Blood Dawn (Queen of Abaddon Book 3) by Rae Foxx (ebook reader wifi .txt) 📕

Their bodies lay flush against mine, and I felt every movement. Every single breath and murmur of desire. Their touch scorched my skin and branded me as theirs.

Gabe licked a hot trail from my nipple to my hip and across to the top of my thigh. I held my breath in anticipation and parted my legs further, inviting him closer, right to where I needed him most.

“Please,” I whispered. A prayer I knew he could answer.

Michael chuckled, the low notes like a physical caress, and I shivered. He claimed my lips, and I opened my mouth to his tongue, drawing it into my mouth and sliding it against mine, fighting to be closer.

Gabe rested his palm on my belly, the touch heavy and warm, before drawing a finger up my slit to my clit.

“Fuck. You’re so wet. But I bet I can make you wetter.” He waited just a moment before replacing his finger with his tongue and he stroked it against me and dipped it just inside.

I squirmed, trying to find the right friction, eager to find my release, but he held me steady with a warm, heavy palm, remaining fully in control.

I glanced above us, taking in the dark shapes of the branches of the bed that formed the canopy overhead, almost like we were writhing together on a forest floor, and my excitement kicked up a notch at the idea of being so uninhibited.

Michael’s hard cock rubbed impatiently against my hip, his hand jostling against me as he stroked it and cupped his balls. I reached for him again and wrapped my fingers around it, before finding a rhythm.

But Gabe’s tongue became too much as he focused right on my clit, drawing gasp after gasp from me until I breathed in a series of harsh pants I couldn’t control.

As each of my muscles began to tighten, I stretched my fingers from around Michael, giving in to my pleasure, focused on that one moment of release as I rushed headlong toward it.

I thrust my hands into Gabe’s hair and pushed him closer so he couldn’t move. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop,” I ground out as he moved his hands to grip my hips, raising me to the perfect angle.

He chuckled, and I growled my displeasure at the change in his movements.

“Oh, you are a demanding little thing, Lilith.”

Michael laughed, too, and I tried to ignore them, straining everything I had to chase my orgasm, but I batted Gabe away.

“You had your chance. I want the big guy.” I turned to Michael. “You, on your back.”

A grin worked its way up his face, his teeth gleaming in the dim room. “Anything you ask, my dark angel.” He chuckled again, and I rustled my wings out, stirring a breeze into the room.

"Haha. On your back, or I'm taking matters into my own hands."

“Please do,” Gabe muttered. “I like to watch.”

I grabbed Gabe’s cock, taking the heavy weight into my hand, and he gasped as I drew him closer. “Oh, you like to do far more than watch. On. Your. Knees.” I made each word a separate command.

As Michael lay on the bed, his head resting on the pillows, I straddled the tops of his legs as Gabe knelt up in front of me.

“That’s better. At least the two of you can do as you’re told sometimes.” I nodded my approval even as I held my lust in check, ready for another orgasm. Or two, maybe.

Everything inside me burned with the need to be satisfied by these two angels.

First, I teased Michael, drawing myself to and fro over his cock, smearing his pre-cum over my core until he moaned, and his fingers curled around my hips as he tried to pull me down where he wanted me most.

I giggled as I stretched up, deliberately moving away. I ran my hands across Gabe’s chest before I arched against him, my nipples brushing against his skin before I pulled his bottom lip into my mouth and bit down on it. He groaned, and I laughed again. This distraction was exactly what I'd needed.

"Oh, Gabe. Two can tease." As I spoke, I wrapped my hand around his cock again, my touch light as I stroked him. I paid extra attention to the head, and his hips thrust in my direction. Just once, but I backed right off. "I'm in control now."

I paused above Michael’s cock, letting him nudge against my entrance, and I held him there, in that perfect position of temptation.

My breathing stopped. Maybe we all held our breath and waited for me to move, lingering in that moment before everything became about heat and sound and touch.

With no warning to either of them, I pushed down hard and leaned forward, taking Michael into my body as I wrapped my lips around Gabe’s cock.

“Fuck,” Michael gasped out, and he trailed his fingers down my spine as I rose.

Gabe buried his hands in my hair, and I dug my fingers into his, both to hold him close and to stabilize myself for my next downward thrust onto Michael’s dick. Gabe tried to follow my movements, offering more of his cock to my mouth with a tilt of his hips, and I swirled my tongue over the tip, lapping at him then stroking the length of him as I opened wider, relaxing my throat to accept him.

I changed my angle on Michael, humming over Gabe as I hit the perfect spot. Then again. And I kept going, riding one man as I sucked on the other until neither of them could control their breathing, and I was no longer trying to control them.

Each movement I made sent a rush of electricity to spark across my nerves and build my orgasm.

Gabe began to groan in time with his breathing, and I sped up, bobbing my head over him faster and faster until he arched away from me and warm cum splattered down the back of