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nyx-umbrakinesis · 9 months ago

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Oh fuck firstly the start is divine, how we feel how comfortable and established with Alastor things are and whoosh suddenly Lucifer's all there and charming and oh then Al's jealously so fucking hot and hot Vox just takes complete advantage of the situation, literal shivers ad I imagine him resting against my back talking and flirting in such a delicious way 🥵🥵

Fuck and them fighting over us, it's so fucking good, oh my heart omfg hot af!

Lucifer trying to get there first and Alastor being a little shit is everything 😩💜and then Vox all possessive and fucking dominant just fucking owning us with a kiss, how fucking dare you already destroy my underwear 😩😩💜

And his cocky fucking line 🫠

Luci being all soft making me yearn for him and Alastor taking every opportunity to use his shadows to whisk us away and be his 😩😩😩

Of fuck, I literally fucking soasmed when Vox grabbed us back and pushed himself against us omfg so fucking hot 🥵🥵🥵

Oh fuck yeah Vox with the best suggestions ever!

Luci taking the initiative fuckkkkkk

And then Vox already watching stroking himself, fuck RIP my panties x2 😩😩😩😩💜💜

And then oh Luci's simmering jealousy and quick magic getting rid of the clothes and teasing up sliding his cock through our folds, fuck woman I'm going to open the tap and lay under it cuz fuck my mouth and throat are so fucking thirst all of a sudden.

Oh than you hit us with the Love deceleration fuckkkk 🫠🫠🫠 my heart was Not ready 😭😭😭💜

And the way he goes slow, attuned to our body and you can fucking feel his affection nghhhhh.

Oh fuck and then hitting us with the praise kink fuckkkk 'perfect' 😭😭😭🫦🫦 I need that man to call me perfect fuck I'd sell my soul!

The Vox cheeky and fucking possessive as ever making sure we don't forget him! Fuck making me look at him while Luci is embedded deep inside me dhslahfjeoakdje 🥵🥵🥵halp

The battle of wills they despite the intensity! So fucking palpable

And then oh shit yeah his cock needing us so badly he can't resist making us suck him while me get filled by another fuckkkk.

And then the fact they've taken us together before, fuck me yes please omfg 😭😭😭

And Lucifer despite his protests enjoying seeing us taken while he fucks us just as much as Vox...

Oh shit in comes Alastor making sure he's not left our, fuck I need his dick in my hand 😩😩 three at one fuck yes every fucking day I would take those men! Fuck you write it so good too my brain is breaking 😭😭

Oh fuck Vox getting even hornier because of Al finally joining you, fuck his little crush is such a turn on he gets harder because the radio demon wants us to touch him and has his cock out nfMldhnrkajsbfkshvdjrhs 😩😩🥵🥵🥵😩😩😩🤤🤤🤤💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

It was right here I had to take a fucking break because my brain short circuited! 😭😭😭 I literally couldn't read the words and understand them...

Oh fuck the scream oh fuck fuck you and making Vox so fucking sexy 😭😭😭

And Lucifer Just focusing on our please omfg that man I would die for 😩😩😩

Lucifer cumming so much it fucking floods out of us fuckinfbakhdjajd 💀💀💀

And then he doesn't mind sharing us for round two fuck you can tell he fucking wants to feel Alastor so fucking badly inside us and fuck that does things to me 😫😭💀💀💜🫦🫦🥵🥵🥵🫠🫠🫠🤤🤤🤤

Fuck then he shows off wanting them to see how much we like his dick in us how well he fills us hkdjJdjejjs how much we love it, there's no words, I literally can't 😭😭😭

His fucking pride and joy 😩😩

And them getting us to beg for them in his command because he's so fucking possessive, showing ownership that it's only by his leave in his mind that they even get a chance skkjfhakshnesh 😭😭😭 I'm fucking crying shaking screaming!!!

Oh shit and Alastor fucking cock blocking Lucifer you can feel his anger his possession he fucking wants us, needs us and will fucking but if somone tries to stop him... Fuck my ovaries RIP they exploded 😭😭🥵🥵

And then he fucking demands we ask for him, beg for his cock, fuck Alastor oh fuck djaljdrhaohdbsjsjns

And they're so fucking big together Vox is nearly forced back out fuccckskbsnsndn and the fucking hard competing in our body like fuck me dumb sirs oh fuck I'm dead in so fucking dead shdjekndjdmajdb 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀😭😭🥵🥵🥵

And then Luci even after cunning once can't help touching himself as he watches, fucking desiring us so badly he needs us again, and Vox using his electricity to one up Al and also stimulate him trying to make Alastor desire him again needing to do this more wanting this again you can fucking feel the ulterior motive, he wants us but fuck would he give it all up to share with Alastor in a heartbeat 😩😩😩😩

Vox just claiming our orgasms as his alone and noone else's is fucking ughhh, fuck that Lucifer fucked one out of us, it was Vox's 🫠🫠🫦🫦🫦

And then Luci needing us so bad, pleading for our mouth so sweetly fucking hell someone just send me to those men rn istg I need nothing else in life 😭😭😭😭

And oh fuck the squirting omfg, Alastor getting drenched and claimed by it in turn I bet he felt so fucking smug because it was on him 😩😩😩😩🥵🥵🥵🥵😭 Fucking I don't need clothes on bottom half anymore it seems they've been destroyed because fuck me Vexi omfg

And the fucking sounds! Oh god oh shit oh fuck djskjdbd

And Lucifer being unable to wait any long, unable to keep being sweet, being so fucking desperate he takes what he needs instead fuckkkk my heart it stopped and then exploded and my ovaries transcended and tried to find a fucking was to transport themselves through to another dimension to fucking find them 😭😭😭 it fucking hurt I clenched so hard!

And Vox fucking zapping everyone forcing orgasms all around fuck rhsmsbrha I fucking need itttt i need it I need it I need it sjdbsmnsdbdnnsndndn

Oh fuck I can fucking feel the desire I stfg I'm dying rn I can't my brain has gone all fuzzy it broke again right her Vox asking us to show him the post and them all watching so fucking hungryyyy 😭😭

And then the pose I literally whines and said 'oh fuck' out loud fuck woman how the fuck did you know one of my biggest fucking kinks 😭😭😭😩😩😩I'm fucking shaking crying screaming fucking sobbing halppppp 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀🥵🥵🥵

Istfg woman I... I'm... Oh just fuck omfg sjmabdjwjbd I can't, I just fucking can't fucking bravo because fuckkkk... You own me, you fucking win, I am yours forever! 😭💀

Wait a min- *squints eyes* I remember you @nyx91 didn't you JUST ask for a threes♡me? Now you want to add another c♡ck into the mix? Oh my Lord. This is completely self-indulgent and I legit shut my brain off of everything I know of Hazbin Hotel in order to be able to write this, I have you know. Also, I didn't plan on writing the threes♡me and fours♡me request for kinktober, but these things happen (it's not because i saw the number four on today's date).

TAGS/WARNINGS: afab!reader, polyamory!reader, double penetrati♡n, p in v, anal s♡x, ♡ral s♡x, multiple ♡rgasm, d♡m/sub undertone, ♡verstimulation, sq♡irting, hand j♡b, jealousy, possessive, sub!reader, reader being an excessive people pleaser, reader becomes c♡ck drunk, electr♡stimulation, incredibly self indulgent, p♡rn without plot, pure p♡rn

The ballroom echoed with music as laughter bubbled between you and Alastor, your fingers entwined perfectly with his. His grin, usually sharp and full of mischief, softened as he dipped you low. The world spun around you, but all you could feel was his touch – his fingers gliding against yours, the electric connection that made your heart race. His movements were smooth, guiding you effortlessly as you twirled in his grasp, your body following the rhythm of the music.

But as you let go to spin away, the air shifted, your body suddenly colliding with a solid, firm chest. Your breath caught, and as you looked up, Lucifer’s bright, pearly smile greeted you. His eyes, warm and playful, locked with yours, and his hand instinctively found the small of your back, pulling you closer. His other hand slid into yours with practised ease, guiding you into a waltz. The heat of his body was intoxicating, and his smooth voice, laced with amusement, made you smile.

“Hello, fancy seeing you here,” you teased, your voice light with laughter.

Lucifer’s brows waggled as he pulled you closer, the warmth of his body seeping through your clothes. “I couldn’t resist when I saw the opportunity to whisk you away,” he murmured, his lips dangerously close to your ear. His hand pressed you even tighter against him, your bodies moving as one to the music. His smile was gentle, but there was something more in the way he looked at you – something that made your pulse quicken.

From the corner of your eye, you caught a flicker of movement. Alastor stood nearby, his grin faltering, and – was it a trick of a light? - his ears seemed to flatten against his head. His eyes, usually full of amusement, glared at Lucifer, jealousy burning in their depths.

Before you could react, a familiar darkness slithered beneath your feet. Shadow tentacles erupted from the floor, wrapping around you and Lucifer, yanking you apart with startling force. You gasped, stumbling backward until you collided with another body – this one tall, broad, and radiating warmth.

“Look who’s in my arms now,” a low, sultry voice purred in your ear. Strong arms coiled around your waist, pulling you against the unmistakable form of Vox. His hips pressed into the curve of your back as he swayed with you, his movements slow and deliberate, matching the distant hum of the music. The surrounding air crackled with tension.

You craned your neck, catching a glimpse of his sharp, TV-shaped head. “Vox?” you whispered, confusion lacing your tone. It was rare to see all three of them together – these men who could barely stand the sight of one another – especially Alastor and Vox...and well, Alastor and Lucifer.

Now that you thought about it, it was mainly Alastor who could barely stand the sight of Vox and Lucifer.

Vox’s claws lightly traced your jawline, sending shivers down your spine, until they rested beneath your chin, lifting your gaze to meet his. His dark smirk deepened as his eyes gleamed with mischief. “There’s something important I wanted to tell you,” he said, his voice dripping with desire. He glanced up, his smirk growing even darker, before returning his full attention to you. “First.”

Your mind raced, struggling to keep up with the sudden shift in atmosphere. This was meant to be simple – you were merely their escort, a companion to these powerful men. Perhaps, even alover, if the moment called for it.

Vox had been the quickest to take you to bed, his hunger for you insatiable.

Lucifer had taken more time, slowly warming up to you until he, too, sought you out in the dead of night.

Alastor, however, preferred your company in quieter moments – cuddled together after his radio broadcasts, your presence a balm to his otherwise chaotic existence.

But now, everything felt charged, as if the air between the three men crackled with something more.

“Oh, no,” Lucifer’s voice boomed, dragging your attention back to him. His wings unfurled in a flourish of crimson feathers, his eyes glowing a fierce red. He stalked toward you, determination written on his face. “I - well, sweetie, I wanted to ask if you could – mmph!”

A shadowy tendril whipped up from the floor, covering Lucifer’s mouth before he could finish, and with a crackle of static, Alastor materialized beside you, his smile back in full force. His red eyes gleamed, locking onto yours as he stepped closer, his presence dominating the surrounding space.

“Careful, darling,” Alastor whispered, his voice low and dangerous, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. He pulled back, his eyes flicked up above you, glaring at Vox. “I wouldn’t want anyone else to steal the spotlight.”

Alastor’s voice was a low, velvet command. “Be mine.” his hand, cool and possessive, rested against your neck, fingers brushing over your pulse as he felt the frantic rhythm of your heartbeat beneath his touch.

His eyes gleamed with something darker, something undeniable, as he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just above yours. The warmth of his breath sent a shiver through your spine, your entire body teetering on the edge of surrender.

“Ma chere,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble, full of promises. His lips dipped lower, so close to you that you could feel the tension ready to snap between you both. But just before he could capture your lips with his own, you felt a sudden, sharp tug – a force pulling you backward.

Vox spun you effortlessly to face him, his grin wide and filled with mischief. Before you could react, his lips were on yours, insistent and demanding. His tongue darted forward, coaxing yours to open, searching for that familiar, intimate connection.

The kiss was deep, fiery, and his electric touch sent shivers racing down your spine as little shocks pulsed through your nerves. You moaned into the kiss, your body yielding to him, instinctively parting your lips to let him in. The sensation of his tongue against yours was intoxicating, making your head swim with heady desire.

When he finally pulled back, his eyes sparkled with satisfaction as he looked over at the other two men. “Well, it’s clear who’s the favourite here,” Vox purred, his voice dripping with confidence as his hand trailed down your spine. His fingers slipped beneath your dress, skimming over the sensitive skin of your thigh, sending another thrill through your body. He leaned in, his lips hot against your ear as he whispered, “Right, doll?”

His grin widened as he watched your reaction, his touch igniting a fire beneath your skin. His eyes sparkled with genuine affection, even amidst the possessiveness. You couldn’t deny the allure of Vox, the way his presence consumed you, made your heart race with excitement and pure, unadulterated desire.

But before you could respond, Lucifer’s smooth voice cut through the tension. “Please,” he drawled, stepping forward with that signature regal grace. “My sweetie would obviously choose me.” His arms extended, a silent invitation for the embrace he always sought after a particularly hard day. His soft, gentle smile tugged at your heartstrings – there was something so comforting in the way he looked at you, like you were the only thing that mattered in the world.

Yet before you could decide, darkness engulfed you, your vision swallowed by shadows. When you blinked, you found yourself wrapped tightly in Alastor’s arms, his chest pressed firmly against your back. His grip on your waist was possessive, almost desperate, as if he feared letting go. “Why don’t we let those two pathetic men bicker,” he whispered, his voice a dark tantalizing promise, “while we slip away to my room, darling?”

His lips brushed against your forehead, the gesture both tender and possessive. You felt his body press even tighter against yours, as if he was trying to meld himself to you, his sigh warm against your skin. You tried to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions swirling around you, your voice muffled against his chest. “Wh-what’s going on?”

Before you could even process it, a sudden jolt hit Alastor, and he released you. You barely had a second to catch your breath before the familiar pull of black cords wrapped around your wrists, dragging you back to Vox. His dark eyes glittered with intensity as he caught you, pulling you flush against him. One of your legs lifted instinctively as he pressed the front of his hip firmly against your core, grinding slowly, sending a heated pulse through you.

“My baby doll will always choose me,” Vox declared, his voice low and dangerous. His lips hovered just above yours, his breath hot against your skin. “Right, doll?” His face was so close you could feel the heat radiating off him, his eyes boring into yours. “I’ll make you the happiest gal in all of Hell.”

Your cheeks burned as his hips pressed harder against you, his growing arousal evident through his pants. You couldn’t help the flush that crept up your neck, biting your lips as your mind raced. “Right here, Vox?” you talked quietly, your voice shaking with a mix of embarrassment and desire. “We...you had me this morning...”

Lucifer, who had been watching with wide eyes, let out a scandalized wheeze. “This morning?!” His face twisted in disbelief before he strode toward you, his hand gentle as it rested on your arm. His expression softened, and that familiar warmth returned to his smile. “Sweetie,” he said softly, “you clearly need to be with me.” His voice dropped to a tender whisper. “I’ll be gentle with you...or rough, however way you like it.”

You felt your heart stutter at the sincerity of his words, the promise of care in every syllable.

Then, from behind you, Alastor chimed in, his voice as smooth as ever. “It’s obvious what needs to happen here.”

“Agreed,” Vox cut in unexpectedly, making both Lucifer and Alastor raise a brow in shock. Vox never agreed with Alastor on anything.

Vox’s lips curled into a wicked grin. “Whoever gives her the best...dick will have her. Forever.”

Heat flooded your face, your mind struggling to catch up with the sudden declaration. “What?” you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper. Your heart raced as you tried to process everything, the weight of their gazes pressing on you from all sides. Each of the men offered something different – a thrill, a comfort, a wild tenderness.

You couldn’t deny the way Vox’s daring passion stirred your blood, the way Lucifer’s gentle touch filled you with warmth, or the intoxicating allure of Alastor’s possessive desire. But now, it seemed, the choice wasn’t yours to make...or was it?

Alastor’s scoff cut through the air, his ears flattening in irritation as he threw an incredulous look at Vox. “Eugh, must you always bring your coc-”

“That’s a great idea!” Lucifer interjected, his voice smooth and commanding, cutting off Alastor’s complaint. With a snap of his fingers, a luxurious bed materialized in the middle of the room, its satin sheets shimmering under the low light. Without hesitation, he took your hand, his touch warm and inviting as he gently led you to the bed. You barely had a moment to process before he ushered you to sit, a devilish smile playing on his lips.

“Ahem,” Lucifer straightened, brushing off his coat with an air of grandeur before climbing onto the bed, his movements deliberate, as though savouring the moment. He knelt beside you, his forehead pressing gently against yours. His closeness, the weight of his gaze, warmed your soul.

“I’m not sure if this would be a good-” you began, but Lucifer hushed you with a soft, chaste kiss. His lips were warm and inviting, and for a moment, the world around you faded with nothingness.

“Sweetie, you’re thinking too hard,” he whispered, his voice like silk against your skin, his forked tongue slipping out to tease your bottom lip as he grinned. “Let me make you feel good.” His words sent a shiver of delight through you, and as he eased you back onto the bed, your body melted beneath his. His hands were gentle, gliding along the curve of your body, his touch like a whisper on your skin.

His fingers brushed along the outer edge of your thigh, sending sparks of anticipation through you before he hooked his fingers into your panties, slowly dragging them down with deliberate precision. The cool air met your heated skin, and your breath hitched as you realized the intensity of the moment.

Your mind spun – thoughts about what this meant, about whether loving all three of them made you fickle or loose – but as Lucifer’s lips captured yours again, those thoughts dissolved, leaving only the warmth of his body against yours and the way his touch set you ablaze. His kiss deepened, his tongue sliding sensually against yours, and you surrendered to the moment. You were his focus, his pleasure becoming your own.

His fingers teased at your entrances, grazing your slick folds in a way that made your breath hitch and your body tremble. The heat between you two intensified, your heart racing as he dipped just the tip of his finger inside, teasing you with a promise of more.

“Luci,” you gasped, grinding against his hand, seeking more of that delicious friction.

A sudden dip in the bed beside you made you glance over, and your breath caught in your throat. Vox sat next to you, his cock already in hand, stroking himself lazily as he watched you with a grin. His eyes flickered between you and Lucifer, amusement dancing in his gaze. “What?” Vox purred, his tone light but filled with hunger. “I’m not interrupting, I’m just enjoying the show.”

Lucifer’s brow furrowed; his annoyance clear as he glared at Vox. With a snap of his fingers, your clothes vanished instantly, along with his. The sudden sensation of his bare skin against yours made your pulse quicken, the heat of his body pressing into you. His cock, hard and insistent, slid against your folds, teasing you, the head brushing against your most sensitive spot.

For a moment, Lucifer’s irritation with Vox faded, his attention solely on you. His smile softened, his fingers tracing the curve of your cheek with a tenderness that your heart skip a beat. “I love you, my sweetest sugar,” he whispered, his voice drenched with affection as he positioned himself between your legs, the head of his cock pressing at your entrance.

You gasped as he began to push inside, his thick length stretching you inch by inch. The slow, purposeful way he entered you sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, your muscles quivering as he filled you completely. His eyes remained locked on yours, his pale face flushing with the heat of the moment as he began to roll his hips, thrusting into your wet, eager hole.

Each movement was slow, savouring the feel of your wrapped tightly around him, the way your body responded to his. The pleasure built with every thrust, your back arching beneath him as he whispered your name like a reverent prayer. His lips pressed against your neck, his breath hot and ragged as he continued his steady, maddening pace. His hips perfectly grinded deeper with every tantalizing roll.

“You’re perfect,” he breathed, his voice strained as his desire for you became more overwhelming, his thrusts growing more intense, driving you higher and higher.

Just as you were lost in the rhythm of his body moving against yours, you felt a familiar presence at your side. Vox leaned in, his hand sliding possessively down your neck, his cock still hard and aching as he watched the way you reacted to Lucifer. “Don’t forget about me, doll,” Vox murmured, his voice low and teasing as his fingers pressed against your cheeks to turn your face towards him.

Lucifer growled, but his pace never faltered. You were caught between them – between the softness of Lucifer’s touch and the raw, unapologetic desire in Vox’s eyes – each man determined to claim you in his own way.

Vox’s sharp claws gripped your chin, and before you could register the moment, the familiar blue tip of his cock pressed against your lips. “Come on, doll,” he murmured, his voice dripping with desire, “show me how much you love me.” Slowly, he pushed the hot, throbbing head of his cock between your parted lips, filling your mouth inch by inch until you had fully accommodated him.

A soft hum of satisfaction rumbled from him as the musky, salty taste filled your senses, your lips sealed tightly around his girth. The wet slurping sounds of you sucking him mingled with the low moans escaping your throat, the vibrating making Vox grunt in approval.

Meanwhile, Lucifer continued thrusting into your drenched pussy, his cock gliding effortlessly through your slick folds, driving deeper with every roll of his hips.

“A-are you serious?” Lucifer moaned, his voice strained with pleasure as your walls fluttered around him, tightening and gripping his cock like a vice. “Ugh, I said – hah –” he struggled to speak, his rhythm faltering as you clenched him tightly once more. “It was my turn first,” he groaned, clearly losing the battle for control over his own arousal.

“Your highness,” Vox taunted, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he addressed Lucifer, “we’ve done this before, and we both know you enjoy it every time.” His grin widened, predatory and teasing, as he pressed his balls to your face, forcing you to take him deeper. His cock throbbed against your tongue, and the heady sensation of him filling your mouth, paired with Lucifer’s relentless thrusts, sent your mind spiralling into a haze of pleasure.

Despite his grumbling, you could sense Lucifer was getting even more excited from the sight of you with Vox’s cock between your lips. His thrusts became more erratic, his hips losing their usual smooth rhythm as he fixated on your stretched lips, the way they worked over Vox’s length, slick with saliva. The wet, obscene sounds of your mouth sucking and slurping on Vox echoed through the room, blending with the slap of skin as Lucifer pounded your pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” Lucifer whispered under his breath, his hips snapping forward with increasing intensity, the wet sound of skin on skin growing louder, more frantic.

As if in sync, Vox began to increase his pace, his cock sliding in and out of your mouth with brutal force, the lewd gagging sounds and the smothering wetness of your saliva coating him only driving him on. Your throat strained to accommodate him as you desperately tried to keep up with both men, your body trembling with overstimulation.

And then, a hand wrapped around your wrist, guiding it to another heat. Alastor. You felt the molten hardness of his cock as he pressed it into your palm, hot and throbbing beneath your fingers.

“Oh, come on,” Lucifer panted, his breath ragged as he continued to fuck you mercilessly, his voice laced with amusement and desire. Your moans of pleasure, muffled by Vox’s cock filling your mouth, spilled out in whimpers.

“Al, you’re joining too?” Vox’s voice held a teasing edge, but you could feel his cock growing harder, pulsing against your tongue as if responding to the competition. His tip discharged tiny currents of electricity, sending tingles of pleasure running down your spine, crackling through your body and sizzling deep in your core.

Alastor’s warm hand guided yours, curling your fingers around his cock, encouraging you to stroke him. You felt the soft slide of his foreskin moving beneath your touch, slick with pre-cum. “Shut up,” Alastor moaned softly, his voice breaking with need as he rocked his hips in time with the motion of your hand. “Hah, darling,” he breathed, his tone soft but filled with hunger.

It was too much – too overwhelming. Lucifer’s cock pushed relentlessly against your cervix with every powerful thrust, the intensity of his movements making your body quake. Vox showed no mercy, his cock taking up every inch of your mouth, the sensation of his thick, electric heat leaving you breathless. And now Alastor, his silken shaft throbbing in your grip, the slick feel of him adding another layer of intoxicating pleasure.

The room filled with the sound of your shared ecstasy, the wet slap of skin against skin mingling with your muffled whimpers and the slick, messy sounds of Vox’s cock thrusting into your mouth. When Lucifer canted his hips just right, hitting the sweet, spongy spot deep within you, your back arched, and your body convulsed with pleasure. You screamed in pleasure, the sound garbled around Vox’s cock as it rubbed against your tongue, filling your throat with every thrust.

“Oh, doll,” Vox groaned, his voice a low rumbling purr. I love the way you scream.” His words sent a shiver of pleasure through you, and you knew you were completely at their mercy.

Lucifer moaned, his hips grinding rhythmically as his pubic bone rubbed against your swollen clit, sending sparks of pleasure through your trembling body. “Oh, sweetie, you’re close, aren’t you?” His voice was husky, strained, as he continued to pound into you, the wet sounds of his thrusts echoing with each deep stroke. You were so close, the mounting pressure inside building to a fever pitch, every nerve alights as his words seemed to pulse through you.

Your fingers instinctively squeezed around Alastor’s hardened cock, feeling the thick, pulsing heat in your palm. He let out a sharp, appreciative hiss, his eyes narrowing in lust as you stroked him, the veins along his shaft pulsing with your touch.

Lucifer quickened his pace, his breath ragged as his cock pistoned into you. One, two, three more strokes, and your body jolted, a wave of white-hot pleasure crashing over you. Your legs fell apart wider, trembling as they struggled to accommodate Lucifer’s deep, powerful thrusts. The orgasm ripped through you, and you cried out, your walls fluttering and clenching around him, pulling him in deeper as if trying to milk every last ounce of pleasure from him.

Your cries were all it took. Lucifer groaned deeply, the sound guttural and primal as he bucked against you, his cock throbbing violently before he spilled his seed inside you. You could feel the hot rush of it, coating your walls as he gave one final, shaky thrust, his body trembling with the aftershocks. Slowly, he began to soften inside you, his pace slowing to a languid rhythm as you both came down from the high.

But there was no rest, no reprieve. While Lucifer sagged against you, huffing with satisfaction, Vox and Alastor were far from finished. They hadn’t let up, still chasing the peak of their own desire. As Lucifer pulled away, a rush of his seed spilled out of you, dripping hot and slick down your folds. You shuddered at the sensation, but your mind was already consumed by the aching need of the two still-hard cocks that hovered, waiting for your attention.

Before you could fully catch your breath, strong arms lifted you. In a dizzying moment, your body was repositioned, straddling Vox’s lap, your sweat-drenched back pressing flush against his solid chest. The heat from his body radiated into yours, mingling with the sticky sheen of exertion that clung to your skin. His cock, still slick with your saliva, nudged against your ass, sending a pulse of arousal shooting through your nerves.

“I don’t mind sharing for the second round,” Vox purred. His lips brushing the shell of your ear. His voice was dark and teasing, dripping with lust. “And I don’t think my doll minds either.” He groaned as he pressed forward, his cock sliding smoothly into your ass, inch by inch, stretching you open.

You gasped, your body trembling as he filled you. “Ah!” The cry escaped your lips as his thick length pushed deeper, nudging against the oversensitive walls of your body. Each slow thrust sent Lucifer’s seed spilling from your cunt, dripping down in messy, slick rivulets. Your breath came in ragged pants as Vox continued to sink into you, his cock stretching you inch by agonizing inch until he was seated fully inside you, his hips flush against yours.

“That’s right, doll. Show them how well you take me,” Vox murmured in your ear, his voice rough with desire. His hands gripped your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he spread you wider, your dripping cunt on full display for the others. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as the overwhelming fullness sent shudders through your body, but it was the pleasure that clouded your mind, the pleasure that made your head spin.

“Tell them,” Vox growled, his lips brushing against your ear, “beg them for their cock. Be my good little doll.” His hips thrust upward sharply, driving himself even deeper, and you couldn’t help the whimper that escaped you.

Your eyes bleary with tears, your mind a haze of raw need and pleasure as you looked at Lucifer, who was already starting to harden again, and Alastor, whose cock bobbed eagerly, the tip angry and flushed with desire. “P-please,” you whimpered, your voice shaky, “f-fill me up.”

Vox’s grin widened behind you, the words he’d taught you slipping so easily from your lips now, shameless and dripping with lust. All thoughts of modesty had long since melted away, replaced by the overwhelming need to be filled, to be used.

Lucifer made a move toward you, but Alastor was faster, stepping forward with a growl. “You already had your turn with her,” Alastor snapped, his hands trembling as his eyes fixed on your wet, open cunt before meeting yours. His gaze burned into you, hungry and possessive. “Say that you want me,” Alastor demanded, his cock nudging insistently against your soaked entrance. “Say it,” he growled, teasing you with just the fat, bulbous tip.

Mewling, you felt your ass clench around Vox’s cock as your cunt fluttered, the slick, sticky remnants of Lucifer’s cum dripping out more. “I want you,” you whimpered, voice breathless with need. “Please.”

The moment the words left your lips, Alastor surged forward, plunging into you with a single, powerful stroke. The lubrication from Lucifer’s seed made it effortless, his cock gliding inside until he was buried to the hilt, stretching you impossibly full.

“AHHHHH!” you cried out, the sensation of two cocks filing you sending a jolt of ecstasy through your body. Both men throbbed inside you, pulsing with need as your body struggled to accommodate the overwhelming fullness.

“Ah, fuck, Al, you’re pushing me out,” Vox grunted, his voice tight as he slammed his cock deep inside your ass, struggling to keep his place inside you.

Alastor’s grin only tightened, his eyes dark and lustful as his breath quickened. His cock throbbed inside you, your body squeezing him just as tightly. But Alastor growled low in his throat, pulling his hips back before slamming forward again, the force of it knocking the breath from your lungs as pleasure overwhelmed you, drowning out everything else.

You felt Vox’s claws dig into your soft thighs, the sharp sting of them only heightening the dizzying pleasure coursing through you. It was as if they had started competing, pushing each other to go harder, faster, their thrusts becoming relentless. The pace quickened, their cocks driving into you with desperate intensity, each seeking to outdo the other. Your voice came out in short, breathless gasps, your body trembling as your fingers dug into Alastor’s shoulders, clinging to him as pleasure tore through you in waves.

Behind Alastor, your hazy vision locked onto Lucifer, his hand wrapped tightly around his cock as he stroked himself with maddening speed. Clear pre-cum leaked from his tip, dripping onto the floor as he moaned, his gaze fixed on the sinful scene unfolding before him. The sight of him, so desperate, only fuelled the fire burning inside you, pushing you closer to the edge.

Words failed you, thoughts vanished, and all that remained was the mind-shattering pleasure that continued to build and build. Every nerve in your body was on fire, the coil in your core tightening once more, ready to snap again even though you thought you already spent it. But then, a sharp electric shock buzzed through your ass, sending a jolt of electricity straight to your core. You cried out, your head falling back as both you and Alastor moaned in unison, his cock still plunging into you mercilessly, even as his head tilted back in bliss.

“You like that?” Vox huffed behind you, his voice strained with effort as he sent another shock through you, this time arcing into Alastor as well. The jolt made your muscles clench involuntarily around them both. Alastor’s eyes flickered from black slits to radio dials as he glared at Vox, his expression a mix of anger and lust. You could tell there was more history between them than they were letting on.

“Fuck, are you gonna come for me again?” Vox growled, his voice vibrating against your back.

“Sweetie,” Lucifer whimpered, his voice trembling as he stood beside you. His cock was fully hard again, untouched, pulsing in the air as he stared down at you, desperation etched into every line of his face. “Please,” he moaned, his voice hoarse with need. He gripped his cock, pumping himself faster, his tip dripping with arousal, barely grazing your lips as he thrust his hips forward. “I need to feel you.”

But before you could even open your mouth, Alastor’s hips ground against your sensitive clit, his cock hitting deep inside you, while the relentless shocks from Vox pulsed through your core.

It was too much. The pleasure was unbearable, snapping your fragile control. The orgasm that tore through you was unlike anything you had ever felt – sharp, electrifying, and unstoppable.

Your body shook, muscles clenching and spasming as Vox kept thrusting, sending even more waves of electric stimulation through your nerves. It was like a persistent assault, the sharp tingling vibration zeroing in on your clit, making you cry out uncontrollably.

Your head fell back, mouth open wide as you screamed, the sound hoarse and raw as Alastor’s cock pushed hard against your sweet spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. Unexpectedly, your release came in a shameful, uncontrollable gush, spraying out of you, drenching Alastor’s chest and thighs in a hot, wet flood.

“Oh, fuck,” Vox and Lucifer moaned simultaneously, their voice thick with lust, but it was Alastor whose breath hitched, his body going still for a moment before he picked up his pace again, the slick sounds of his cock driving into your soaked folds echoing in the room.

He didn’t even give you time to come down from your high, his pace ruthless as he continued pounding into you, sending your body into overdrive.

Without warning, Lucifer’s hands grabbed your head, forcing your mouth open as he shoved his thick cock past your lips. His head fell back, a deep growl escaping him as you tasted the remnants of his earlier release, mixed with your own fluids. The only sounds you could make were the desperate, whimpering noises of a woman broken by pleasure, no coherent thoughts left as your body was taken over and over again, each wave of sensation crashing into the next.

Alastor’s head bowed, his breath coming in quick, ragged gasps as you felt his cock twitching inside you, the telltale sign that he was close. Vox’s hips stuttered behind you, his thrusts faltering as his own climax loomed closer. Your body was slick with sweat and cum, drenched in the aftermath of your own release, as Lucifer frantically thrust into your mouth, his cock pulsing as he chased his own pleasure.

“One more, Al,” Vox grunted, and before you could even comprehend what was happening, a massive wave of electric current surged through you, every nerve in your body lighting up like fire. The shock coursed through Alastor too, making his mouth fall open, stitches stretching as his eyes flashed to radio dials then back to his black pupils dilating in a mix of agony and ecstasy.

Lucifer’s body jerked, his hips bucking wildly as the shock ran down his cock, his growl turning into a desperate, feral cry. “Fuck!” he yelped, his head falling back as he gave into the overwhelming pleasure that rippled through all three of you, the room filled with the sounds of frenzied moans and pounding hearts.

Alastor’s deep moan reverberated through the room as your body convulsed with another powerful orgasm. Your clit throbbing between waves of pleasure that were almost too much to bear. The sensitivity made it feel like your nerve endings were on fire, teetering between pain and numbness, yet you craved more. The hot gush of Alastor’s release filled you, his cock twitching as his pumped deep into you, while Vox’s own load followed.

The sensation of both of them emptying inside you made you feel full all at once. You could feel the hot liquid pooling within, their cocks pulsing in sync with your fluttering walls, your body still desperate, still greedy for every last drop they could give.

Your own arousal, slick and plentiful, mixed with their seed, spilling from your overworked pussy. Each clench of your muscles sent a fresh wave of their cum sliding out, the heat of it a constant reminder of how thoroughly they had claimed you.

Lucifer wasn’t far behind, his gruff moan signalling his climax as his bitter, salty release flooded your mouth. You struggled to swallow it all, the thick liquid coating your throat, some slipping past your lips to dribble down your chin and neck, mingling with your sweat and saliva. His hand gripped the back of your head, pulling you closer as he sought to empty himself fully, the taste lingering long after he withdrew.

As the three men pulled away from you, their weight lifting, you were left trembling on your side, your body a ruin of pleasure and exhaustion. Every hole felt full, their hot cum slowly trickling out of you, a reminder of how thoroughly you had been taken. Your legs were heavy, your mind fogged with lust, yet despite it all, you could feel the stirrings of another ache, another need building deep inside you.

Vox, ever insatiable, was the first to move again. His large hands easily scooped you up, handling your limp form like a rag doll, his breath hot against your sweat-slicked skin as he murmured, “Come on, doll. Show me my favourite pose.” His voice was thick with desire, but there was a possessiveness in his tone that made your heart race.

You glanced at the men, each of them watching you with their glowing red eyes, their expressions feral, animalistic, and ready to devour you all over again. Their cocks were still slick with semen, yet they stood at attention, already hard and dripping, hungry for more. Whatever argument had existed between them before was long forgotten, replaced with a singular focus – to ravish you until there was nothing left but the trembling mess of your body beneath them.

The pose Vox requested was humiliating, but he loved it. He always did. Despite having shared you with Lucifer and Alastor, Vox revelled in seeing you utterly exposed, your body open and ready for whatever came next.

Swallowing your embarrassment, you slowly shifted onto your back, your legs lifting into the air, spreading wide as you obeyed his unspoken command. Your fingers found your slick entrance, and with a breathy moan, you stretched yourself open, displaying yours throbbing, pulsing core for them.

You could feel the warm, sticky mess of their cum inside you, the mingling of all the releases threatening to spill out with every twitch of your muscles. Your cunt and asshole, sore and overstimulated, were nothing but a sticky, white-coated mess, glistening in the dim light.

“Please...” your voice cracked, desperate and needy. “Please, give me more.”

The words tumbled from your lips, your face flushed with the heat of arousal, tears streaking down your cheeks, your body trembling under the weight of their gaze. Cum dripped from your mouth and chin, your voice thick with lust as you stretched your cunt wider, begging for them to fill you again. Your mind swirled with the knowledge that tonight would not be the last time you would have to entertain all of them at once.

Now that they had tasted you, they would want more – and you knew you would give it to them.

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