Page 39 of Jezebel’s Liberation (Hellfire Hackers #1)

“He’s right, Jez,” Demon agrees. “We both fucked up, but we’re going to be okay. Both of us.”

“I-I-I put us in that situation, Demon. It was my plan to leave the club and Phantom out of it,” I cry.

“The fuck it was,’ Demon states firmly. “ We came up with the plan together . What we failed to remember was how sneaky those fuckers are. They’ve gotten away with their crimes for years, and not because they’re stupid.

They were smart. We were both too caught up in our need for vengeance. We didn’t stop and think.”

A prickle ripples across my arms, as if the hands of the dead men from the warehouse are still stroking my skin. My teeth chatter uncontrollably, and shivers rack my body.

“Grab a blanket,” Demon orders while he wraps his arms tighter around me. “She’s cold.”

Phantom rushes to the closet and pulls out an extra quilt. “I think she’s going into shock.”

They wrap the blanket around me and whisper loving words into my ears. Nothing they say can penetrate the nightmarish haze my mind is trapped in.

“Help me,” I whisper almost inaudibly.

“What do you need, babe?” Demon asks frantically.

“I’ll call Abyss to come back,” Phantom announces, pulling his phone out of his pocket.

I reach for him. “No, please.”

Phantom drops to his knees. “Jez, tell us what you need. You’re killing me, baby.”

“I can feel them all over me… touching me…” I gulp.

Demon flinches and pulls away. “I’m so sorry, Jez… I wasn’t thinking.”

I grip his shirt tightly. “Please, I need you… Both of you. I want to erase their touch from my body and my mind.”

Phantom and Demon share a look I can’t decipher.

Of course, they wouldn’t want to touch me now. I’m damaged, dirty.

“Get that look off your face right now,” Demon orders, pinching my chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing me to look at him. “I want you so bad it hurts.”

To show me exactly what he’s insinuating, he grinds his hard length into my ass. Phantom stands, removing my palm from Demon’s chest and placing it on his growing cock.

My pussy spasms with anticipation. “Please.”

“You heard our woman,” Phantom growls.

Demon places me on my feet, lifting my shirt over my head. He stares at the bandage covering the bite mark from Betts. His face turns to stone, rage flashes in his eyes.

I cup his cheek. “They can’t hurt us ever again, remember? I need you, Demon.”

His eyes soften. “Your wish is my command.”

Phantom tugs down my shorts and panties, and I step out of them. “Lie on the bed, baby.”

I flip my hair over my shoulder and cock my hip, letting the heat of the moment suck me in and forcing myself to dismiss the negative memories. “I can’t be the only one naked.”

I move to the top of the bed and lie on my back, propped against the pillows.

Demon and Phantom lift their arms over their heads, pulling their shirts off in one swoop.

Next, they both lose their boots and jeans.

I don’t know how they make it look so erotic, but I’m a withering mess by the time they’re both naked.

Phantom grips Demon by the neck and pulls him close, planting a searing kiss to his lips. They break apart, both huffing from exertion.

“I want—” I start, but Phantom’s sharp stare has me pressing my lips into a flat line.

“I know what you want, baby.” Phantom winks.

They both climb on the bed and lie on either side of me.

Demon places chaste kisses up my neck and sucks gently on my ear lobe while he palms my breast in his hand.

Phantom mimics him from the other side as I moan in pleasure.

Phantom’s hand moves to caress my stomach, his touch is feather-light.

I squirm beneath his fingertips, wanting him to reach down to my throbbing pussy.

I don’t have to wait long before his thumb rubs circles around my swollen clit. He gently pushes two fingers inside me, scissoring fast inside my body until he hits that sweet spot while Demon sucks my nipple with vigor. My body tightens, and I arch off the bed.

“That’s it, baby,” Demon encourages. “Come for us.”

I come hard and fast, and they’re both there to coax me through my climax.

Phantom rolls onto his back and pulls me to straddle him. “Ride me, Jez,” he commands.

I place my hands on his chest and position myself over his stiff cock. As I slowly lower myself onto his length, I groan as I stretch around him. We move in tandem, and Demon watches with a heated gaze as he strokes himself.

Phantom wraps his arms around my waist and gently pulls me down so he can whisper in my ear. “Can Demon take your ass, Jez?” he asks seductively. “Can we fuck you at the same time?”

Holy fuck!

Heat blooms in my cheeks, unable to form words thinking about it, I force my head to nod.

“Lube,” Phantom orders.

Demon reaches into my nightstand and pulls out some lube. I’m still bent over Phantom with my ass sticking up. Demon crawls behind me and cool liquid slides in between my ass cheeks. Demon’s fingers probe my back entrance, and I hiss at the intrusion, although it’s not painful.

Demon removes his fingers, and the head of his cock bumps my puckered hole. “Breathe out when I push in,” Demon encourages.

I follow his instructions as he carefully pushes inside. He takes his time until he’s fully seated. I take a few deep breaths to adjust to being completely full.

“That’s it, baby,” Phantom croons. “You’re taking both our cocks so well.”

“Can we move, Jez?” Demon asks, his tone gritty.

“Fuck, yes,” I pant. “Fuck me, please.”

Demon pulls back while Phantom slams into my aching center.

They keep their rhythm going, and my body feels so wound up that I think I might snap.

Alternating in and out strokes light me up from the inside out.

Demon reaches around and pinches my clit, and I detonate.

Both of them follow with their own release.

I collapse on Phantom’s chest as Demon’s cock softens. He gently pulls out and moves to the bathroom.

“You okay, babe?” Phantom asks wearily. “We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

“No.” I snuggle into his embrace. “It was perfect, absolutely perfect.”

Demon returns with a warm rag. “Lie down, Jez. Let me clean you up.”

“I can do it,” I protest.

“You’re ours to take care of,” Phantom chides. “Let us do it.”

I flip over onto my back, and Demon washes between my legs, front to back. He tosses the rag into the laundry bin and climbs back into bed. Demon tugs my back to his front, and Phantom wraps his arms around both of us, with me sandwiched in the middle.

My eyes drift closed from exhaustion. “I love you,” I whisper right before sleep consumes me.