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on me, baby. Don’t get distracted by Thane’s monstrous cock. You have a job to do.” Adrian said, before laughing at his pun.

She barely caught it. There was already too much to focus on.

Again, Thane pushed in.

Her nerves inside blazed, the pleasure swarming over her, overtaking her.

She was ramping up, so close to her own release. An orgasm that she could tell would be huge. Bigger than she had ever had before.

She never thought sex was all that great, never really bothered to touch herself because it made her self-conscious. But this was something entirely different.

“Oh, God. Oh, God.” She mouthed, blood rushing through her ears. Her own heartbeat was all that she could hear.

Thane continued to take her, over and over.

Soph did her best to please Adrian at the same time. The younger man was quite vocal about what he liked, what he wanted, often instructing her.

It was so good.

Too good.

Not enough.

Too much.

Sophie’s body bowed up, back, any way to try to get more. To try to push over the edge.

Thane hit a spot inside of her.

A spot just right.

As the crest of her orgasm was almost upon her, Thane drew out.

She would have yelled, cried out in anger. She wanted to finish! She might have sworn, but no sound came out.

Sin just laughed, running his hand through her hair. “You were close to orgasming. Weren’t you? We didn’t tell you that you could do that. You aren’t going to release until one of us tells you that you can.”

They’re going to tell me I can’t come?

She glared at Sin, hating and loving the mischievous grin on his face.

But she wasn’t in control. She couldn’t make herself orgasm. She could barely move.

So she’d have to play this game with them.

It took a few moments for her to calm down, and then as if sensing it, Thane pushed back into her. She’d never felt a penis inside her without a condom, and now that she was in less of a frenzy, she realized there was a problem.

She would have let go of Adrian’s dick if he hadn’t been holding her hand there. But she did loosen her grip and look up at him. As if sensing her problem, he held a hand up to Thane. Thane immediately halted. “It’s alright, baby. We’re Fallen Angels. We weren’t created with the ability to reproduce. We can’t get diseases either.” She nodded and gripped him again.

She’d take their word for it.

It made sense.

And to be honest, she was still so achy that her brain wasn’t working well.

She just wanted more. Wanted to orgasm. Wanted to feel them moving again.

Thane moved inside of her again.

Entering and pulling out, forcing her body to adjust each time. Making her come alive again.

She felt her mind haze. Her body burn. Her need so great that nothing else mattered.

It felt so good!

He pushed in harder, faster. And Soph used that as a guide for her hand.

Too focused to do much for Adrian.

Adrian swelled further, his hand tightening on hers before he came.

He shouted, holding her hand to him as he finished, covering her with his come. The hot brand on her side. On her skin.

IT was so good. A high. Making Adrian come. Pleasing him.

She was so close.

Her body tight as a bow string. On the edge. Ready to snap.

Then, finally, Thane growled, “Come.”

And as if that was all she needed, her body jerked, and rapture consumed her.

Her vision might have darkened, or she shut her eyes, she didn’t know. But her mind was swept away, leaving her body there, tied to the weird bench thingy.

And she felt free.

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Thanatos held himself up with muscles that he wasn’t sure would work for too much longer.

He was spent, fully and absolutely satisfied, the pleasure still zinging through his body as he felt her still clenching around him with her aftershocks.

He didn’t want to get up, didn’t want to leave the tight perfection of her, but he knew that he had to.

Aftercare.

It was one of the most important aspects of a Dom/sub relationship. It showed that she could trust him, and allowed them to take care of her. It was the thing that brought her down from her high, got her back to reality slowly and safely.

He knew all too well what a forceful push into life was like. When he Fell, he had been bombarded with so much, he felt like he was going to die.

In fact, he had wanted to die.

Death would have meant escape. But Adrian would not let him be released from the torture. For all Adrian’s moral and motivational faults, he had saved Thane, restored his sanity.

Thousands of years of actions had weighed on him. Millions of memories unleashing new emotional insight.

The death of his old partner, the shame and guilt of not being able to save her.

The relief that Adrian was created as a replacement.

Humans that he hadn’t saved, and terrors that he had witnessed.

And the reason for his Fall.

He hated Adrian in that moment right after the Fall. Hated that he had convinced Thanatos to sin. Hated himself for allowing it to happen. For disappointing God. For wasting his own future.

Thanatos didn’t know how long he was lost to the rampaging emotions in his head, he had no time reference while his mind and body fought him, but he knew it was long enough for his voice to be damaged beyond repair. His Angelic DNA could not fix the damage that he had caused himself.

It made his voice low, scratchy, not that he used it much. He really didn’t care about it.

He knew that he would never let something like that happen again.

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