The Lure of the Devil (The Demons' Muse #4) - Auryn Hadley Page 0,120

extra force, Bel thrust, his body stopping only when it met mine. Over and over, we crashed into each other, all of us wanting just a little more, knowing that our reward was within reach. I could feel Ron swelling inside me, growing bigger as his body got close. Then Bel dropped his hand between my legs and found my clit. He didn't rub. Didn't make circles or flick. All he did was press, but the combined movement of three people was more than enough.

My fingers dug into his shoulder, but my other hand was on Ron, pressing into his chest to hold myself up. I knew I was moaning, possibly even gasping, but I didn't care. With their hands on me, I could feel my tits bouncing each time I came down on Ron, and his eyes were locked on them, making me feel like the most beautiful thing in all five worlds.

And then they closed, and Ron cried out his release a second later. Inside me, he pulsed, and it was all I needed to find my own orgasm. I threw my head back and it crashed into Bel's chest, but the big guy kept going, kept thrusting until he rode both of us through it. Only then did he stop, letting out a sigh that made it clear we hadn't been alone.

But he held me. For just a moment, while we all caught our breath, Bel held me in the most tender way, and I could feel his other arm moving as if he was caressing Ron's thigh just as lovingly. Ron's fingers bumped against mine, then found the gaps between them, and I opened my eyes to find the sweetest smile on his lips, even as he panted for his breath.

"Wow," Ron breathed. "I had no idea women felt like that."

With a chuckle, Bel eased himself out of Ron's body. "Should I put you both to bed?" he asked.

But I had this. Leaning forward, I climbed off my lover, only to flop onto the bed beside him. "Planning to take care of us?" I teased Bel.

He pointed at how we were lying on the bed the wrong way. "I think someone should. I also can think of nothing better." Then he leaned down to kiss first Ron, and then me. "But I need a shower, and I'm using yours."

In unison, Ron and I both turned to watch Bel's tight black ass make its way into the bathroom. The moment the door closed, I rolled against Ron's shoulder, unable to stop my giggle. He wasn't any better, but he wrapped both arms around me as he did so.

"He's so big," Ron managed to get out.

"I know," I said, looking up at him. "And you're pretty nice too, you know."

His laughter died. "Really?"

I nodded against his chest. "Yeah. Feels good."

"So, was I... ok?"

"You were amazing," I promised, and stretched up to reach his mouth.

The kiss was soft and chaste, but lingering. His hand slid over my hair, pushing it away from my face, and then he leaned back to look at me again. "Stay the night?" he asked.

"You don't mind?"

He shook his head. "No. I can brag to Luke tomorrow. Tonight, I kinda want to hold you." And he kissed my forehead. "I know you don't see it, Sia, but you? You're what makes all of this work. All of us work, I mean."

"Because I'm the Devil," I teased.

He reached up to tap my nose. "Exactly. I'm just wondering when you're going to figure out what that means."

"Huh?"

He smiled at me. "Satan, Lucifer, Beelzebub, Samyaza. Sia, you have the most powerful demons in Hell at your beck and call. The first man has given in to your temptation. The serpent has appeared. Well, dragon." He paused to let his fingers trace the line of my cheek. "The final battle between Heaven and Hell is coming. I think it's called Revelations."

"Yeah, but it's not." I shook that off. "That's just a story, isn't it?"

"Is it?" he asked. "It describes a battle between Michael and the dragon. I mean, they assume the dragon is the Devil, and the Devil is definitely there, but... I think the coincidences are a little too close."

"It doesn't matter," I told him. "Not God, not Michael, none of it. All that matters is us, and we're eternal, right?"

"We are," he agreed.

"And we're not going to leave each other?"

"Never," he swore.

I wrapped an arm around his waist and hugged him as tight as I could. "Then,