Slaying Year Two (Grim Reaper Academy 2)

“Not anymore,” I smiled up at him. I beckoned to Paz to come closer. “You, kiss my neck as he fucks me.” It wasn’t going to be an easy task, what with the strained position, but I was sure he could pull it off. And he knew what I liked, too. Tiny bites and licks along my neck and jaw, his tongue in my ear, licking the shell and biting the lobe. Oh, that would make me come so hard.

GC undid his belt and his zipper, then rolled his pants, along with his briefs, down to his knees. His gorgeous cock bounced out of its confines proudly, beads of pre-cum already glistening at the tip. He hiked my skirt up and positioned himself between my legs. I was so wet that I could feel my own juices dripping onto my inner thighs. There was no need for foreplay. That had been the wild dancing we just did in the middle of a crowd of students who, for sure, knew we’d run into the woods to fuck.

At the last moment, he pulled away and struggled to get to the back pocket of his jeans.

“No,” I said. “There’s no need for that.”

“You sure?”

“I hate those fucking things. We’re good.” I winked.

He grinned and pushed himself inside me. I threw my head back and laughed in delight.

Pazuzu grabbed my jaw and squeezed, his lips diving to taste the sensitive skin on my neck. He knew how much I loved it when he was rough with me. His other hand tangled in my hair. I grabbed him by the back of the neck and held him there, close, as GC pounded me with abandon. I looked at him over Paz’s head, a wicked smile playing on my lips.

“Fuck me,” I whispered. “Mmm… just like that.”

He lifted my other leg and urged me to wrap both around his waist.

“Tell me how much you love my cock,” he demanded.

“I love your cock so much…” He thrust harder and deeper, hitting that spot inside me that, if abused just right, could make me see stars. “I need your big cock inside my cunt.” I knew that would make him cum in seconds, and that was what I wanted. I’d dreamed of his seed coating my walls for long enough, and it was time to turn those dreams into reality.

“No,” he groaned, and I could see he was trying his hardest not to cum. “You first.”

Paz released my jaw and shoved his hand down the front of my dress, pulled the bra cup off my left breast, and started rubbing my nipple. It was all the added stimulation I needed. I let my head fall against the tree and looked up at the night sky as I came, my pussy throbbing around GC’s cock. He let go too, and came deep inside me with a long, satisfied moan. I clenched my walls around him, milking him dry, and we stayed like that for a minute, connected, his fingers digging into my thighs as he held me in place and filled me up. When we were both done, GC pushed Paz away, rather violently, just as usual, and claimed my lips. We shared a long, sloppy kiss, but it was Pazuzu’s turn, and the demon couldn’t wait a second longer. He hit GC in the shoulder, and GC rolled his eyes as he set my feet down and pulled out of me.

“Mmm… that feels so good,” I moaned when his cum dripped onto my legs.

“My turn,” Paz whispered against my lips as he worked on his belt and zipper. “You sure you can take me, too? You don’t have to.”

“I know I don’t have to. I want to.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. As he positioned his cock at my entrance, I hugged him close and looked over his shoulder at GC. He’d pulled his pants up, looked around him for a second, as if he were lost, then stepped up to the tree I was leaning against and reached for his secret flask in the inside pocket of his jacket. With all our fumbling around, it was a miracle it was still there.

Paz pushed his cock inside me in one swift thrust, and GC winked at me and took a swig of rum. My giggle turned into a moan.

I held onto Paz’s shoulders, and he was l

eaning completely over me, pushing me harder against the trunk of the tree. GC kissed my temple, then my cheek and my neck. I heard a rustle in the forest, but I was too close to tell them to stop. There was someone behind the trees. I squinted my eyes, trying to see in the darkness. The moon was full, but the canopy was thick enough to block most of the moonlight. There was that rustle again…

For a split second, I saw someone move to hide behind the trunk of a tree, and I could swear I knew him. A guy, for sure, because he was tall, with wide shoulders, and short hair. Brown hair. The moonlight lit half of his face when he moved again, and I saw it was Francis. There was no doubt about it. What the fuck? I opened my mouth to say something, to warn GC and Paz, but only a moan came out. I blushed to the tips of my ears. I’d been louder than usual, but Paz had just rubbed against that sweet spot inside my pussy that he knew would soon throw me over the edge.

Francis saw that I saw him. He moved from behind the tree and stood there, looking me in the eyes. Paz had his back to him, so he was completely unaware of our little voyeur, and GC was busy with my neck and my shoulder. Should I tell them? Francis didn’t seem to be ashamed of what he was doing. Watching me have sex with two guys. His green eyes were fixed on me, and I couldn’t help but get even more turned on. Who would’ve thought? I actually liked being watched by a third guy I wasn’t even in a relationship with.

Pazuzu fucked me harder and faster, so close to release himself. I opened my mouth and let out a string of moans and whimpers, all the while keeping my eyes trained on Francis. He wanted a show? Fine. I could give him a show. I’m enjoying this more than I should…

“Yes, just like that,” I whispered in Paz’s ear. “Fuck. Just like that.”

I looked Francis in the eyes and let out a scream as I came, and I never averted my gaze as Paz filled me up with his hot cum. One moment longer, and Francis was gone. He disappeared into the forest before Paz and GC could notice his presence.

“Are you okay?” Paz asked me.

“Mmm… yes.” I smiled up at him and pecked him on the lips. “Just tired. Who’s going to carry me back to the Academy?”

As they argued over the privilege of carrying me through the woods, I didn’t stop them like I usually did. My mind was on something else. Why would Francis follow us away from the party, when he clearly knew why we’d sneaked out? And why would he stay and watch? How long had he been there? Had he seen GC fuck me, too? Did he enjoy watching people have sex, or just me?

Well, well, well… Who would’ve thought? Francis, kinky? I looked at Paz and GC, who were still arguing. Should I tell them? No. Not before I figured out what Francis’s deal was.

CHAPTER EIGHT