“My goddess,” he whispered. “That was amazing.”
He kissed me softly, and I couldn’t believe he didn’t care that I still practically had cum in my mouth! His tongue sought mine, and I gave in with a moan. He pulled away and looked into my eyes.
“Do you like it?” He chuckled at my slight confusion. “Do you like being fucked by Paz?”
Oh God, did I? The demon’s cock moving in and out of me, slowly because I hadn’t adjusted yet, but picking up the pace… Fuck! Yeah, I liked it! I nodded, and he grinned.
“It’s going to be me next. My cock up your tight cunt.”
I gasped. “I don’t think I can…”
He laughed. “Not today, silly. Next time.” He leaned in for another kiss, then straightened his back and exchanged a glance with Paz. “It’s nice seeing you like this,” he said to me as he locked eyes with the demon. “Being fucked by him.” He looked back at me, grabbing my jaw a little too harshly. “You look so fucking hot that I could marry you, goddess.”
My eyes widened, but before I could react, his words made something snap in Paz, because he reached over and grabbed my blue hair in a tight grip, pulling my head free from GC’s grasp.
“Watch it, false god,” he growled menacingly. “She doesn’t belong to you.” With every word, he thrust harder and deeper, making me scream in pain and pleasure. I didn’t even know what I felt anymore. All I knew was it was out of this world. “She’s mine now. I’m inside her. Wait for your damn turn.”
GC laughed out loud. “You think you can fuck her better than I can?”
“I’m doing it now. Watch me.”
“Guys, guys…” I barely managed. “S-stop fighting.”
Paz pulled at my hair again, and I couldn’t help but follow his lead, straightening my back and using GC’s chest for support. His tanned skin was covered in a sheen of sweat. I dug my nails into his flesh. He held me close and kissed my forehead as Paz increased the rhythm, fucking me into oblivion. My hips soon started moving to meet his, wanting more, wanting it faster and harder, although I had no idea if I could actually take it. I didn’t care. I wanted him to break me. I wanted them both to break me.
Paz’s cock reached deeper than ever, and something lit up inside me. Pain at first, then pure, exquisite bliss. Why had no one ever told me of all these magical spots inside my pussy? Shit. I should have read a book… Fuck! I gripped GC’s shoulders for dear life, looking into his ocean-blue eyes as Pazuzu drew me closer and closer to orgasm. I moaned, and screamed, and cried, and GC kissed the tears off my cheeks, and when they flowed in rivulets, he licked a trail from my jaw to the corner of my eyes.
“He’s not hurting me, I swear,” I felt like explaining myself.
“I know, goddess. Shh… I’m here, I’m here. Scream, cry, fucking be yourself. I’ll hold you forever.”
And that I did. A string of jumbled curses and pleas left my lips. I yelled at Pazuzu to pull at my hair harder, and he complied. My back was starting to ache, but I didn’t care. I was so close. So close to breaking into a million pieces and being put back together as a new me. A new me who’d died of too much pleasure and was born again. He was close, too. I could feel him grow harder and bigger inside me, and my only thought was how much I hated that stupid rubber separating us. I wanted to feel his cum fill me. Shit. I’ll get on the damn pill. All my thoughts turned into a chaotic blur when he hit my cervix again, and the next time he aimed for it just right, my mind went blank. For a fraction of a second. Then lights exploded before my eyes, and my body shook and arched under the sheer power of my orgasm. My walls clenched around him, throbbing and milking him dry, desperate to feel the hot sticky mess that was his cum. And even though that didn’t happen, it didn’t stop me from orgasming a second time, as if I’d been hit by a wave a moment before, and then another one came out of nowhere, swept me off, and carried me away into the unknown.
Pazuzu groaned behind me and held my hips in place as he came hard. His fingers left red marks on my pale skin.
“Fuck fuck fuck,” he mumbled.
We stayed like that for a minute longer, the three of us, but I was getting tired. My knees were chaffed even with the silk sheets underneath, and the roots of my hair had been a tad too abused. Paz pulled out of me slowly, and I collapsed on top of GC, who gathered me in his arms and lay me down. He pulled the duvet over the both of us, and after he threw away the used condom, Paz sneaked under it, too. I rested my cheek on GC’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, as Paz cuddled me from behind. I was exhausted.
“We still have time to catch dinner,” GC said.
“I don’t want any dinner.” I yawned.
“You will later.”
“I just want to sleep now,” I mumbled. The fact that he was playing with my hair wasn’t helping my awakeness.
“Shut up, you two,” Paz grumbled. “Sleep first, food later.”
I nodded and drifted off almost instantly. Sandwiched between GC and Paz, my two boyfriends and lovers, I felt completely at peace. Safe. What more could I ask for?
CHAPTER FOUR
The cold came sooner this year. We were two weeks into the first semester, and all the leaves had already fallen. The wind howled every night, and it rained almost constantly, making the inner courtyard impracticable. Last year, we’d had PE outside until late October. Now, we practiced in the gym most days.
After my epic night with GC and Paz, I felt like a different person. And I could tell everyone who was paying attention sensed it, too. Maybe I carried myself differently. There was a confidence in my step that hadn’t been there before, and I tried to mask it, I tried to deny it, because I didn’t want them to think I believed I was better now just because I’d shagged and I wasn’t the only virgin at the Academy anymore. But there was no use. I really was more confident and self-assured. It was more than that. I was happy!
And