Page 13 of Love in the Dark

"Let's start by restraining this beautiful woman, shall we?"Jake says, looking in Azazel’s direction. Cherrie's pulse quickens as she watches Jake tie the scarves securely around her wrists, fastening them to the bedposts. Her heart races with a combination of excitement and nervousness as she offers herself to them—vulnerable and completely at their mercy. "There we go," Jake murmurs, trailing his fingers down her arm, and sending shivers across her skin. "Now, let's see what else we have here." He pulls out a vibrator, the soft buzz filling the room as he turns it on.

Cherrie's eyes widen as she feels the vibrating toy ghost across her inner thighs, teasing her, but never quite touching where she craves it the most. "Please..." she whispers, her body twisting against the restraints as her need for release grows stronger.

Azazel, sitting beside her, whispers, "Patience, my dear. We're just getting started." Jake chuckles, his hot breath caressing Cherrie's neck as he leans down to kiss her. At the same time, he presses the vibrator against her wet pussy, making her cry out in pleasure. "Now, let's see how good you are at taking instructions." He moves the vibrator away, causing Cherrie to whimper in disappointment. "Tell me what you want, Cherrie. Beg for it."

Cherrie bites her lip, her eyes pleading as she gazes up at Jake. "Please... I need more. Don't stop." A smile curves Jake's lips, and he presses the vibrator back against her, increasing the speed. Cherrie's eyes roll back, her back arching off the bed as intense sensations rock her body. "Oh, God... yes... right there!"Azazel moves to stand by the bed, his eyes dark with desire as he watches Cherrie squirm and moan. "You like that, baby? You like being at the mercy of another man?"

"Yes... oh, yes!" Cherrie cries out, her body trembling on the edge of release. Jake slowly lowers himself, his mouth finding her swollen clit, and begins to suck gently while his fingers tease the vibrator over her sensitive bundle of nerves. "Oh... oh, Azazel!" Cherrie cries out, her body convulsing with her powerful orgasm rippling through her.

Waves of pleasure wash over her, leaving her breathless and trembling. As the vibrations, and Jake's skilled mouth, continue to work their magic, Cherrie's orgasm continues, prolonging her pleasure until she’s reduced to a whimpering mess, her body sated but still craving more. "Damn, that was beautiful," Jake murmurs, his breath tickling her sensitive skin as he admires his handy work. "But we're not done yet, are we?"

Cherrie shakes her head, her eyes glittering with anticipation. "No... not even close."

Jake winks at Azazel, a silent understanding passing between them.Then, he reaches into the drawer once more, pulling out a bottle of lube and a set of anal beads. Cherrie's eyes widen when she realizes what he intends to do, and a mix of excitement and nervousness wash over her. "Relax, beautiful," Jake murmurs, noticing her hesitation. "I'll take good care of you." With gentle fingers, Jake caresses Cherrie's inner thighs, slowly teasing his way towards her core. He runs his fingers through her wet folds, coating them with her essence before slowly teasing her tight hole. "Breathe, Cherrie. Slow, deep breaths."

Cherrie nods, her body relaxing as she focuses on the sensation of Jake's fingers gently opening her. Slowly, he inserts the first bead, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. When she nods, he continues, slowly working the beads inside her until they are all nestled within her tight heat.

"Oh, God... That feels so..." Cherrie struggles to find the words as the sensation of fullness sends a wave of pleasure coursing through her.

"Perfect?" Jake supplies with a grin, his thumb gently stroking her clit, eliciting a moan from Cherrie.

Azazel, who has been watching the intimate display, moves closer, his breath hot against Jake's ear. "Now, it's your turn to feel some pleasure."

Jake grunts, unable to hold back a groan as Azazel reaches down to stroke his hardening cock. "Fuck, yeah... that feels good."

Azazel leans in, his mouth close to Jake's ear. "I want to watch you fuck her. I want to see that thick cock of yours stretching her pussy while I take care of you." A shiver runs through Jake at Azazel’s dark promise, heightening the anticipation.

Azazel slightly bends Jake over and slides his dick into Jake’s back door. Jake moans and bites his lip. He positions himself between Cherrie's spread legs, slowly pushing himself inside her. Cherrie moans, the feeling of fullness intensifying as Jake's cock stretches her walls.

She lifts her hips, meeting his thrusts as he begins to move, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency.

Azazel, meanwhile, matches Jake’s strokes as he fucks his tight asshole.

Jake reaches out, brushing his thumb across Cherrie's nipple, causing her to buck her hips and cry out in pleasure. "Oh, fuck... yes!" Cherrie screams.

Jake grunts, his hips moving faster as he nears his climax. "You're so tight, Cherrie. Feeling your pussy clench around my dick and Azazel in my ass... it's driving me crazy."

Cherrie whimpers, her body on the verge of another powerful orgasm as Jake hits all the right spots. "Azazel... please... the beads..."

Understanding her request, Az knows it’s his time to step in. He pulls his dick out of Jake as Cherrie lay on the bed, her body glistening with a mixture of her own juices and Jake's cum.

The restraints that had previously bound her wrists and ankles lay discarded on the sheets, testimony to the passionate play that had unfolded. Azazel stood nearby, his muscular frame a palpable presence. He watched Jake, sweat glistening on his skin, as he leaned over Cherrie, his hands planted on either side of her. A complex emotion flickered in Azazel's eyes - desire tangled with a shadow of something deeper. Jake’s breath is hot against her neck as he whispers something in her ear, his words inviting and filthy.

Cherrie's eyes close in anticipation of another round of pleasure, her lips parting to reveal her pink tongue. Suddenly, without warning, Azazel's hand shoots out, gripping Jake's throat tightly.

The psycho in him has awoken, his possessive nature taking over as he spots the stranger leaning over his woman. With an animal-like growl, he tightens his grip, cutting off Jake's air supply as the surprised man tries to struggle, his eyes bulging. Cherrie, her senses heightened by the evening's debauchery, feels the sudden tension in the room.

Her eyes fly open to see Azazel's dark form towering over her, his hand around Jake's throat. She revels in the raw, unchecked power that Azazel displays. A dark smile plays on her lips as she watches the life drain from Jake's eyes.

Azazel's free hand shoots out, grabbing a nearby pillow, and he presses it over Jake's face, smothering any last, struggling breath from him. The moment Jake's body goes limp, Azazel lets go, watching with a detached curiosity as the dead man slumps onto Cherrie.

"Baby, you're so fucking hot when you're deadly," Cherrie purrs, her hands reaching up to caress Azazel's strong arms. Thedanger of the moment has only served to heighten her arousal, and she can see the same dark hunger burning in Azazel's eyes.

Azazel grabs Jake by the shoulders and roughly pulls him off Cherrie, letting the dead body fall unceremoniously to the floor. Without a second glance, he turns back to Cherrie, his eyes raking over her naked form. "You're mine," he growls, his voice thick with desire. "All mine to fuck and protect."

Cherrie sits up, her breasts heaving as she basks in the afterglow of the kill and the anticipation of what’s to come. "Yes baby, I’m all yours.”Azazel needs no further invitation. He climbs onto the bed, his eyes never leaving Cherrie's as he positions himself between her thighs. His hands grip her hips roughly, pulling her towards him as he leans down to capture her lips in a fierce kiss.

Cherrie moans into his mouth, her hands tangling in his short, black hair. She pulls him closer as their tongues dance in a passionate, hungry embrace.

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