Page 26 of Fall of Hellfire (Hellfire Society #3)

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RIOT

T he look in Ali’s bright green eyes as she whips her shirt up over her head has my dick going from half mast to fully cocked and ready to go in point five seconds.

I don’t even care that she is splattered in another man’s blood as she reaches down to undo her shorts.

I hadn’t even comprehended her words until she cocked a brow at us like we were idiots just standing there staring at her.

"I need you both to fuck me. Help me show this asshole what was never and will never be his. "

Like a shock of lightning through my body, I’m jolted into action, not needing to be told twice.

Arsen must have the same idea because he moves with me.

Like we have done this hundreds of times we sandwich Ali between us.

Our hands making connect with her warm, smooth skin as we explore her body together.

Her flesh goosebumps as I run my lips down her neck until I reach her collarbone, sucking on it as a lustful low moan escapes her throat.

A pitiful, pain-filled groan comes from behind us and I almost snarl at the man.

I was getting so lost in my wife’s body that I almost forgot why we were down here in the first place.

Ethan Black. The bastard that thought our girl belonged to him.

I don’t bother turning around as I trace my fingers down Ali’s flat stomach and to the hemline of her lace panties.

Unfortunately, Arsen can’t ignore the asshole as he glares over Ali’s head, a look of disgust on his face.

“Why don’t we continue this upstairs? This asshole doesn’t deserve to see you like this.

Not when we plan to have you blissed out and full of our seed.

” I agree with my brother on this one, but then again, if Ethan gets to watch us fuck Ali’s brains out, then I’ll just dig out his eyeballs with rusty spoons after. That’s fair, right?

Ali’s back is to my front and we are turned away from Ethan, but still, no one makes a move to leave the basement.

Arsen has even slid Ali’s lace bra to the side exposing her rosy, pink nibbles to the cool air.

Another moan leaves our woman’s throat as Arsen leans in and swirls his tongue around her peak nipple before gently biting down and causing her to arch away from my chest.

“No. I want him to watch. He needs to see this. See that I was never his and how real men fuck their woman. Pleaseeee.” Her words stir a possessiveness within me.

Do I want this fucker to watch her throw her head back in pleasure as we bring her to ecstasy? Fuck no. I’d sooner rip off his dick before that.

Would I ever deny my wife of anything? Again, fuck no. Mostly because I know this could help her heal and move on from what he did to her. So, I can beat down my urge to throw her over my shoulder, stomp up the stairs, and ravage her like an animal in heat. Then I can rip off his dick.

I eye Arsen from above Ali's shoulder, and without speaking a single word, I can tell he is in agreement. What Ali wants… Ali is getting.

“Well, if this is what you want, you better hang on tight, baby. We are going to fuck you so hard you won’t walk right for days.

Now let’s get you better suited for this ride.

” Arsen and I reach for her at the same time.

Me gripping her lace bra while Arsen grabs her panties, yanking the material shreds off her, leaving her now completely bare to us.

I lick my lips at the sight. Unfortunately, Arsen, the asshole, beats me to the punch as he drops to his knees and yanks open her thighs, and shoves his face into her pussy.

The move causes her to lose balance, tumbling her back into me as I catch her.

My hands go to her breasts and I begin pinching her nipples.

Arsen groans, pulling back to smirk up at me. "Fuck, she tastes divine, and our girl is so responsive." He reaches up, usually his fingers to swipe through her folds, holding out his now wet fingers to show me exactly what he means.

Bringing my lips to her ears, I nip at her tender flesh.

"You like this, don't you, wife?" Her eyes are closed, head thrown back against my shoulder, a look of utter enjoyment consuming her features as she nods in answer.

"Do you want more? Do you want us to fuck you raw, to show you who you really belong to? " Her entire body shudders at my words.

"She likes that idea, Ri. Fuck, she is practically gushing at the thought of us claiming her.

" I smirk at that, jealous that Arsen gets to taste the evidence of how her body reacts to us, but it's oddly even more arousing seeing one of my brothers enjoy my woman as well.

I never minded sharing before, but I thought I would be a jealous bastard when I found the one.

Boy, was I wrong. Fate would have it that the perfect woman for me would also be perfect for my brothers.

At least I know if I'm not around, she will always have someone to take care of her.

"Please, stop teasing me and fuck me already." We both let out chuckles at how impatient Ali is.

"So needy, wife. Relax, let us take care of you.

" Another gagged snarl sounds from behind us, making me grin in sick satisfaction.

"Let's really give our guest a show, shall we?

" Slowly I shuffle the three of us to give Ethan a better view as I continue to hold Ali against me, Arsen refusing to let up on her pussy.

One of my hands moves from her breast to her throat, exposing the long length as I grip it in my palm.

Turning her head to the side, I make her look towards Ethan, who is glaring daggers at us, trying to thrash in his seat but can't seem to move much.

Blood continues to run down his chest, making my grin beam wider at seeing Ali's art.

"Look at him. How pathetic he is. He wants to kill us still; you can tell it from his eyes.

" I stroke her pulse point as her body tenses, no doubt from the assault Arsen's tongue is giving her.

"Too bad you were never his. You are mine. "

"And mine," Arsen snaps before shoving his face back between our girls’ thighs. Her legs begin to shake, and I know she's close.

"Yes. Yours. All three of yours," she adds before she lets out a scream of pleasure so strong my dick weeps at the sound. She all but collapses against me.

"Good girl. That's it, ride it out. Let A lick you clean.

" It takes her a moment before her breathing normalizes.

Arsen pulls back to stand, licking his own lips like a dog savoring his treat as he sends me a smug smirk.

Ali turns in my hold before staring up at me, pupils blown with lust and eyelids heavy lidded.

"More," is all she says before she is pulling at my clothes like a woman on a mission.

A mission I can get behind. Arsen begins to remove his as well, and within seconds the two of us are as naked as Ali.

It's her turn to explore our bodies, her hands running up and down every inch of skin.

My muscle flex under her touch, my cock already standing at salute and ready for battle.

She does the same to Arsen before gripping our dicks with her hands and giving us a few tugs.

Fuckkkking Hellll...

"If you don't let me inside of you in the next few seconds, babe, I’m going to embarrass myself and come all over your hand like a fucking teenage boy," I growl out, but I don't wait for her answer before I’m gripping her hips, tossing her up, and slamming her down on my cock in one swift motion.

Honestly, that move was so smooth, I almost wish I had it on tape.

We both moan as I fill her soaked core, her warmth seeping into me.

I hold her there for a long second, just embracing how tight she is before pulling her back and sliding her up and down on my shaft a few times.

I hadn't even realized I closed my own eyes until I open them and see Arsen, watching us, his own dick in hand pumping.

"Don't be shy, brother. Our girl can take another one.

Can't you, wife?" She nods her head, moaning out a long, low yes, as I continue to slide her up and down on my cock. The friction is orgasmic, but I’m no two pump chump.

Arsen approaches, placing his hands on Ali's side before kissing along the side of her neck.

She arches her neck into his touch as he begins to move into position.

Instead of going to her ass and prepping, I feel the tip of his dick nudge mine.

I freeze all movements, not put off by the idea but curious on where he is taking this.

He cocks a brow at me, challenging me to back down, but hell no. If Ali is game, so am I.

"Can you take both of us in one hole?" he asks. "We can stop if it becomes too much." But she is already shaking her head.

"No. I can take it. I want to feel both of you.

" And just like that I knew I would march into the front lines of a battlefield for this woman.

With neither of us wanting her to change her mind, I place my arms under Ali's thighs and lift her. pushing her thighs wider and giving Arsen more space to line himself up better. Everything else in the room fades to the background as Ali’s eyes pop open to meet mine just as Arsen pushes his tip beside mine.

"Breath. Focus on us. Feel us," I tell her as Arsen slowly breaches Ali channel, making her tense and tighten.

She is damn near strangling the life from our cocks as Arsen finally settles fully sheathed inside her pussy.

I thought the friction of Ali's walls felt good, but God damn, adding in another dick making her tighter and adding to the movement is top-notch.

We give her a second to adjust to this new type of fullness before she growls out for us to move.

So, we do. It takes another minute to find a good rhythm, but once we do, something beyond euphoria builds at the base of my spine.

It's like when you're at the tip-top of a roller coaster, and you have a moment to see the horizon and there is an odd sense of peace, but then you inch closer to the edge.

The closer you get, the more your heart rate builds, knowing you're about to have a rush of endorphins and adrenaline. It's like a high without the drugs.

Our movements become jerky as we pump our hips in time.

Sweat drips off our bodies and I know we will need a serious bath after this.

If not for all the blood that was covering Ali before.

Just the thought of Ali being covered in blood after she took her own revenge has my cock jerking before all my muscles tense and I’m falling over the edge of a cliff into the strongest orgasm I've ever had in my life. My breath seizes in my chest, but I’m not alone, because both Ali and Arsen are following me over the edge.

We're huffing and puffing as Ali's pussy milks us of everything we have before she finally slumps against me. Arsen is the first to pull out, stumbling back and hitting the staircase. Slowly, I pull out next, allowing Ali's body to slide down against mine until she is steady on her feet.

Like a needle to a bubble, my surroundings pop back into view, the room and where we are coming back into focus.

I turn and face Ethan, gently pushing Ali into Arsen's arms. "Enjoy the show?

" I ask, smirking. I glance down at my cock, now dripping with the evidence of what we've just done.

Leaning in closer to the man, I speak in a soft tone.

"You were never going to have her. I should carve out your eyes right now for simply getting to see her like this, but we have bigger plans for you.

" I glance over at a now-sated Ali, leaning against Arsen's chest. A door above us slams shut before Cash is heard calling for us.

"Well, it looks like Daddy Cash is home.

Better not keep him waiting." Turning back to Ethan, I pat his cheek. "Be a good boy and stay here."

Arsen scoops Ali up into his arms, and I get the perfect view of Ali's pussy, dripping with cum pussy that has me wanting to shove it all back in.

The thought is crazy, but what if we stuff her full enough that one of our swimmers stuck?

The idea has my spent cock twitching with excitement.

Ali having one of our babies...I think I like that idea.