Page 24 of Die for You (Diamond Devils #4)

My throbbing clit is so sensitive, I whimper and try to push off Finn’s face. But he keeps me anchored in place, movements of his tongue eventually slowing to let me come down from my orgasm. Jesus, how long is he going to stay down there?

“He wants another,” Damien explains.

“I’m so fucking close now, Rory,” Knox warns me, breathless as he pumps inside my mouth faster. “I want to watch you come all night. That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

“I’m next,” Damien growls. And I take it for the warning it is.

Finally, Knox pushes my hand away from the base of his cock and slams in until his tip hits the back of my throat. I gag, lurching forward.

Beneath me, Finn’s tongue stops as he chuckles.

Damien and Knox do the same, the sound simultaneously more sinister and arousing through their masks, and I drop Knox’s cock from my mouth, fighting the smile tugging at my lips.

I can’t believe I’m actually in a room at some party, finally hooking up with the Devils, and we’re already comfortable enough with each other to laugh while we’re like this.

Being with them is way, way better than my imagination.

“Bastards.”

Damien tsks. “Better punish her for that, boys.”

I don’t have a second to brace myself before Knox’s hand is fisting in my hair again and his cock is wrenching my jaw open. “That’s it, angel. Take my cock like a good girl.”

Tears blur my vision as he pounds into me, saliva dribbling down my chin as he thrusts over and over, punishing me with collisions to the roof of my mouth and the back of my throat.

Finn punishes me by kissing around where I want him. Gentle whispers of a kiss that keep me from climbing back to that pinnacle of pleasure I crave. I whimper, desperate for him to make contact with my aching clit.

“Don’t stop,” Damien tells Knox. “Fuck her hard.”

Knox does, hitting my throat over and over. “You’re going to make me come so fucking hard, beautiful.”

His thrusts come to an abrupt halt, and I don’t have time to brace myself before his cum is shooting into my mouth.

I gag and convulse against him as he spills down my throat, forcing me to swallow. Tears spill down my cheeks, and my breaths turn ragged as I struggle to breathe. My nails dig into his thigh, but he doesn’t relent.

Finn’s tongue finally laps at my clit again, rewarding me for swallowing his friend’s cum, and the pleasure is a confusing mix with the intensity of my gags.

At last, Knox pulls free from my mouth, and I gasp in a rattling breath. The slight salty taste of him remains on my tongue, in my throat.

“Were you trying to drown me?” My heart pounds frantically, lungs squeezing and still desperate for the oxygen he deprived me of.

I never would’ve expected kind, sweet, funny Knox would be so dominating in bed. But even with weak muscles and tear-stained cheeks, I want more of it.

Behind his mask, I can’t see his smile, but I can hear it. “Not at all, gorgeous. You’ve got two more loads to swallow.”

Damien laughs as my eyes widen. They all expect me to swallow their cum? I could barely handle Knox.

“I don’t?—”

But Damien doesn’t let me finish before he’s pushing his cock past my lips, his piercings dragging over my tongue. The feeling is foreign but strangely arousing, the metallic taste a sharp contrast to the saltiness of his skin.

I groan at the ache in my jaw as he fills me. I’ll have to fuck Finn just to prevent lockjaw.

“ Jesus ,” Damien hisses, and his cock throbs immediately against my tongue.

I have a feeling he won’t last as long, and I hope to god he doesn’t because I’m not sure how I’ll survive this otherwise.

Damien doesn’t start off slow or take it easy on me the way Knox did. He grabs my head with both hands and holds me in place, the bed squeaking while he rocks his hips back and forth, fast and unforgiving.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Tears pour down my cheeks, and I’m torn between wanting to sob and wanting to scream with pleasure.

“She takes our cocks so well,” Knox praises. Impossibly, he’s already growing hard again, wrapping my limp hand around his cock. He uses it like a puppet to pump him.

“Your tears are so beautiful, angel.” Damien pants as he slams into my mouth. All I can do is stay on my knees and take it. “Just wait until we’re all fucking you at the same time. In all three holes.”

There’s no way I can handle that tonight. No way I can get through more of this. My heart will give out before then.

Knox moans, squeezing my hand tighter around his cock. “I can’t fucking wait.”

Finn smacks my ass with both hands, the sound sharp and echoing. I wince, the pain somehow pleasurable. There will undoubtedly be handprints on my skin tomorrow.

I want their marks all over me.

“I’m gonna come.” Damien’s grip on my hair tightens, pain lancing from my skull as he buries his cock inside my mouth.

An unexpected spurt of hot cum hits my throat, but he doesn’t stop thrusting as he spills inside me, his piercings scraping against my tongue. I whimper as I struggle to swallow, try to fight every gag. Damien squeezes my jaw, forcing me to take every drop.

When he finally drags his cock from my mouth, relief washes over me. My jaw still aches, but now it’s a dull ache instead of a sharp strain.

A trail of cum follows Damien’s cock. He tsks. “All of it, angel.”

With his thumb, he pushes the cum past my lips. The gesture is so obscene, so demeaning?—

I wrap my lips around his thumb and suck. I’ll be their angel for as long as they want me.

Finn’s mouth leaves my pussy. My hands tremble, arms and legs weak. I’m not sure I’ll be able to stand.

But I don’t get a chance to find out before Finn flips me onto my back. I yelp.

All three of them hover over me, Damien and Knox looming in their masks as they stand on the mattress, and Finn’s body crushing mine beneath his.

“Is this the part where you fuck me?” I whisper. I cling to the delicious muscles on his biceps. I’m not sure I can handle any more, but I’m willing to find out.

Finn shakes his head, and my chest squeezes with disappointment.

“You’re not going to fuck me?”

They asked if that’s what I want. Now, that’s what I want more than anything.

Damien’s dark chuckle floats out. “Not yet, baby. You’re going to need a lot of preparation for that.”

I’m not sure I like the sound of that. Or maybe I love it.

He and Knox keep pumping their cocks as Finn straightens, crawling up my body until his legs are straddling my head. I’m frozen, trapped beneath him.

His hand slides into his joggers and finally unsheathes his cock. The pounding of my heart renews.

Finn is just as long and hard as the other Devils, his tip already glistening with precum. His curves up at the head, like it was designed to hit that spot inside me that will make me scream.

His piercing blue eyes devour me as he fists his cock, dragging his hand over his length, slow inch by slow inch. His gaze communicates exactly what he wants to say to me. Brace yourself. I’m not taking it easy on you either.

I grin, and a cocky smirk lifts one side of Finn’s mouth.

“Give me everything,” I breathe.

The smirk slips away, eyelids drooping as he reaches off the bed and slides his mask on, concealing his face.

A chill curls down my spine. I can’t put my finger on it, but there’s something about a masked man on top of me, staring down at me as he brings his cock to my lips that makes my toes curl with anticipation.

Finn parts my lips with his cock. I draw in as deep a breath as I can as he drags his cock over my tongue, his taste already slightly salty with his precum.

He takes his time sliding in, unhinging my jaw more as he goes deeper and deeper. Tears sting again, and I don’t think I’ll have any left after tonight.

Deep from his throat, Finn emits a guttural groan. My thighs squeeze, trying to relieve the ache building there.

Knox drops to his knees, the mattress shifting with his movements. He keeps stroking his cock as his other hand slides between my legs, brushing over my clit.

I moan around Finn’s cock, and Knox groans. “She’s soaking the bed.”

“ Fuck ,” Damien hisses.

“I need to taste her.” Knox wrenches my legs apart, shoving his mask up and burying his face between my legs.

I cry out, the sound escaping past Finn’s cock. Knox laps and sucks at me like a man starved just as Finn hits the roof of my mouth.

“Deep throat,” he growls, and I’m not sure if it’s a command or a warning.

Finn throbs inside me, but he doesn’t pull back to drag his cock over my tongue again like the other Devils. He stays buried inside my mouth, pulling back only enough to slam into my throat.

Oh god . My nails cling onto his thighs, but he doesn’t seem to notice as he keeps thrusting. They’re all fucking merciless and I’m pathetically weak for it.

Knox eats me in a frenzy, and the pleasure buzzes through me. My blood pumps through my veins like a warning bell, and my heart drums erratically. He’s going to make me come again. All of them are.

Damien slides off the bed, stroking his cock as he gets closer to me. He points his tip toward me, his breaths growing labored and chest heaving the same way it did right before he came inside my mouth.

No. He’s not going to?—

Before I can shut my eyes, a shot of cum lands on my cheek.

I gasp, and Finn fucks my mouth faster. I let out a sob, gripping onto his thighs, as Damien’s hot cum hits my face again. And I can’t pull away or escape it with Finn pinning me down.

But thoughts of escape leave my head as soon as Knox sucks my clit between his lips before biting down.

I cry out, the orgasm lashing through me out of the blue. My moans are high-pitched and loud, even with Finn’s cock muffling them.

“ Fuck .” He groans, hitting my throat one last time before his cum pours out. Panic that I really might drown this time as I try to swallow while flat on the bed seizes my heart.

Finn doesn’t relent as I wriggle and writhe beneath him, and neither does Knox. Neither Devil pulls away from me until the last drop of cum has left Finn’s body, my throat bobbing as I struggle to swallow.

My chest is aching by the time he pulls off me. I’m a sopping mess between my legs, and Damien chuckles while he uses the sheet to wipe his cum off my face.

I narrow my eyes at him. “ That was too far.”

“That’s why you liked it,” he says simply, wiping the last of his mark from my skin.

I can’t believe he’s right. Can’t believe I liked every single second of what they did to me. Loved it.

“You did incredible, Rory.” Knox rubs my cheek as he beams down at me. “That’s our girl.”

Our girl . I can’t believe this has actually happened. I really am theirs now.

And it’s exhilarating and arousing and reassuring and terrifying all at once.

“Before...Finn mentioned something about chasing me. Maybe we can do that next time?”

Knox gives a low chuckle. “Whatever you want, beautiful.”

“ Fuck .” Damien’s low hiss isn’t from pleasure this time.

I bolt upright in bed. Blue light emits from Damien’s phone as he glares down at it.

“What is it?” Knox asks.

Damien’s mask is off again, and he frowns at the other Devils before his gaze fixes on me. Wordlessly, he shows us the video playing on his phone.

But it’s not a video. It’s live footage. From inside my apartment.

My heart stops as I spot the shadowy figure sneaking through the darkness. The footage is dark and a bit grainy, but there’s only one person outside of this room who would break into my apartment.

Jeremiah must’ve gotten the Devils’ message. Or he was already on his way to break into my apartment when the Devils went looking for him.

He’s not smashing anything. Or taking anything. He keeps his hands tucked in the pocket of his hoodie while his head moves on a swivel. He’s searching.

For me.