Page 94 of Vengeful Melodies

Alix’s words burn, and so does the sight of her—lips parted, body trembling, thighs still spread wide around me. She's drenched, ruined, and fuck, I’ve never wanted to give her more than I do right now.

“Drippin’ down me like she was made for it,” I growl, shifting my hips just enough to make her gasp.

Alix’s hand slides between her legs, brushing against my cock where I’m still inside her, fingers coated in her wetness. “You feel that?” he whispers to her like it’s a secret. “That’s what you do to us, Darlin’. That’s you.”

Bash kisses up her neck now, teeth grazing skin, his fingers tugging gently at a nipple, making her squirm. “God, the sounds you make,” he rasps. “You don't even know how fucking hot you are when you fall apart like this. Look at you, songbird. Look at us.”

She moans—loud, needy—and Takoa still hasn’t said a word. But the look in his eyes? Fucking lethal.

He slides his fingers deeper into her mouth, presses down on her tongue like he’s claiming it. His other hand curls around the back of her head, possessive, coaxing. “Take me in, Muse,” he says finally, voice low and deadly calm. “No teasing. Show me how that mouth of yours was meant to be used.”

I feel her walls clench around me at that, her body giving her away.

“She likes that,” I murmur, lips pressed to her ear. “Likes when we take it. When we don’t ask.”

Alix’s cock is in his hand now, thick and flushed and dripping precum as he lines it up with her other hole, teasing along her rim. My Siren whimpers.

“You want this too, don’t you?” he growls, voice slipping into that dark edge we’ve only seen backstage. “Every fucking inch of us. I see it, baby. You ache for it.”

I hold her tighter. “She can take it.”

Bash reaches down, spreading her even wider, his eyes locked on where we’re all about to be. “Fuck… we’re gonna break her.”

“No,” Takoa says, just as Dreya wraps her lips around him, choking softly on the thick length of him. His jaw clenches, eyes fluttering closed. “We’re gonna build her into something holy.”

I lift her hips a little so Alix can slide in behind her, his head opposite of where Takoa is sitting, I watch as Bash lifts a bottle of lube from the side table and squeezes a generous amount in-between her crack, using his thumb to massage the liquid into her tight hole.

Alix pushes in slow, groaning as she stretches to take him. We move in sync, filling her together, bodies pressing, skin slick and hot and trembling. Her cries are muffled around Takoa, but they vibrate through all of us.

I hold her in place as Alix thrusts, our cocks brushing with every movement, slick with her and each other.

“Just like that, Siren,” I growl. “So fucking good. So full of us.”

Bash strokes himself beside us, then leans in and kisses me hard, tongues clashing, teeth scraping. I grip his jaw, groaning against his mouth. Then I drag him down to her chest, let him feast there while I keep fucking her slow, deep, devastating.

Takoa’s hips move with agonizing control, pushing deeper into her mouth, hand in her hair guiding every motion. “Eyes on me,” he murmurs to her. “That’s it. Take it all. Let us see you fall apart from the inside out.”

“God, Siren, you're taking both of our cocks so well.” My voice trembles as my balls tighten, the release I’ve been holding back now impossible to stop. Alix’s cock squeezes in beside mine. I feel him through the thin walls keeping us separated, and it sends a shockwave through me.

“I’m gonna cum…” I breathe, a deep moan tearing from the pit of my stomach.

Bash runs his fingers over her swollen clit, and the moment he does, she clamps down on us so tight we can’t move. We’re locked in place, helpless in the grip of her body.

With a groan, I let go—my release spilling into her, coating her insides in thick, sticky cum.

Takoa guides her face up from his slick cock wet with her drool , his voice low and commanding. “Start with your voice, Muse,” he breathes. “Sing for me.”

And she does.

She moans. Cries. Begs—while Alix rocks into her slow and deep, while Bash kisses her lips, her breasts, her thighs. Takoa slides himself past her lips and holds her gaze with a fire I’ve never seen in him before.

I sit back, spent and utterly content to watch the woman I’m starting to love break so beautifully beneath their touch—her body trembling with every brutal thrust from Alix, her choking on Takoa’s cock with each demanding push.

Bash kisses down her body, slow and worshipful, before sliding his tongue out to circle her clit, licking her in time with Alix’s punishing rhythm as he fucks her roughly into the couch. The taste of us both being devoured by the way he eats her cunt like it’s his last supper and he has been starved.

She’s wrecked. And fuck, she’s never looked more divine.

My cum still leaks from between her thighs as Alix pistons into her from behind, skin slapping skin, the sound raw and obscene. Her cries are muffled around Takoa’s cock, stretched tight between them as her throat takes every inch he offers. Her body jolts with every thrust—trembling, drenched in sweat, flushed from the high. She’s shaking, struggling to breathe through the pleasure, and it only spurs the rest of us on.