I would tie you up, so your elbows touched your knees and your round, jiggly ass was in the air. I’d spank you until your perfect, milky skin was covered in red welts and marks, and then I’d fuck you. I’d have my dick in your pussy and my tail in that tight asshole. You still wouldn’t be allowed to come,I linked her, flicking her clit until she started quivering. Then I switched back to tongue fucking her.
“Desmond,” she moaned. “Please…”
I wanted the throw her on the bed and fuck her senseless so badly, but the meeting was in a half hour, and I knew she wouldn’t have the time to right herself again.
Then I’d let Ares or Bash fuck your face until you were choking and crying around their cocks. We’d all take turns fucking you, denying you any release until you sobbed and begged for forgiveness.
And then what would you do?she asked, thrusting her hips into my face. I held them still, only giving her so much.
I’d finger you until you finished all over my hand. Then I’d paint your lips in your own cum before making you kneel and coming all over your face and tits. We all would. Then you’d have to stay there and let it dry before servicing us all over again,I linked.
She was so close to coming. Her thighs convulsed as she leaned further onto the bed. I ran my tongue back to her tight little hole, licking it while I rubbed her clit. She groaned, the primal, feral sound bouncing off the walls.
“Fuck, that feels so good!” she screamed. “Fuck, I want that. I want you all to fuck me until I’m out of it and covered in cum!”
I dipped my tongue inside her, loosening up her hole while I shoved two of my fingers inside her pussy. It was wet, and within a few minutes she was clenching around me. She came on my beard, and I wiped it off on one of her ass cheeks.
Her chest was flat against the bed as she breathed in and out, each breath getting slower and deeper. She had a faint golden glow. I pulled her up and turned her around. Her eye makeup was a tad smudged, but her lipstick was perfect. The flushed redness on her face was what gave her away.
“I’d kiss your lips, but I don’t want to ruin your lipstick. Know that while we’re in that meeting, and you’re impressing everyone and being a complete badass, I’ll be cheering you on, thinking of ways to celebrate your success with you afterward,” I cooed in a deep, raspy voice laced with desire. I chastely kissed the corner of her mouth over her beauty mark.
Diana hugged me. She didn’t let go for a few minutes, and when she pulled away, she grinned. Her confidence was back in full swing. “Thank you, Sir. I’m going to get dressed and fix my makeup,” she said as she eyed her face in the mirror on the opposite wall. “I’ll meet you and the guys in the living room.”
The five of us sat in the living room, making small talk. Everyone was on pins and needles, except Ares. He thrived in high stress situations.
Has anyone brought up who takes the throne if we successfully overthrow Red?Bash linked me.
A few people, but most of them assume Lucifer will take it over. Why?I asked him.
That’s if hewantsto take it. He willingly abdicated his position for a reason. We need another option, and we have one,Bash explained as he pointedly glanced toward Diana’s room.
You’d do that to her…put her in that position?I balked.Are you so callous that you’d throw her into the line of fire so quickly?
Before he could reply, Diana stepped out of her room, pulling everyone’s attention to her like a magnet. Her curly hair fell in waves down just past her shoulders, and her makeup was back to normal. She wore a long, flowy back dress with a high waist that was slit up the side. Her wrist-length billowy bell-sleeves fluttered as she moved, and the light caught the teeth necklace Ares had given her.
“I don’t have a suit like you guys do, but I don’t think suits are my thing, anyway,” she said. “Is this okay?”
“You look perfect. Dark, mysterious, dangerously beautiful,” Mal complimented. “I did get you something you can add to the look though.” He waved his hand, and a black shoebox appeared on the coffee table. “Open it?”
Diana’s mouth dropped as she sat on the couch. She held the box in her hands and smiled up at Mal. As she opened the lid, I saw the golden Prada emblem. Mal was the best dressed of the five of us, and sometimes I wondered why he wasn’t on a runway with his body build and bone structure. Designer shoes as a gift were the perfect way for him to express his feelings. She held up a pair of brushed, black leather booties. They had a thicker heel and laces in the front. They weren’t quite combat boots, but they also weren’t super dressy either–they had a perfect balance of functionality and class.
“Prada?” she asked in disbelief. “Mal, I've never owned a pair of designer shoes before. I threw every last penny I made at my tuition. Thank you.”
“Princess, you deserve all the designer shoes. You’ve been through so much in the past two months, and a lot of it was my fault. This is the least I can do,” Mal said as he bent down before her and took her plain black heels off.
He waved his hand again, and a pair of sheer black ankle socks appeared. He put them on her feet and then each boot, lacing them up and tying a bow at the top. Diana pulled him up by his shirt collar and gave him a kiss. I never thought I’d see the day those two sat at a table without fighting each other, let alone kissing each other with that much passion. Mal practically ate her face, smudging her lipstick in the process.
“Awww, that’s so fucking sweet, Mal,” Ares crooned, sitting next to them and wrapping them up in a huge hug. “Hold on, lemme get a kiss in before you fix it for her, Mal.” He licked Diana’s lips, biting the bottom one before plunging his tongue in for a wildly sexual kiss that had the whole room readjusting themselves.
Mal used his telekinesis to move Diana’s lipstick back into place before opening the camera app on his phone and showing her how she looked. “Good as new.”
“I never thought to use telekinesis for something so ordinary. I guess because it’s so hard for me, I imagine using it for ridiculously involved tasks,” Diana admitted.
“We’ll work on it. You may not have telekinesis, but I can teach you how to move and teleport objects. It’ll take time, but we’ll get there,” Mal assured her.
Time she may or may not have, depending on how everything unfolds,Bash linked. The way Mal whipped around to glare at him made me think that Bash linked everyone that thought but Diana. Where the fuck was this sour attitude coming from today?
We faded to the meeting room and waited outside the door. We were right on time, just as I planned. We walked into a room filled with at least forty beings from every corner of the globe and all walks of life. They turned to face us, and all eyes landed on Diana.