Page 143 of Till Death and Daisies Bloom

“What?” he said to my horrified face. “Would you rather it have been your hip bones? Vampyres...” He muttered darkly.

Gluttony reached forward and tangled his hand in my hair, yanking me close. “You think we’re done? We’re. Not. Done.”

I gasped as he hardened again inside of me.

Lust and Pride circled around the chair as Greed moved behind me. Everyone was naked. Wait, when did that happen? “What are you?—”

“Ssh.” Gluttony shushed me and pushed my head down into his chest, arms coming around me as he laid all the way back on the bench and took me with it.

Greed was behind me, his hard cock rubbing in between my ass. A thrill went through me. Was he going to–

“Oh gods,” I moaned as Greed slid his cock into my ass. Whether it was slick from Gluttony’s cum or sweat I didn’t know or care. He went in a little bit only, the stretch delicious.

“Alright sweetheart?” Lust asked, hovering over me anxiously. All I could do was nod dumbly.

“She loves it,” Pride murmured from somewhere nearby.

Greed pushed in a little more.

“Relax,” Envy cajoled from my side, stroking my face.

All I could do was obey.

My muscles went limp, and Greed slid all the way in.

Holy fuck.

His cock inside my ass lit up nerves and sensations I didn’t even know existed. I could feel his bond snap in place immediately sending a wave of euphoria through me. Gluttony was still inside of me, unmoving but watching Greed intently.

Someone’s hands snuck between Gluttony and me and found my breasts, pinching them.

I cried out.

“Yes, that’s it!” someone said; I didn’t know who. Voices and hands and dicks blended together. Another orgasm built in me as Greed thrust slowly and carefully, different from my last one but none the last powerful. My brain turned off as my world narrowed to only sensations and pure, unadulterated lust.

Greed must have come; I wasn’t sure.

I was lifted from the chair and laid down on the table again. Hands and mouths everywhere, sucking, pinching, grabbing, groping.

I was Wrath being used and I fucking loved it.

Envy was next, climbing on top of the table and entering me in one swift motion triggering our fated mate bond to lock into place.

“Fucking hell,” he cried out, thrusting into me as Sloth’s fingers stroked my clit.

Envy swore as I tightened around him, so close. He groaned, hot seed spurting inside of me as his own orgasm overtook him.

Sloth grinned and took his place.

Each of them were different, but satisfying and wanted. No, needed.

As each bond was finalized I could feel myself building higher and higher. To what, I couldn’t imagine, but damn did it feel good.

“Don’t stop,” I begged them, not wanting it to end.

Lust bent down and kissed me, stroking my neck.

“Never,” he promised as Sloth thrust into me.

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