Page 43 of Die for You (Diamond Devils #4)
A hint of a smile flickers at his lips, and he moves me up and down on him faster. I throw my arms around him and tug him close for a deep kiss, tongue sweeping into his mouth.
Damien and Knox come around the other side of the bench, and Finn turns me in his lap to face them, bringing me back down onto his cock as I moan.
Knox tilts my chin up, and Finn’s mouth finds my neck.
Damien smirks down at me as he wraps the blindfold around my eyes again. “Now it’s time to guess who’s in which hole.”
“What?” I squeak out the protest just as Finn stands, pulling me off his cock and setting my knees back down on the bench, alone this time. “Where?—”
But I don’t need to finish asking. I know exactly where the Devils are as three pairs of hands tug me to the end of the bench.
I’ve never felt so exposed—completely naked somewhere so public with a blindfold shielding my view and three men ready to devour me. Anyone could try that locked door at any time, and we’d have to scramble to dress and figure out some excuse for why we had the door locked and no music playing.
Somehow, the prospect of getting caught makes every second alone with three Devils that much hotter.
One of them gropes my tits, another my ass, another hooks his finger in my mouth. Guess who’s in which hole . They’re going to fill me up like they did in Knox’s room. Hot anticipation floods my veins.
An unforgiving tip nudges at my entrance, skin smooth and hot. He slides in fast, with one, two, three barbell piercings making me hiss through my teeth. I clench onto his biceps. “ Damien .”
He groans, and though I can’t see him through the blindfold, I’m certain his head is tipped back as he murmurs, “Fucking angel .”
A smack lands on my ass with a sharp echo, and I wince. If anyone comes anywhere near this room, there will be no doubt what kind of activities are going on behind the closed door.
Behind me comes the clatter of piano keys as one of the Devils bumps into them before he yanks my hips toward him.
Damien growls in protest as the head of his cock nearly slips out of me, but he moves closer, driving deep inside me again. I’m already getting sore, and Damien must notice because his finger finds my clit and rubs delicious circles over the sensitive nub.
The Devil behind me spits before fingering my ass slowly, stretching me until I’m ready for him. Then his cock slides in gradually, knowing he can’t slam into me the way Damien is unless he wants me to forcibly remove the appendage from his body.
I moan until I’m arching back into him, his mouth finding my neck, and I know he must have bitten back a thousand words of praise by now.
Over my shoulder, I reach for his neck and pull him closer. “ Knox .”
“That’s right, beautiful.” I can practically hear his smile as he murmurs into my ear.
Two Devils filling me up. I’m already trembling, weak between them. “That only leaves?—”
Finn grabs my cheeks before I can finish my sentence, tugging my face down until his tip brushes my lips. I open for him and swipe my tongue over the underside of the head before circling.
He moans, fisting his hand in my hair, and I love the way all three of them get loud for me when we’re like this. I want to hear their every moan, groan, curse. Every reverent plea of my name.
“Throat.” Before I can obey the command that leaves Finn’s lips, he’s pushing deeper into my mouth, the head of his cock colliding with my throat and making me gag.
All three of them groan at that, Damien and Knox driving into me deeper, the slap of skin on skin filling the room.
“Love hearing her gag.” Damien thrusts into me with punishing power.
“Almost as much”—Knox pants—“as her moans.”
Finn hums his agreement.
Intense pleasure builds in my limbs again, muscles tensing. Saliva dribbles down my chin as Finn’s thrusts turn unrelenting, Damien continuing to slam into my pussy while Knox claims my ass.
I’ve never known what euphoria is until I met the Devils. I want to do this every single day for the rest of my life.
“Going to come for us, angel?” Knox teases.
“She doesn’t last long when she’s taking all three of us,” Damien muses.
I’d bite back some empty retort if my mouth wasn’t full.
One of them pinches my nipple, another pulls my hair, another wraps his hand around my throat and squeezes. Damien rubs my clit faster as they all quicken their pace, breathing heavier as their thrusts turn merciless and push me over the edge.
All my muscles clench at once as the orgasm slams into me, and a palm slaps over my mouth just as I cry out.
Watching me come brings all three Devils to that pinnacle of pleasure, thrusts turning staccato as Damien lets out a sharp groan and fills me first, Knox slamming inside my ass one last time as his cum spills inside me, and Finn hits the back of my throat before I’m forced to swallow every drop.
When they finally release me, I gasp in a breath and yank off the blindfold. They’re so gorgeous looming over me, faces and necks glistening with sweat and wide smiles that turn my knees to jelly.
Every muscle in my body is impossibly weak after multiple orgasms. I take in the empty, dimly lit room around us. “I’m never going to look at a piano the same after this.”
The Devils laugh, and the sound is magical. I never want to go another day without hearing it.
“Think we should give her a break?” Damien smirks at Knox and Finn.
“ Yes ,” I pant.
“Hmm.” Knox massages my ass as he considers. “I think she can take one more round.”
“We’re going to get caught,” I remind them. “We need to leave?—”
Impossibly, Finn is already hard again. Without a word, he grips the back of my neck.
“Finn—”
But the protest dies on my tongue as he slides his cock past my lips, silencing me.
With a smirk, he signs, I love the noises you make, but I also love your silence .