing. So very different, and yet so similar, but together they were phenomenal. Every thrust from Bel pushed Ron a little deeper into me, rocking his body just right. The motion was new and absolutely amazing.

Then Bel's arm around my waist moved higher, his hand finding my breast just before his mouth found mine. We were too far apart to kiss deeply, but he still managed, toying with my lips, sucking at them, and then pressing his mouth to my brow as he picked up the pace. That was when another hand found my body, and it had to belong to Ron.

But I didn't look. I didn't care about that. I just wanted to feel this. All of this. Them, together, with me caught in the middle. This was nothing like the night I'd spent with Bel. There was no scratching or biting. But it wasn't like the day I'd been with Ron, when my demon had been so careful. It was new, the pair of them combining in a way I hadn't expected, and I liked it.

No, I loved it. I loved them, loved this, and loved the life they'd pulled me into. I loved the way I felt with them sliding through and against my body, their hands worshiping me without shame. I couldn't get enough of how they made me feel, and it wasn't just about the pleasure they were creating. It was so much more than that.

It was that I didn't need to be ashamed. I had nothing to regret. Luke knew I was here. Nick and Sam encouraged this. Bel and Ron worked so well together, and they even made learning new things into something wonderful. There was no need for guilt or fear. Just this. Just my beautiful, sexy men with me. Just the feel of their bodies, and the friction driving me ever higher.

And then Ron's hand moved to my ribs, grabbing a little too hard, and he began to pull. "Harder," he begged. "Bel, harder."

Bel gave him what he asked for, because these were demons. As Ron's hand pulled me down onto him with a little