The Virtue Of My Dark Angel, Dark Angels of the Apocalypse Book 3

Chapter Nineteen: Cuddles

Bethany..

Drew had not been kidding.

Bethany thought she might die of embarrassment as Barbatos scissored two fingers within her, keeping eye contact the whole time, but also talking to Drew. “We might have to reverse the order of things though, Drew. She’s awful tight. Might need you to loosen her up so she’ll fit me.” Drew grinned wolfishly, then pouted.

“Aw, does that mean I don’t get your c**k this time?” Drew reached over and tugged at barbatos, who growled.

“Oh you’ll get me alright. Remember, I’m not human. I have more stamina than you do. Now help ease my way with our girl here, lover.” The last word was said on a growl and Drew’s grin was back on his face.

“One problem though..” Drew looked down at himself then where he had already come before grinning back up at Barbatos. “Not all of us have your stamina.” Barbatos bared sharp teeth at Drew, and pulled him against his body, slamming a harsh kiss against Drew’s lips. At the same time, he gripped Drew and began to stroke. Bethany watched with bated breath as the two men acted as though they might try to consume one another, and then when they parted, Drew was once again hard.

“There. Fed you a little energy. Refueled the tank, so to speak. Cheater’s healing. Now get in here Drew, our girl is wanting.” Barbatos ordered, and Bethany’s core clenched down hard, her thighs trying to close again as both men’s attention turned to her. In concert, Barbatos grabbed one knee and Drew grabbed the other, and then Drew slid his hand up and down her thighs, fingers barely grazing the skin, sending cold shivers up and down her legs and spine. Her skin broke out in goosebumps and Drew grinned in that wicked way again while leaning in.

“I would ask you again if you want this, but I think your body answered for you.” Drew purred. Bethany made a face, trying to deny the way the words slithered into her bloodstream and heated her blood.

“Still nice to ask.” She argued, but Drew silenced her with a kiss, laying across her body so that his erection pulsed between them.

“You can tell me no anytime doll, and I’ll stop. I do have morals.” Drew panted when he finally broke the kiss. He raised a brow at her in question, but she bit her lip. She had no ‘no’s for him at that moment.

“Just.. get in me already.” She whispered, and Drew laughed, kissing a path down her torso to place a lingering one on her inner thigh.

“As you wish.” He purred, then straightened and lined their bodies up. Bethany held her breath as Drew pulsed forward slightly. Everything from her belly button down tightened and relaxed in a wave as he breached her, and she sucked in a slight breath. He wasn’t the largest she’d seen, but she could swear he was girthier now than he had been earlier, and maybe it had just been a while since she’d had s*x, but he felt bigger than anyone she’d had as he slowly opened her up when he pushed inside of her.

“Holy..” She hissed, gripping his forearms. His hands massaged her hips, which bucked a couple of times, trying to orient him within her, and then he bottomed out and they both sucked in extra air through their teeth. Barbatgos moved up behind Drew and wrapped an arm around his torso. His hand landing on the Mark on Drew’s chest. He reached for Bethany next.

“Come here, girl. Let me show you why our kind has been both worshiped and feared by yours for millenia.” Barbatos commanded, and Bethany found herself sitting up, a change in position which allowed Barbatos to grip her Mark, but also changed the way Drew was seated within her. Her hips rocked in an unbidden dance, making Drew groan and pull her sharply against his body, which slid her ass off the edge of the table completely. Suddenly though, her surroundings took on a hazy sort of appearance, and then winked out entirely as the room around her shattered and the heat in her blood boiled over.

Her clit pounded with a pulse of its own, every small adjustment or movement made her ache for touch or sensation there. Her walls suddenly felt so swollen she could feel Drew’s pulse, and she wasn’t sure he’d be able to move within her. She moaned, tortured and aching for more all at once, and then a wildly animalistic growl grabbed her attention.

As if in a dream, she opened her eyes to meet the red-eyed stare of Barbatos. His slit pupils were dilated almost to the point that she could believe they were round, except she’d seen them in that cat-eyed slit too many times. His mouth was latched onto Drew’s neck, and she could almost see the skin redden as Barbatos pulled it into his mouth, and more interesting still, Bethany could feel it as if it were her skin. She gasped, and Barbatos licked Drew’s neck, the rough tongue feeling like it made a path up the side of her own. She moaned, letting her head fall to the side, just as Drew did the same. His hips pulled back and snapped forward, driving himself deep within her, and driving a groan from her.

“How do you expect me to satisfy our girl, ‘Tos, when I can’t even concentrate because you cheat?” Drew hissed, driving into her again and Bethany canted her hips to meet him, wrapping her arms tight around his neck to help with the movement. The placement dislodged Barbatos, who nipped her forearm in return for her presumption, but she refused to be deterred, merely pulling barbatos’ face to hers over Drew’s shoulder and biting his lower lip in return. He growled into her mouth, but she swallowed the sound eagerly, licking after his tongue until she enticed it out to play.

But Drew didn’t give her much time to play with Barbatos. He gripped her hips and lifted her off the table to drop her back down on his d**k and she arched, gasping and panting. All sounds Barbatos greedily stole from her mouth. She clung to Drew as he lifted her again and dropped her, and this time she slid off the table edge and he slammed against her cervix, which left them both breathless for a short moment or two.

She pulled herself up, using his shoulders, the sensations overwhelming her. “Too much, too much.” She panted, and Drew canted his hips back to withdraw, lifting her again at the same time and placing his forehead against her temple.

“I’m sorry.” He murmured, placing her back on the table edge. “I got carried away. I can feel you in my head and body. I know that was uncomfortable.” Drew gave her a second to recover, his hand sliding between them to make room for his thumb to brush over her clit. Her hips thrust into his hand, once again sending him deep within her. The stretch of her walls and the gentle rubbing of her clit weren’t enough however, and she ground herself against his thumb. She felt Drew’s smile against the side of her face.

“Oh not enough for you now?” He breathed as he pulsed gently in and out of her, and she squirmed, torturing both of them. Barbatos gripped her Mark tighter and she met his eyes with a blush.

“Just shut up and f**k me.” She told Drew, never looking away from Barbatos. Barbatos bared his fangs in a feral grin, and her core tightened around Drew, who groaned.

“In time, girl. In time.” Barbatos promised as Drew slammed into her once more. Bethany let her head fall back, enjoying the sensations of Barbatos’ sharp claws in her shoulder and Drew’s flesh joining with and then tugging away from hers. His thumb brushed her clit again and she moved to meet him. With her eyes closed, she could feel all three of their bodies moving together like they were all part of one machine, one being. Barbatos kept constant contact with their Marks, his body following Drew’s as Drew’s hips slapped against her flesh, like Barbatos himself was the one entering her, not Drew. Her own body rose and fell, meeting each stroke, her walls clinging to Drew’s girth as if not wanting to let him go. When he hiked her upwards, once again changing the angle of his penetration so he dragged along that delicious spot along her front wall, her head snapped up and her mouth and eyes popped open. Drew chuckled wickedly, if a bit breathlessly.

“Ah, there’s the spot, eh?” He pronounced, and concentrated on stroking against it with each entrance and withdrawal. There was a moment when he ground his thumb over her clit and she knew it was all over for her right then and there. Everything in her body tightened. Her muscles locked, and then she was bucking wildly and screaming soundlessly as she came. Drew grunted in surprise, barely keeping pace, faltering for more than a moment as she gripped him so tight he almost couldn’t move. She scrabbled at his shoulders with her nails, and then he plunged deep with a feral snarl of his own that blended with Barbatos’ voice. His movements reduced themselves to tiny pulses of his hips as he released within her.

Bethany collapsed backward on the table, but she had forgotten something as the real world came back into sharp relief as abruptly as the cold of the table touching her back.

“My turn.” Growled Barbatos, and Bethany clenched up all over again.

“No, no. I can’t. Can’t do any more.” Bethany panted, and Barbatos flashed his sharp teeth at her in a wicked smile as Drew groaned while he withdrew from her body. Bethany’s walls clamped down hard, not wanting to let him go as he pulled out, making her moan and shudder slightly. Barbatos’ feral grin over Drew’s shoulder didn’t help any. He’d lost contact with her Mark, but she still somehow felt his anticipation, and her lower abdomen tightened almost painfully in response.

“Oh my sweet little Marked, you can and you will.” Barbatos purred, answering her earlier comment, and the sound of his rough voice making such a gravelly promise made her squirm.

“But-” She protested weakly as Barbatos took Drew’s place. That pointed c**k was like a weapon pointed at her entrance.

“Do you not want me after all?” He paused, giving her one last chance to back out. His smirk said he knew she would not be honest if she told him no. She scowled.

“Fine. But I’m orgasmed out. No way you wring another from me.” She went as far as to cross her arms, and barbatos’ grin turned into something truly monstrous.

“We shall see.” He informed her, and then he pulled her thighs up around his hips and brushed his pointed tip through the mess Drew had left of her. “Oh we’ll definitely see.” He snarled, and then he was shoving within her, and his invasion was brutal, the tip of him pointed for a reason, apparently, as it opened her wider and wider as he shoved more of his shaft within her. Her mouth dropped open again and Barbatos chuckled.

“I like you speechless.” He growled, and her brain was too muddled to say much to that except the first thing that popped in her head.

“Fuck.. you..” She panted as the wide base of him came to rest inside her. She was so full, she felt like she might split at her opening, and she wasn’t sure he’d managed to bottom out yet. His laugh caught her off guard and she met his eyes as he leaned over her, driving himself deeper, which told her she was right.

“Oh, I intend to, my feisty little bear-killer. Don’t think Drew didn’t tell me exactly how that played out. You never did receive your punishment for being so reckless, now did you?” Barbatos responded , his hips drawing back slowly so she got the full impact of his spines.

And did she ever.

As he pulled out, his spines, which laid down the shaft of his p***s, dragged against her swollen walls, being tugged outward until they almost dug in. They weren’t exactly stiff, so the effect was more of tiny fingers rubbing her internally, which was all fine and good, until they dug into her g-spot.

Bethany’s hips bucked wildly and she cried out, gripping at Barbatos’ arms and shoulders. He laughed maniacally and thrust back in, only to slow-drag his spines back across her inner walls on his way out. She flailed so hard that even Drew got involved, grabbing her hip and thigh with a grin and leaning in to kiss Barbatos’ shoulder.

“I think she likes it ‘Tos.” Drew smirked, and Bethany turned glazed eyes to him, smacking at him at the same time she gripped Barbatos’ forearm.

“Again. Faster.” She demanded. She could definitely come from this alone. No doubt. A fact that was proven by Barbatos as he snarled and drove within her once more only to withdraw more quickly this time and then repeat the process again and again. The quick brush of the spines inside her leant an almost buzzing feeling to her walls, like vibration, and she was quickly falling apart on Barbatos’ c**k, only to be shocked back to her senses when he drove deep. So deeply she felt him hit her cervix painfully, and then he blasted her with his release, and she could feel it going beyond her cervix, the heat of it scorching well into her pelvis, causing her to cramp.

“Barbatos?!” She cried, trying to put distance between them by wiggling away, but he had her in an iron grip.

“What did you think the point was for, bear-killer? My c**k gets right to the heart of the matter.” He folded over her and rested on an elbow to kiss her Mark tenderly. “But don’t worry, you don’t smell fertile to me. So no kids this time around.” Barbatos then withdrew, torturing her extremely swollen walls with his spines once more, and left her lying there, feeling bloated and achy with Drew gently petting her thighs and hips. She watched Barbatos leave the room without a glance back, hardly even stopping on the way out to scoop up his discarded clothes.

“Don’t worry, doll. It’s just his way. He’s not good with emotions, honestly.” Drew murmured, kissing a line up her thigh before offering her a hand up. “Do you want to cuddle for a while or do you need something to eat or drink? A blanket? A bath?” Drew offered, and Bethany felt her hurt emotions rush to the surface. She folded into Drew’s arms and cried on his shoulder, letting him rock her as she lost more than just their releases on his table. She lost some of the hurt she didn’t know she’d been carrying for years.