Page 157 of Devils' Day Party
Calix's tongue takes over my mouth, obliterating any remaining thoughts and leaving me prisoner to the pleasure wracking my body, taking over every limb. I can barely breathe as Barron pumps his huge cock into me, moving faster, harder, until he's spilling his seed deep inside of me, big body shuddering above my own.
“That was quick,” Raz quips with a small laugh, but Barron just smiles, cupping the side of my sweaty face and taking my lips from Calix for a brief moment.
“We have all night, don't we?” he asks, sitting up and looking down at me with an expression somewhere between affection and possession. “Have I ever said it, Karma?”
“Said what?” I ask, the words husky and broken. I'm not ready to be done yet, not by a long shot.
“That I love you. If I haven't said it before, in any of your other timelines, I'm saying it now.” He smiles at me, and I can't tell if he's just humoring me or if he actually believes me. Either way, my body flushes with heat, and tears prick at the edges of my eyes.
“That's really fucking sweet,” Raz growls, “now get the fuck out of my way.”
I push up to a sitting position, and then straddle Raz's waist, not caring if I'm making a mess. He's just going to have to deal with that. He cups the back of my head, kissing me with that razor-sharp mouth of his. I grind my hips on the bulge beneath the leather of his pants, making him groan.
“There's no rush,” I whisper, kissing either side of his mouth and rolling my hips against him. “Just kiss the fuck out of me.”
“Done and done,” Raz murmurs as Barron lays down between us, kicking off his pants, and then folding his arms behind his head. He looks up at the stars as the moon casts strange shadows across the butterfly tattoo on his chest. It takes Calix a minute, but he finally decides to move around Barron and over to me, straddling Raz's legs, so that his body is pressed up against mine. “The hell do you want?” Raz asks, looking over at Calix.
“The same thing you do: Karma.” Calix pushes me forward and then lines his cock up with my opening, pushing into me as I groan and cling to Raz's chest. He growls under his breath, but lets me kiss him, my mouth working frantically against his as Calix drives into me, his hands locked on my hips.
“Fuck, I'm going to blow my load before I even get my pants off,” Raz murmurs against my lips. I sneak one of my hands between us, flicking the button on his pants and sliding my fingers beneath his waistband. I find his cock, thick and hard and ready for me, and tease it with my fingers.
“Please do,” I whisper back at him, working him as Calix fucks me. Raz's hands find my breasts, tweaking my nipples and kneading the aching flesh with strong fingers. Calix doesn't let him have all the attention though, leaning over and pressing his lips against the side of my neck. His left hand keeps him propped up, but with his right, he takes my other breast in his fingers. The two boys glare at each other over my shoulder in challenge, but I don't care because it feels too good, having them fight over me like this.
“Idiots,” Barron murmurs sleepily from beside me.
“Tu es plus belle que la lune et les étoiles ensemble,” Calix murmurs against my ear, his warm breath making me shiver with pleasure. You're more beautiful than the moon and stars combined.
My body shudders around his cock, succumbing to another orgasm that I can only blame on his sweet words, whispered in French and moonlight. Calix's fingers tighten on my hips, but he manages to control himself as my body squeezes around his, starting to move again only after my breathing evens out a bit.
“I'm not letting this asshole steal the show,” Raz hisses against my lips, sucking my lower one between his teeth. He puts his hand between us to find my clit, making me cry out as he brushes his fingers across it. The sensation makes me clamp down on Calix again, and he comes inside of me with a low, sensual groan, as soft and dark as ebony velvet.
“Damn it, Raz,” he snaps as he moves away and Raz flips me over, pinning me down on the plaid blanket as he stares down at me with those brilliant ruby eyes of his. He casts a cocksure glance in Calix's direction before returning his attention to me.
“Don't think that because I'm going last, I'm in last place.”
“Nobody would ever think that,” I tell him, touching the side of his face. Raz lets me go, sitting down beside me so he can shed his pants, leaving him nude and beautiful in the darkness. Before he can make a move, I crawl between his legs and wrap my fingers around the base of his shaft, tracing my lips with the head of his cock, and licking away the salty pre-cum beading at the tip.
