down another inch, damn near gagging me on Hercules’s cock. I love it. “Resume, little Hercules. Make her come so hard she chokes on your cock.”
“Yes, sir,” Hercules growls.
“Ah. A moment.” Hades shifts his grip on my ass, sliding his hand down to shove two fingers into me. “So wet, my Meg. So wanton for everything we give you.” He withdraws and moves up to my ass, carefully pressing one finger deep. I moan and writhe. It’s nowhere near enough, but the penetration holds me pinned in the most delicious way. “Now you may begin again.”
I try to focus on sucking Hercules’s cock, to do what I know will bring him to orgasm. An impossible feat. I can’t move with Hades holding me down. I can’t do more than cling to Hercules’s hips and take what they’re giving to me.
Pleasure builds in building waves, crashing through me to the rhythm of Hercules’s mouth. I moan and writhe as much as I’m able, but not being only to move freely only makes it hotter.
I don’t stand a chance.
I come with a cry and gag, and then Hades is pulling me off Hercules and holding me against him, one finger still in my ass as he uses his free hand to fuck my pussy. I come again, this one lifting me higher yet.
He lays me down next to Hercules, who cuddles me tight against his side. I look down his body as Hades fists his cock. “I’m inclined to reward you obeying this command, despite your not honoring the last one.”
“Sorry, sir,” Hercules says again. He doesn’t sound any more sincere this time. He’s turning into quite the brat.
I love it. I love him. I stretch up and kiss him, and moan at the taste of myself on his tongue. It would be the simplest thing in the world to sling my leg over Hercules, shift my hips, and take him deep. I might even incite Hades enough to forget he wants to punish us and take my ass. I shiver and start to move.
Hades swats my ass. “You’ve got your orgasm, love. Two of them, if I don’t miss my count. Don’t be greedy or I’ll be forced to toss you in a cold shower.” He’ll do it, too. He has before, and no doubt he’ll do it again. It’s not my fault. I can’t get enough of either one of these men. Hades shifts. “Hercules.”
Hercules grips my hair with one hand and pulls me away from him a little. “Sorry, Meg.”
I grin. “You’re about to have Hades’s mouth around your cock, so I don’t think you’re that sorry.”
“Guilty.” He curses and I look down his body to find Hades taking him deep, his dark eyes watching us both. He doesn’t tease Hercules. No, he masters his body with a precision that leaves me breathless. I go hot and melty as Hercules’s hips jerk before Hades holds him down, forcing him still even as he drives him directly to the edge.
Hercules’s back bows and he fists the sheets. I watch Hades swallow him down and it feels like I’m on fire. This was supposed to take the edge off, but the desire is so much stronger now. It’s like every time I come, every time Hercules comes, our needs becomes a hydra and multiplies.
I have to have them inside me. I can’t wait.
I reach for him, but he catches my wrists. “Ah ah.”
“But—”
“This is your punishment, love.” He presses a quick kiss to my lips and I shiver at the taste of Hercules. Hades tows me to the edge of the bed and gently guides me to my feet. He looks at me and then at Hercules, who’s already growing hard again, his blue eyes burning with the same desire threatening to incinerate me. “Since apparently I wasn’t clear enough previously, let me elaborate. No fucking. No cocks, no hands, no mouths, no toys.”
“And if we disobey?”
He gives Hercules a long look. “If you disobey, we’ll reschedule the public scene tonight.”
“What?”
His lips curve the tiniest bit. “One day you’ll learn that punishments weren’t created to be enjoyed, little Hercules.” He walks into the bathroom and I hear the sink running. A few minutes later, Hades emerges to find us exactly where he left us. He gives that little smile again. “I’ll see you in a few hours.”
I sink onto the edge of the mattress the moment the door shuts. “That backfired spectacularly.”
“It always does.” Hercules laughs and rolls off the bed.