I came hard on Damien’s cock, crying out for mercy in one breath and cursing the gods for not being fucked harder beneath my Christmas tree with the next.
Everything I’d been wishing for had come true. All the confusion I’d been feeling left my body as soon as my Fallen Ones were unmasked. It all made sense now. Why they were seen together by Liv. How they always knew where I’d be. How to get into my place. How they were able to save me when I needed them most.
Damien let out a loud groan, his cock twitching deep inside me before I was torn away from him and put on my knees for Jace. He wasted no time sinking deep inside my body, his hands firmly gripped on my hips as he pounded into me.
We were in a fever dream it seemed, desperate to be with one another in the most carnal way possible.
Caleb kneeled in front of me and offered me his dick. I parted my lips and let him push deep into my mouth. He moaned my name softly, his fingers tangled in my hair as he and Jace spit-fired me together, the Christmas lights illuminating our writing bodies.
Jace came with a shout, making me come with him. Caleb pulled his dick free from my mouth before he dragged me against him, kissing and touching me gently. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I didn’t hate it and wanted so much more for as long as they’d give it to me. I had no idea how any of this had transpired, but I knew they’d tell me. It didn’t even matter though. I knew it was what I wanted and I wouldn’t let go of it.
Caleb laid me gently onto the floor before leveling himself over me.
“I love you, Lil bit,” he murmured before pushing deep into my body. I cried out and jutted my hips up, meeting his slow, even thrusts, my nails digging into his back.
Caleb made love to me while Jace and Damien situated themselves on either side of us. Sometimes they’d touch me. Kiss me. But they let Caleb work me over, encouraging me to come softly for them.
“Go on, baby sister. Come for Caleb,” Damien husked out, stroking his cock beside us. His lips on my neck then against my ear. “Come on his big cock. I like to watch him fuck you.”
I whimpered at his words, the pleasure Caleb was delivering to my body was something heaven sent.
“You like fucking your best friend,” Jace chimed in, kissing along my jaw.
“Yes,” I managed to say breathlessly as Caleb swiveled his hips, grinding his cock deeper inside my pussy.
“You like fucking him in front of me?” Jace pressed. “Tell me, pretty girl.”
“Y-Yes.” I breathed out my answer.
“Go on and come on his big cock,” Damien instructed. “Be our dirty girl.”
“Don’t come, baby. Be a good girl and hold out,” Jace said.
It was like having a devil and an angel on my shoulders with a god between my legs.
“You know you want to. You want to soak his fucking dick with your come. Do it. Spread your legs wider so he can touch your fucking soul, baby sister.”
“Hold it in. It’ll feel so much better if you fight it, Lily Pad. Keep that pussy from coming, baby. Don’t come.”
I cried out, feeling wild and unhinged. I managed to roll Caleb over and straddled him. He stared up at me in wonder as I took the reins and rode his hard cock, my head thrown back.
Both Jace and Damien surged forward. Each latch onto a breast and teased me, licking, sucking, biting, while Caleb gripped my hips hard and helped me to fuck him.
I came with a loud cry, my body violently shaking as my release flowed from me like a geyser, completely soaking Caleb.
“Fuck yeah,” he cried out, coming hard with me. His body tensed, my name on his lips as he filled me.
“Lily. Oh fuck, Lily.”
We both slowly came down from our shared euphoria. I stared down at Caleb, my heart pounding hard.
This was it. I had my masked men.
My Fallen Ones.
“I’m going to keep you,” I whispered to them.
“Oh, Lily,” Caleb murmured. “We’re going to keep you too.”
I smiled at that, ready for the next round.
Caleb was in the shower and I was sandwiched between Jace and Damien in my bed. We’d had sex on nearly ever place in my apartment. I was sore and aching, but so ready to go again.
I cuddled against Jace as Damien spooned me, his hard dick teasing my ass whenever he moved and his hand on my waist.
“We need to tell you something,” Jace said, breaking the silence.
“Mm, what?”
“Damien?” Jace called out.
Damien cleared his throat, clearly afraid to tell me what they wanted to say.
“If it’s about Jace’s mom and your dad, I already know,” I finally said, filling the heavy silence.
“You do?” Jace pulled away and stared down at me. “When did you find out?”
“A few days after my mom died,” I murmured. “She kept a journal. I read it. It was all in there. It confirmed the photo I saw on her phone.”
“Fuck, Lily. Why didn’t you ever say anything?” Damien asked.
“Because it wasn’t your sins. It was theirs,” I answered.
“So you knew this entire time?” Jace pressed.
I nodded against him. “It’s OK. I’m OK now. I-I love you both and want this with you guys. If you guys can get along then I want you?—”
Jace crushed his lips to mine as Caleb came back into the room.
“I’ve never not wanted you,” Jace said.
I cradled his face, drinking him in.
Damien pulled me onto my back and leveled himself over me. I stared into his eyes, wondering how deep and dark his level of depravity went.
“Oh, baby sister,” he murmured. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
His lips met mine in a rush of heat. I eagerly spread my legs for him, ready for whatever he and the others wanted to give me.
Caleb slid in beside us and held my hand, taking Damien’s place on my shoulder as the devil in my ear, whispering all sorts of sinful things to me while Jace continued to play the part of the angel on my other shoulder.
I knew they held a little chunk of darkness in their hearts though.
Your best friend, ex boyfriend, and former stepbrother would never do this unless they were unhinged.
But I was unhinged too because I jutted my hips up, eager for more and knowing it would never be enough.
So this was love.
I was hooked.
The End
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