Page 63 of Dark Fate

I push back into him, my voice barely a whisper, "Yes…more," I plead.

"Such a needy fucking whore, aren't you, Angel?" Rhyland growls out loud.

I moan at his obscene words.

"Seriously, this is like the grand finale show for my eyeballs' whole existence,"Lucianexclaims brazenly, shamelessly drinking in the sight. His gaze darts covetously betweenRhylandand me. "I mean, hot damn, you two are putting on one hell of a scorching display."

He flashesRhylandan exaggerated pout, eyes widening comically as he pleads, "C'mon bro, throw me a bone here! Don't be stingy with theangelcake—let your favorite brother get a taste of the action."Lucianlicks his lips slowly, letting the suggestive motion linger as he leers. "I promise to play very, very nicely...for the first few minutes at least."

Rhyland then slides two fingers into my pulsing core—Ignoring Lucian. I moan and gasp in pleasure as he struggles to push both fingers inside, knuckles deep. He pulls them out, glistening with my arousal, and rubs them all over my swollen clit. The slickness and friction drive me closer to the edge of my climax.

Lucian's eyes light up with eager anticipation as he slowly licks his lips. "Ooh, darling, would you be so kind as to grant me the honor of a delectable sampling?" He casts a pleading look, visibly restraining himself from reaching out. "Just a little taste?" he wheedles playfully, flashing that roguish smile. "I promise to savor every delicious bite like a true connoisseur."

I'm so aroused that my body is literally oozing with desire, and I can feel it dripping out of me, wetting the carriage floor beneath me.

Rhyland gently presses his fingers against my waiting lips and commands me, "Suck."

I obediently take his fingers into my mouth, sucking on them with such intensity that I feel myself losing control.

"You're such a filthy girl," Rhyland growls, "I'll have to put this mouth to good use later."

Nearly bursting at the seams, Lucian chimes in with faux innocence, "Oh, dear mother of darkness. Rhy, pal, it's sharing and caring time, don't you think?"

He releases my breast and reaches down to unzip his pants. I slightly shift and reach down between us, wrapping my hand around his thick throbbing cock. Veins engorged.

He gasps as I position myself over him. My wetness drips down onto him.

"You ain't seen nothin' yet, brother. Have you ever heard an angel sing? It'll make your fucking balls ache, I swear." Rhyland tells him with panting breaths.

Rhyland's waiting for me to take the plunge—the growl of his warning rumbles through me, "Sit your needy cunt on my cock now, Angel. I won't ask again."

Rhyland's filthy mouth is poetry to my ears—a secret language between us, a promise of pleasure and pain that sends a shiver down my spine.

With a loud grunt, Lucian pulls his massive cock out of his pants and begins stroking it slowly. The sight has me panting in anticipation, my body on fire with desire.

He's not small by any means—Veiny, corded and girthy. But Rhyland still has him beat in that department.

"Do what he says, Princess," Lucian commands, his voice deep and growling with need. "Show me what heaven sounds like."

My whole being is consumed, aching.

I can feel Rhyland's hard, bulbous head against my dripping entrance, and without hesitation, I take a deep breath, my eyes locked with Lucian's, and then I obey Rhyland's command. I slowly lower myself onto him, feeling his hard length fill me completely, stretching me open—the exquisite pain and pleasure mingling in a way that only he can bring.

"Oh, she's into the filth, isn't she? Lucian leans in and tugs at my nipple with gentle twists and pulls. "and so beautiful."

Suddenly, his mouth is on my nipple, hot and insistent. His lips suck and tug, sending electrifying jolts of pleasure through my body. At the same time, Rhyland thrusts into me with a force that takes my breath away. The combined sensations are overwhelming, and I can't help but release a loud moan, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through me.

I hear Rhyland take a sharp breath and sigh in pure yearning behind me. His soft sounds are like an intoxicating elixir, arousing my desire even more.

My body hums with arousal, the need to please Rhyland and, in some twisted way, to satisfy Lucian.

Lucian is still fisting his cock while I begin to move, my hips rocking in a rhythm that's both primal and tender, a dance of need and desire that binds us together at this moment.

"Dani…"

As Rhyland picks up the pace, driving into me with increasing force, I can feel myself succumbing to the overwhelming sensations. "So... fucking...good…Angel," Rhyland pants in between thrusts, sending shivers down my spine.

With a tight grip on my hip, he pulls me down onto his massive cock as he thrusts up, sending waves of pleasure through my body. Hearing his moans of delight behind me only intensifies the approaching orgasm that I know is about to consume me.

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