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DANTE

“What’s wrong, Kitty Kat?” My lips grazed her neck as her legs wrapped around my waist. “What’s going on in that beautiful brain of yours?” I could tell she wasn’t fully lost in the moment anymore. Something had pulled her focus away, taking her excitement with her. I wasn’t bothered by her sudden drop in sexual desire, but I was bothered that something was eating away at her. I didn’t like seeing my girl so withdrawn.

“It’s nothing,” she breathed.

My tongue extended from my mouth, gliding along her dark skin as I savored her taste, a weak moan escaping my throat as I did so. My tattooed hand gripped her neck, forcing her eyes to me as those dark irises of hers met mine. “Don’t do that. Don’t shut me out.” She furrowed her brows. “Tell me what’s going on, what I can do to help you. I’ll do anything, Kat. Anything .” My grip tightened around her jaw as my heart leapt for her. “Tell me.” My mouth fell to hers as we kissed, our tongues dancing together. My swollen, aching cock pressed against her body, flexing as the pressure of her body pushed back.

“I want to lose myself with you in this moment,” she whispered between our hot kisses. “To fully surrender my body to you, Dante. But I can’t. Ugh! I can’t stop thinking about her .” She arched her back against the trunk of the car as I ground further into her, her body reacting to mine despite her mind wandering far away. “Dot.” The way Kat breathed the dancer’s name—with such a worrisome yet craving filled plea—gripped my fucking soul.

“You know you don’t need to be shy. If thinking about that angel is what you need?—”

“It’s not that.” Kat pressed her hand into my chest, the other gripping my arm as my hand remained wrapped tightly around her neck. “I just—I’m worried about her. And the drugs.” I slowed my aggression and pulled back, looking into her eyes. “She’s in too deep with us already. And if she’s doing coke?—”

“We’ll take care of her. After how she handled herself in that bathroom, and the way she looks at us during her dances— both of us—” I licked my lips as a sparkle flashed across Kat’s dark eyes. “If you want to bring her in, we can. I won’t argue, I won’t fight. I’ll be a good fucking boy and do whatever you fucking want.” I leaned down, pressing my chest against hers as I kissed her, hard. She kissed me back, still holding my wrist as her free hand tugged at my hair. “As long as you’re happy, Kitty Kat. I just want you to be happy.” I pulled away and gazed into her eyes once more, longing to fuck her—to love her. “Anything.”

“Why don’t you show me just how much you love me?” Her brow flicked as she flashed me a devious smile. Her fingers gripped my face, those long sharp nails digging into my jaw as she yanked my face closer. “Do it,” she commanded before opening her mouth and running her tongue along the side of my face. I shivered at her warm, wet touch.

“Yes, ma’am,” I huffed, taking full control. Kat laughed softly, allowing me to whip her body around and slam it into the back of the car with a deep grunt. She was positioned perfectly, perching her ass high enough, inviting me to take her from behind, that intoxicating mini-skirt she wore raising just enough for me to see what I wanted. My knees knocked her legs apart as I pinned her against the trunk of the car and wasted no time pulling my long, swollen dick from my jeans. “I’m going to make you feel so good, Kitty Kat.” As the words fell from my lips, I lifted the edge of her skirt, moving her wet lingerie aside, and slid right through her dripping lips.

Kat inhaled sharply, her hands pressing firmly against the car as I shoved deeper, slamming hard enough that her body rocked with the car as I fucked her with zero restraints.

“Faster,” Kat moaned, her breasts sliding against the metal trunk. “Faster!”

My hands gripped her waist, my nails digging into her exposed skin as I braced her body and aggressively pounded into her, my pelvis slamming into her ass. I could feel the pressure building in my dick as I tried to fight back that euphoric buzz, dragging the moment out. It didn’t help that I could hear Kat’s whimpers and moans as they filled the air, mixing with my own. Fuck, it was hard to focus on not coming all inside her tight, warm pussy. Such a perfect pussy.

Focus, Dante.

Biting my lower lip, I shot my head back, concentrating as best as I could when the sound of the club’s backdoors pulled my focus. A dancer was exiting the club, taking a smoke break, the rhinestones on her pastel lingerie sparkling in the moonlight. She was lighting a cigarette as the flame of her lighter revealed her face to us. It was Dot, and she not only saw us, she was staring right at Kat and me.

“Dante,” Kat moaned, looking straight at Dot.

“I see her,” I grunted, refusing to let up. “I see our angel.”

Dot was watching us, leaning against the metal railing as she smoked her cigarette, as I fucked Kat. I wasn’t sure if it was the fact of her seeing us, or rather who was gazing at us, but seeing her stand there enticed by the sight of us, well, it fucking invigorated me.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, driving my dick as fast and hard as I could into Kat, her own moans growing louder as we kept our eyes on Dot, watching her blue eyes sparkle through the cigarette smoke.

That’s right, keep those eyes on us, angel.

It was only a matter of seconds before I completely lost control, busting inside Kat, quickly filling her pussy. She followed suit, crying out as her walls tightened and pulsated, her own orgasm soaking my cock, dripping down as it mixed with my own. I was so sensitive, every little move and tightening of Kat’s pussy caused me to whimper and flex in response as more cum was squeezed out of me. My heart nearly pushed out of my chest as I slowed my pace and eventually laid forward and rested on Kat’s back.

“Fuck, Kitty Kat,” I breathed, kissing her exposed spine.

“You’re telling me.” She smiled, looking back at me over her shoulder. Her eyes motioned to Dot. “Looks like I’m not the only one who likes what I see.” I couldn’t help but to smile at her words.

“Does that make you happy?”

“Yes,” she whispered as I leaned forward and kissed her softly, her walls squeezing my cock one more time.

I moaned into her, gripping her waist tight. “Fuck.” The word exhaled from my lips.

“Very much so.” Kat grinned at her power over me and I liked it, so fucking much.

DOT

My body tingled and prickled, reminiscing on what I had witnessed earlier tonight. I simply walked outside for a smoke break between sets and ended up experiencing something far more exciting. The Devils, Kat and Dante, were having sex on a car in the back alley of the club. They were fully exposed, unafraid of being seen, made apparent by the fact that not only did they notice me watching, but they seemed to like it. The two seemed to enjoy my eyes on them, and as I stood there and smoked my cigarette, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I had kept my eyes on them, watching intently until they both came, loud enough for me to hear and see.

The warm bath water brushed against my hardened nipples, bubbles grazing them ever so lightly as the candles across my bathroom flickered as I was deep in the memory. My fingers slid through the slit of my wet pussy as I moaned out loud, thinking about how the two devils seemed to always enjoy my eyes on them. I began to push deeper, gently sliding them back and forth as the water soaked into my skin. I repeated the memory of the two of them, pressed against that car, replaying it over and over in my head. It began to morph and change as I envisioned myself joining them. The very idea made my body tighten as I pushed deeper, moving faster and faster as I arched against the tub, rolling my body as I cried out softly.

Flashes of Juan’s dead body played over the two devils fucking, the two moments somewhat mixing in my brain as they melted together and created a whole new fantasy. I was straddling Juan’s body, stabbing his chest, his blood spewing in all directions and soaking into my flesh. It felt so good, the hot liquid running down my breasts as two hands wrapped around them from behind. I glanced over my shoulder to see Dante, completely naked, joining me from behind, sliding his cock inside my ass as he rubbed Juan’s blood deeper into my skin. God, it felt so good. I leaned back into him as he fucked me, when a strong grip forced my face forward. My eyes met Kat’s as she crawled over Juan’s dead body, pressing her soft lips onto mine. She moved with such power, commanding me as her hands took over my body. She moved closer, rising as she slid her tongue up my sternum, licking Juan’s blood from my flesh. I moaned, struggling to control my orgasm. Her long nails tugged at my nipples, slightly pinching them. Her mouth eventually made its way to my breasts, licking and sucking them as she began to talk me through the immense pressure while Dante fucked my ass, his vigor and speed increasing. Her mouth met mine, her tongue slithering along the roof of my mouth, her hand squeezing my chin as I tried to breathe, choking on her spit. It was too much, the idea of being with them both, the three of us all straddling and fucking over Juan’s dead body.

My body tightened and twisted as I shot my eyes open, the image of us tangled together still branded in my brain as my breathing hitched and I began to come. I gripped the side of the tub, refusing to let up, embracing my overwhelming orgasm. My head shot back as my eyes rolled and I screamed and moaned. I felt sensational, drawing every bit of my orgasm out. I wanted to touch them, to feel their bodies next to mine, listening as I remembered the way they sounded when they both came, fucking against that car. Fuck, it was amazing. I was so sensitive, so drunk in the fantasy that my body began to wind up and build as I quickly came a second time.

It’s not enough. I need more.

I felt a familiar craving—urge for more.

I whirled my body around, landing on my knees as the bubbly water sloshed and spilled over the tub, repositioning myself as I began to masturbate again, going back over the dreamy fantasy of us, covered in blood, having sex on top of Juan’s dead body. Using an additional finger, I shoved them into my aching pussy and began to rebuild my excitement.

“I want you so bad,” I whimpered, playing with myself. “Both of you. So fucking bad!” It didn’t take long, envisioning us together, before I reached my climax one last time. “Yes,” I cried out. “Yes, yes, yes!” I began to come for the third time, my walls pulsating around my fingers as I envisioned them as Kat’s instead of my own.

Let me be your angel.