Page 11 of Deadly Games
Something as malevolent as it was arousing flashed in Hades’ gaze as he pulled my panties all the way off and pushed my legs apart. The air hit my sex a moment before his mouth claimed it and I couldn’t fight the moan welling in my throat.
“You’re in luck,” Loki purred in my ear. By now, he had my arms pinned behind my back and my body shifted enough to leave me open for the attention Hades was lavishing on my clit. “Mouthing off isn’t the only thing that sharp tongue is good for.”
I felt the rush of Hades’ breath between my legs in response to the remark, but when his tongue slipped inside of me, I no longer cared what they were saying. He was right, of course. Hades was as skilled with his mouth as he was with his hand and as his tongue slipped into me, my spine arched again in response.
“Alright, that’s enough,” Loki scolded, even though his tone made it clear he was enjoying the show. “You shouldn’t get to have all the fun.”
Hades didn’t come up immediately. He gave my clit one last sweep of his tongue and when he rose, the sight of him licking his lips with desire in his eyes was enough to make me dizzy with need.
I wanted him--no, both of them--to fuck me so much it was fucking terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. Between the two of them, I could hardly make up my mind about who to touch, who to kiss. I reached back, digging my hands into Loki’s hair as Hades fondled my breasts, his cock pushed up against the slight curve of my stomach. Loki’s shaft was pressed hard against the bare skin on my ass. When had he even undressed?
I turned around to sate my curiosity and the sight of him naked took my breath away. He was even more gorgeous underneath those clothes than he was in them and I slipped my arms around his neck, shamelessly pushing myself up against him. And really, what was the point of shame, anyway? There were so many other vices that were infinitely more fun to indulge, like lust and possession and whatever the hell it was that stirred whenever his lips met mine.
Loki’s tongue slipped past my lips and into my mouth, silky and seeking as it brushed across mine. His hands skimmed the curve of my sides before resting on my hips as Hades took his place behind me. I didn’t particularly care which order they took me in, I just knew I wanted both of them to sate the need that had only grown within me from that first touch.
When I finally broke the ravenous kiss to come up for air, Loki’s eyes were glazed. “Damn, she’s intense…”
“Told you,” Hades snorted.
Before I could punish him for that remark, his hand slipped down over my stomach to tease at the sensitive flesh below. I moaned as he stroked me as easily and predictably as a violin, but it felt too good to care.
“You want him to fuck you?” Loki asked in a knowing, almost compassionate tone, as if the force of my need was enough to draw his pity.
All I could do was nod, desperate for him to kiss me again. Instead, his gaze darkened with mischief and his lips quirked in that faint yet deadly way they did so often, and to such great effect. “How much?” he asked, his hand pressed to my cheek as his thumb swept over my lips.
The implication of his words sank into my skin like the sun ray’s.
He was testing me. Seeing just how far I was willing to go.
Well, the joke was on him because if he thought he wasn’t going to be the one in control, even if I was blowing him, he was dead wrong. I sank down onto my hands and knees, taking a moment to get to know his glorious cock with my hands before I took him into my mouth. I relished the cessation of his breath as his body tensed and his erection grew even stiffer.
“Fuck,” he said in a rush of breath, his hand slipping into my hair as he cradled the back of my head. “I hate to break it to you, Hades, but I think your fiancee has sucked dick a few times in her life.”
Hades just snorted. I’d pay him back for that little remark later, but right now, I was enjoying the way he felt on my tongue as it swirled around the tip of his crown. He tasted like sin and sadism, all the things he was so good at in the form of a sensuous flavor I couldn’t get enough of. I sucked harder, well aware of Hades drawing closer, his hands resting on my hips. He stroked the curve of my ass with an admiring gentleness and his fingers disappeared inside of me the way his tongue had recently.
I moaned in approval as he pushed his fingers against my G-spot, stroking and teasing. The angle was definitely one of my favorites, and with Loki buried in my throat, it was twice as fun.
By the time Hades entered me, Loki’s breath was coming in pants and his fingers were stroking my hair absently, twirling and tangling in the strands. I was going to need a damn detangler by the time we were done, but when he started tugging, it was more enticing than irritating.
They were both being gentle, but I could tell they were used to rougher play. Maybe I’d have to find out just how far they were willing to go another time, but for now, this was more than satisfactory.
My body tightened instinctively as Hades’ thick cock pushed inside of me. My breath hitched for a moment and I withdrew Loki’s shaft from my mouth to focus on running my tongue along the underside of it, since that seemed to drive him wild. Even more so when I cupped his balls in my palm.
A delicious groan escaped Hades’ lips as he eased into me. He caved suddenly to the same need I felt and sheathed himself fully within me. I moaned against Loki’s cock, which made him clutch my hair even tighter.
“I think she likes it rough,” Loki said, his voice rich with the thrill of realization.
“I’ve noticed,” Hades panted. As he started thrusting in and out of me, finding a rhythm that matched up with the pulse throbbing in Loki’s swollen cock, I realized there was no going back from this night. No pretending like it had never happened.
Hell, I wasn’t even sure I wanted to. All I knew was that something had changed, maybe even before now, and we were well past the point of no return.
A flash of common sense broke through the bliss, immediately followed by a surge of panic when I realized I hadn’t even thought about protection. The concern quickly subsided when I reminded myself that as lucid as this dream world was, we were still technically dreaming. And while I’d never admit it, this was far from the first dream I’d had where I was in bed with both Hades and Loki.
They were more coordinated than I’d imagined. Guess they could work together when they put their minds to it.
Hades’ fingers bit into my waist as he pushed deeper into me, colliding with my spot with such force I saw stars. My teeth grazed Loki’s crown accidentally, but the moan and shudder that ran down his spine made it clear he didn’t mind.
“Fuck,” he breathed, his palm pressed against the back of my head as his hips started to buck. I didn’t even care that this probably felt like a conquest to him. Knowing I could make him moan this way was more of a high than any herb I’d mixed up in the lab, and I realized only when I was being ravished by them in unison that it was the first time I’d felt truly alive in a long damn time. So long it scared me to think about it, so I pushed it to the back of my mind, determined to enjoy this moment as long as it lasted.
