As the other two heads slide up and down my folds, I suck in a ragged breath.
The Boogie Man trails kisses along my jaw, which is good because I can’t focus on kissing. Not while he’s lavishing my pussy so much attention.
“That’s it,” he says. “You will take everything I give you like a good girl.”
“Yes.” I arch my back, my nipples tightening.
A cool sensation slides over my breasts. I glance down to find shadows swirling across my skin. My breath quickens. The shadows narrow and darken until they feel like fingers pinching and rolling my nipples.
I’ve never in my entire life had so much stimulation. Soft lips kissing my neck, shadows caressing my breasts, three talented heads teasing my pussy… And another cockhead that’s currently a mystery.
My arms twitch with the urge to reach up and stroke his wings. I want to know if they’re tough like leather or soft like suede. His fingers tighten around my wrist, so I relax and let him take control.
“What.” The smaller head squeezes my clit, and my breath catches. “What does that fourth one do?”
It taps at my opening, then strokes a tight circle around it, setting the skin there alight. The muscles of my pussy clench and relax as though limbering up for him.
His kisses travel down the column of my neck, sending lightning bolts of pleasure across my breasts.
“When you’re ready, it will be the first to penetrate that tight, sweet cunt,” he replies.
“Why don’t you stick it in right now?” I ask.
He chuckles, the sound rich and deep. “Let’s see how many orgasms it will take to make you soft and loose.”
“But I can’t climax so soon after the first.” I shake my head.
“Is that a challenge?” He sucks on my collarbone.
My cheeks burn hotter than the furnace between my legs. I’m so wet that I worry about drowning that fourth cockhead as it makes the most obscene squelches. As the larger pair fondle my folds, the smaller one continues to pull and suck at my clit.
I try to raise my hands off the mattress, but the Boogie Man pins me down. “You’re going to cum for me,” he growls into my neck and increases the suction on my clit. “Now.”
I jerk forward, my insides tightening like the coils of a spring. “Wait—”
The sucking intensifies until my eyes roll toward the back of my head. My body convulses as all the pressure, all the pleasure, every sensation he’s given me until this moment, releases in a barrage of tingly heat.
All the muscles of my core clench and spasm with an orgasm so powerful that it feels like he’s infusing me with power. I thrash as magic travels along every nerve and gathers in my pussy.
Each contraction sends a burst of pleasure that makes me twitch and gasp. I didn’t think anything could be more pleasurable than his tongue, but this is insane.
Throughout the climax, the fourth cockhead presses at my entrance as though asking permission to enter. I tilt my hips, wanting him to push his way in, but I’m breathing so hard that I can’t form any words.
“Good girl,” he rumbles. “I love the way you climax at my command. Now, give me one more.”
All I can do is shake my head.
It’s impossible—I’m still in the middle of cumming. My clit throbs, already overstimulated from all that sucking, but the cockhead surrounding it makes a twisting motion, which hits the sensitive bundle of nerves like the strike of a tuning fork.
“Cum for me, Alienor,” he snarls.
I’m gasping, clenching, trying to resist, to hold onto a semblance of composure, but the cockhead squeezes and sucks and swivels around my clit without mercy or restraint.
“Now,” he roars.
A second, more powerful orgasm crashes over my senses like a tidal wave. It overwhelms the first and washes away the last of my doubts. My back arches. Every muscle in my body seizes. I throw my head back and scream.
The windows of my bedroom explode, and bright light floods the entire space.