Page 62 of Mortal Desires

I eyed one Vicious, not sure if he was the original one. He kneeled beside me, his hand touching my cheek with a tenderness I didn’t think he was capable of.

“Look at you, my little witch. All here for me.”

I didn’t have time to reply, another head was between my legs, demanding an orgasm this time around. My mouth opened in a silent scream and then one of them turned my head to the other side, coming down with a kiss.

His tongue took mine making my head swim, he had never kissed me before. For a first kiss, this was a little too forward, his other selves had their hands on me, taking what they wanted. They nipped on my neck and my breast, one ate me out bringing me closer and closer to the biggest climax of my life. And there I was, lost in a kiss I never thought would happen.

My hand reached for him, feeling his cold cheek between my fingertips. When he moved away from me I felt dizzy, like I lost something precious.

“Vic…” I whispered and he smiled at me.

The fucker smiled, not a smirk, not a dark chuckle, he smiled like he knew me inside out and back again. He smiled like he understood what I felt before I could even understand it myself.

The Vicious between my legs inserted two fingers in my pussy and my vision started fading to black. I whipped my head in his direction, my mouth falling open. He worked me like a pro, curving his fingers inside and hitting me in the right spot while his tongue ate me like dessert.

I screamed my orgasm, feeling it everywhere at the same time—all over my skin, down to my curled toes, to my head that sagged to the side. That bright golden light that lingered when we were together was back, and I wasn’t even surprised this time. We were magic.

“That’s a good witch,” one of them murmured.

They moved me again, dropping me on top of a Vic, who was waiting ready for me. My legs opened, straddling him. I brushed my hair back, still feeling boneless from my orgasm.

I fell over him and I heard him chuckle. “Can you keep going?” he murmured, peppering kisses over my damp skin.

I bobbed my head. I wanted him inside me. Locking me with his knot, keeping me in the underworld.

My hatred for this place and its god was like a long-forgotten flavor in my mouth. I couldn’t imagine leaving now. I needed this. To be on top of death with my skin on his.

“Can I take everything, Pilar?” a Vicious asked behind me. I turned my head to look at him, feeling his finger on my ass, waiting for permission.

I turned my head back looking at Vicious kneeling on the side, his hand on his cock watching me. Then my eyes landed on the one under me who had his hands grabbing my hips, rubbing me over his cock. The fourth Vicious I couldn’t see anymore, and that made me chuckle.

They were all him. All there for me. However many I needed at any given time.

I lowered myself to him, taking his lip between my teeth. “Take it all, Vic.”

He groaned in approval impaling me with his cock without saying another word. He filled my pussy like no other, and I moved over him, taking all that I needed.

The Vicious at my back played with my ass, making me crazy every time I felt his finger inside. I had no time to complain or ask him to just give me everything and stop teasing. Vicious under me took control, working my hips up and down, making me feel his cock all the way in until I reached the thicker part that was his knot.

Then I felt a hand on my back lowering me down, I followed the movement knowing what would come next. I wasn’t as worried as I should’ve been. Vicious was thick and huge and yet I said yes to having both of him at the same time.

The orgasm before relaxed me but it made me want more. I wanted him all over me, under my skin.

I felt the thickness of his cock at my ass, going in slowly while the Vicious in my pussy had to slow down to match the new rhythm. I moaned a tear escaped from my eyes. Vicious’ hand snaked between us and found my clit, working it just how I needed it.

I relaxed little by little, relishing the feeling of being so full. He was all in now, both of them working inside me. I glanced down and watched his face, the crease between his brows, the dampness of his forehead.

He looked at me with a glint in his eye. “You’re a goddess.”

I wasn’t sure if I was that much, but at that moment I wanted to be his and only his. The feeling was primal inside of me, it caught me off guard with its intensity.

Vicious’ kept his eyes on mine as he drove inside me relentlessly. I bit my lower lip trying to control myself but that was the last thing he wanted.

The third Vicious came closer, cock in his hand. “Open up.”

Not even a question, I just opened up, letting him fill that last part of me.

He tasted salty and perfect, his gentle hand over my head not forcing me to take more than I could. I sucked him, wanting more, licking my lips when he took himself out and brought his face down to me.

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