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“Less swearing and more sucking,Father,” she growls with a smile, brushing her talons over his jugular. “If I do not get to seehimcome in your mouth, thenyoudo not get to touch this ‘sweet little cunt’. Understand?”

Ben nods, still grinning. “Anything for you,mi amor.”

She releases him and leans back, but this time she lifts the skirt so we can both watch when she slips her fingers down and begins to rub her clit in small, slow circles. Ben’s eyes roll back in his head, but he turns to me and holds my gaze as he takes my cock between his lips again. I’m lost in the fog of watching him suck me off, and watching Annie slide two fingers in and out of herself. Her soft moans quickly fill the car, alongside the quiet rustle of her shadows, which I suddenly realize have been snaking their way around my body. They’re now twined along my arms and legs, holding me in place.

“Annie,” I gasp, as one tendril wraps itself around my throat and squeezes gently. “Annie, I can’t breathe.” Her eyes, now wholly black from lid to lid, shift onto me, and for once, she looks like exactly what she is: a demon.

“I will take it away as soon as you come for him, Theo,” she purrs. I look at Ben, whose eyes drift up to mine, and the shadow tightens around my neck again. But this time, it only intensifies the waves of pleasure I’m already feeling, and my body jerks against Annie’s restraints.

“Fuck, Ben, don’t stop!” I groan. He locks his mouth around me, his cheeks hollowing and his fingertips digging into my thighs as I come hard. I’m floating and falling at the same time, and I can’t tell if it’s ecstasy or Annie’s shadow around my throat, but my vision goes blurry and dark. I tighten my grip on Ben’s hair and hold on until the high recedes.

However, I barely have time to recover before he’s moving, crawling over my legs and pressinghis body against Annie, who grabs his chin and pulls his mouth to meet hers. When I realize what they’re doing, I think I might black out.

26

Annie

Theo looks like hecould burst into flames when Ben climbs on top of me and I pull his mouth against mine. He spills Theo’s release onto my waiting tongue and I drop my head back, letting it trickle down my throat and chin, some dripping onto my bare chest. Ben’s eyes meet mine, and he grins. We both look at Theo, who is sitting on the other side of the car with his fingers in his hair, watching with shining eyes and a slack jaw.

“You two are gonna be the death of me,” he mutters with a weak laugh. Ben kisses me again, trailing one hand over my breasts, then moving his mouth down and gently pinching the sensitive nipple between his teeth. I let out a tiny gasp, and his hand drops lower, lifting my skirt and skating over the parts of me that are desperate and aching for more. He moves his mouth to hover just over my ear, the vibration of his voice running through me like an electric current.

“So fucking wet, Annie girl,” he mutters, his tone low and almost dangerous. “You’re making a mess all over my car. Did you like watching me suck his cock?”

“Yes,” I breathe, bucking my hips against his hand, which he pulls away.

“Because it’s a sin and that’s how demons get off?”

Theo leans forward slightly, licking his lips as ifhe is eager for my answer.

“It is not a sin,” I hiss, “but the way you are taunting me right now ought to be, you cruel thing.” Ben brushes his fingers over my clit, making me spasm and jerk, desperately searching for more pressure.

He just laughs. “Oh, how she begs. Like a sinner for mercy. Is that what you want, Annie, for me to have mercy on you? For us to make you come until you can’t walk?”

“Please, Ben,” I groan, attempting to unbutton his jeans. He grabs my wrists and pins them to the back of the seat, causing a surge of frustration through my chest. I need him more than I can even express, and I am not accustomed to being denied what I want.

“Well, then you’ll have to be a good girl, won’t you?” he growls. Heat rushes along my skin, burning and burrowing into him, and a little flicker of pain crosses his face. He is winding me up, looking for a reaction, so I will give him one. I flex my fingers and my shadows wrap around his body, throwing him to the side and pressing his arms to his back, trapping him. Theo sits up higher, and I crawl across the seat toward both of them.

“Help me, Theo. I think he needs to be taught a lesson–that I am not his ‘good girl’ and I do not need his so-called mercy.”

Theo grins and reaches for Ben’s zipper. “I think you’re right.”

“Theo, don’t you–” Ben starts to say, but I thread a shadow across his mouth, silencing him. Theo leans forward and kisses his neck as he unbuttons and unzips the jeans. I gently lift his body off the seat so Theo can pull them down. I may have centuries of experience with my own kind, but I have never seen human males like this before, and my mouth waters at the sight of Ben’s hard length. Like his body, it is impressive, thick, and I want to know what it feels like.

I lower my face, pulling my hair to the side, and run my tongue over the tip. Ben lets out a loud, low groan and thrashes against my shadows, so I take his cock deeper into my mouth. Theo’s hand brushes against the side of my neck, collecting my hair and holding it aside, but then his grip tightens and he pushes my head down. If I were human, I might choke, but I merely listen to theirnoises of surprise and pleasure when Ben’s cock hits the back of my throat.

“Fuck, Annie,” Theo mutters. “No gag reflex? That’s not fair.” Ben groans again, his eyes rolling shut, so I slide my lips and tongue up his length over and over again, savoring every inch, ensuring that he is just as wet as I am.

“You want to watch while I ride him?” I ask Theo. All he can do is nod, release my hair, and look on with wide eyes as I straddle Ben, facing away from him and gripping the back of the seat in front of me. Ben strains against his bonds, but I merely tighten them and look back at Theo. He understands what I want, and pushes my skirt up, then runs one hand across my buttocks, gripping Ben’s cock with the other. I lower my hips and Theo guides Ben inside me, slowly filling me until the sensation is so overwhelming I can hardly breathe. The way my muscles stretch and clench around him is better than anything I have ever felt. When I peek over my shoulder, the wild look in his eyes only pushes me further into a thick fog of pleasure.

But then I shift my gaze to Theo, and my shadows falter. They loosen and slip away from Ben’s body, unwilling to obey me. He reacts immediately, lunging forward and seizing my hair with one hand, then wrapping his other arm around my waist and thrusting into me hard, pushing a ragged gasp from my mouth. I do not understand what is happening to my power, but I also cannot deny that Ben’s sudden aggression floods my core with a desperate, pulsating need. He jerks me back so my body is flush against his. This movement changes the angle of his cock inside me and it hurts for a moment, but not enough for me to ask him to stop. Just as I cry out, one of his hands closes around my throat.

“Oh,mi amor, you’re in trouble now,” he rasps in my ear. “I told you to be a good girl. Now what am I supposed to do with you?”

“To seek revenge is a very grave sin,” I say with a breathless laugh.

“Good,” Ben grunts, pushing his hips up and sending a shudder through my body. “Thatmeans you and I can spend an eternity in Hell doing this. Every. Single. Fucking. Day.” He punctuates each word with another savage thrust, and I am nearly screaming by the time he releases my throat. I gasp and fall forward, gripping the front seat as my fingers shift back into claws, all my powers now seemingly beyond my control. Ben digs his own fingers into my buttocks and pulls my hips down, filling me again and drawing a deep moan from me each time he repeats the motion.

“Come here,” he instructs. Theo moves toward us, his blue eyes still wide and almost wary, probably wondering what this particular version of Ben has in store for him. Ben slows his pace and pushes me forward until I am almost completely empty of him, my aching pussy urgently clenching around thin air. A desperate whimper escapes my mouth when he pulls out completely.