15. Madelyne

fifteen

Madelyne

W e make it back to my room and I’m ready to collapse on the bed and sleep for the next twelve hours when Oz scoops me off my feet. Squealing, I smack wherever I can reach, but he just chuckles.

“Did you think you were getting out of your spankings, Princess?” He sits on my bed and flips me over his lap with my ass in the air.

Elphaba and Glinda don’t even attempt to bat him away. What the fuck? I thought we had an understanding. Now would be the time to smack my mate in the face. Yet, they’re perfectly still, allowing him to manhandle me. We’re going to need to have a talk, my wings and I.

My other mates walk into the room, closing the door behind them. Zephyr hoots as he runs to grab a chair from the sitting room and takes a front-row seat to my impending spanking.

Oz flips my skirt up and the cold air hits my bare ass. Groans fill the room from all of my mates as they get a glimpse of the black thong doing nothing to cover my naughty bits.

“You’ve been hiding this under that skimpy skirt all day?” Oz groans, cupping my ass cheek in one hand as he holds me still with his other on my back.

“What? Did you already forget what my ass looks like? It hasn’t been that long,” I snark.

“That’s thirteen , now, Princess. And you’re going to be a good girl and count each one for me.”

Okay, why is that so hot?

I rub my thighs together as I wiggle on his lap. He chuckles darkly before his hand lands on my ass with a resounding smack.

Fuck! That hurt.

“Did any of you hear her?” Oz demands from my other mates who have gathered round to watch the show.

“I didn’t hear anything.” Zeph shakes his head, earning the glare I shoot him.

“I think you’re supposed to be counting, Amica Mea ,” Belz murmurs.

Shit.

“One?”

“Too late, now, Princess. Let’s try again,” Oz says before smacking me in the same fucking spot.

“One!”

“That’s better. Don’t forget to count each one. I’d hate to have to give you more.”

Sure you would, asshole.

Luckily for him, the next smack lands on the other cheek. I dutifully count the next five in quick succession. The heat spreads to my pussy with each slap. By twelve, I’m a moaning, whimpering mess on his lap.

“Thirteen!” I groan as the last slap lands right between my legs.

“Such a good fucking girl,” Oz groans as he caresses my abused cheeks. “Have you learned your lesson, Princess?”

Lesson? There was a lesson there?

“I don’t think she did,” Zeph chuckles.

“No. Probably not,” Oz agrees. “Alright. On the bed, Princess. Apparently lesson time isn’t over.” He pats my hip before helping me stand on shaky legs. “Those are going to have to come off.” He nods toward my clothes and without conscious thought, they immediately disappear.

“I love that she can do that,” Zeph says as he unabashedly admires my naked body.

I wink at him before crawling on the bed swaying my ass as I go.

“Damn. Love that shade of red on you, Sweetheart,” Zar says.

“My hand print looks good on her doesn’t it?” Oz chuckles as he climbs behind me, smoothing his hands over the backs of my thighs and my ass.

His hot breath hits my sensitive skin seconds before his tongue swipes up my pussy.

“Mmmm. You’re fucking dripping for me, dirty girl,” Oz moans. “Are you ready for my cock, Princess?”

“Yes!” I cry as his fingers lazily strum by clit.

“Let’s check, just to be sure,” he teases before sliding two fingers inside me.

My hips buck involuntarily as he caresses my g-spot.

“That’s right, baby. Ride my fingers.” He adds a third finger, stretching me as he licks my clit, squeezing my ass with his free hand.

The shot of pain mixed with the pleasure of his tongue and fingers almost has me seeing stars.

“Ozzzz,” I whine. “Give me your cock. Please .”

Apparently I’m not above begging. Who knew?

Belz appears next to me, pulling my hair and tilting my head up to look at him. “ Whose cock?”

Fuck. Why is that so hot?

“Mine. Give me my cock,” my plea turns to a demand with Belz’s reminder.

“Good girl,” he purrs before brushing his lips against mine. “You heard our princess. Give her her cock.” He stands up, letting go of my hair as Oz lines himself up and sinks into me.

My pussy weeps at the welcome intrusion and I cry out when he roughly squeezes both abused ass cheeks.

“So. Fucking. Perfect.” he groans, punctuating each word with a hard thrust.

My back arches like a fucking cat as he uses his… my … cock to “teach me a lesson”. I’m still not sure what exactly the lesson is, but fuck. He can keep teaching me. I’m used to being the teacher, but I’d gladly give up the job to be Oz’s student .

Never until I met my demons have I ever made the noises they draw from me. Every. Single. Time. Sex with human men was okay , at best. But this ? Forget next level . They play an entirely different fucking game. Every woman should get herself a demon who really knows how to please a woman.

I’m so blissed out from the feel of Oz’s dick sliding in and out over and over again as he roughly slams into me— He really wants to pound in that lesson, huh? —I don’t notice the bed dipping on both sides seconds before hands cup my swaying breasts.

Hands and lips smooth and caress my entire top half as Oz continues his punishing thrusts. Hands grip my hair and pull my head back once again.

“You there, Princess? I’m so fucking close, but I can’t let go until you do. You ready to come for me?” Oz’s rough voice sends another shot of warmth to my belly.

A tongue flicks my nipple before a mouth swallows it and I freefall off the cliff. I’m so overstimulated by pleasure I couldn’t hold it back if I tried. Oz’s guttural groan comes seconds before his release paints my walls. My arms give out beneath me and a crash face first into my bed.

“Ah-ah, Princess. You’re not done yet. You wanted your cock? Gotta take them all,” Oz says as he slowly pulls out.. “Go get your cock .” He chuckles as he gently slaps my right ass cheek.

Pushing myself up, I look around me for my next teacher. I clearly haven’t learned my lesson. Maybe a different teacher will help it really sink in. My eyes land on Belz, still standing beside the bed.

So my twins were the ones teasing me while Oz taught me my lesson.

Climbing over Zar’s lap, I get off the bed and eye my first mate. His clothes disappear and I smirk. He definitely wasn’t staying away because he’s not interested. His cock is so hard it could hammer nails.

“That for me?” I flutter my lashes at him.

“Always, Amica Mea .”

I run my fingertip up and down his thick erection before swiping it over its weeping slit. I bring my finger to my mouth, seductively sucking his saltiness from it. His eyes turn black and faster than I can blink, his fingers dig into my ass as he lifts me up. My legs automatically wrap around his waist and his cock lines up with my opening. With one fluid movement, he picks me up and slips into me.

One of his hands slides up my back and caresses both my wings before settling around the back of my neck. Elphaba and Glinda turn into a bunch of bitches in heat at his attention and flutter behind me.

Belz smirks. “I think your wings like me.”

“Don’t mind them. They’re attention whores.” As my wings keep making metaphorical puppy dog eyes at Belz.

Or are they looking at his wings?

“Hey. My wings like you too, remember.” He winks, his wings fluttering behind him in agreement.

The next thing I know, we’re hovering above the ground as he fucks me, one hand on my ass the other the back of my neck, both with a firm grip that only adds to my pleasure. His tail circles around my clit, sending me over the edge once again.

Belz adds his cum to Oz’s and the mental image is enough to make me want to climb my twins to add theirs too. I won’t be complete without it.

Belz slips out and sets me down on shaky legs. “Go get them, Amica Mea ,” he urges with a grin.

Zeph hoots and bounces on his back on the bed. “Woo-hoo, my turn!”

Zar rolls his eyes at his twin but I just smirk as I straddle his waist, running my hands up his chest.

My golden retriever mate didn’t need to be told to remove his clothes.

I love how he’s always such an enthusiastic participant in any sexy time situation.

“Correction. Your turn.”

“That’s what I said. My turn.” He smiles, but he doesn’t get what I’m saying.

“ Both of your turn.” I grin at his surprise. “I deserve my twin sandwich.”

“Is that what you want, Sweetheart? You want my brother and I at the same time?” Zar asks from beside me.

“Not just at the same time. I want you both in the same hole.

Zeph’s dick twitches against my mound and I grind against him, smearing mine, Oz’s and Belz’s cum all over him.

“Fuck, Sweetheart. You sure you can handle two of us?”

“If she can even feel you,” Zeph snarks at his brother.

“We’re identical, idiot. If you’re saying I have a small dick, so do you.” Zar shakes his head. “I’ve never been much for the group scene, and never imagined I’d ever share a mate with my idiot brother. But if you want me, you have me. I’d do anything for you, Madelyne. Even touch my brother’s dick.”

“How romantic,” I swoon before kissing him. “Now get over here and give me my cock.” I smirk before impaling myself on his twin’s cock with a moan.

“Okay. I never saw the appeal until now. Watching you ride my twin is like seeing myself get fucked. Maybe I can get behind this whole sharing thing.”

“Why don’t you get behind me and see yourself fuck me for real?” I arch my brow.

I circle my hips as Zeph squeezes both my tits in his hands before Zar kneels behind me and pushes me forward with a hand in the middle of my back. His hand bumps my ass as he lines his cock up to my already stuffed hole. The stretch as he slowly, carefully sinks into me is like nothing I’ve ever dreamed.

Part of me thinks it’s too much. I can’t take them both. But then I feel him slip fully inside beside his brother and my walls flutter around them. It’s too much and not enough all at once.

Both of my mates remain perfectly still, giving me time to adjust. But I don’t need time. I need them to move .

I push my ass back, somehow taking in more of Zar as I slide off of Zeph inch by inch. Rocking my hips forward slowly, Zeph fills me once again. I do that a few more times before Zar finally snaps into action and takes over.

“Fuck. You’re so fucking tight and wet. I feel like I could just slip out with any backward thrust,” Zar groans.

Zar’s hands massage my ass as he sinks into me again and again. Zeph squeezes my breasts, pinching my nipples until I throw my head back and groan. It’s too much. I can’t take any more.

My pussy clenches down on them, squeezing and pulsing so hard I pull their orgasms from them with my own. I’m sloppy fucking wet, filled with all four of my mates’ cum, plus my own. I’m sore and exhausted as I collapse on Zeph while they both carefully slip out of my thoroughly used pussy, followed by a gush of wetness. I’ve never felt so completely sated in my life.

Belz untangles me from the pile of spent bodies and scoops me in his arms carrying me to the bathroom to clean up. Showering quickly, or as quickly as possible with one of my insatiable mates joining me, I step out and use my magic to dry and dress us both in matching flannel pajamas. We step out into the bedroom to find the cutest sleeping demon puppy pile on my bed.

“Oh, I am so getting a picture of this.” Belz says as he crosses the room to retrieve his phone from the pocket of his previously discarded pants.

“Aww, how sweet.” I coo shifting on my feet trying to relive the residual burn of Oz’s punishment.

If it’s like this every time I don’t think I want to do that again. Wait. That’s not right. This pain can’t be from Oz. It’s deeper. But we didn’t…

“Aaaaah!” I screech in pain, falling to my knees.

“ Amica Mea what is it? What’s wrong?” Belz forgets his search and rushes to my side at the same time the three formerly sleeping demons sit straight up in bed.

“Fuck! What is that? I can feel her pain. It feels like her ass is on fire!” Zar yelps jolting out of bed and rushing to where I am now laying on the floor writhing in pain.

Then just as quick as it began the pain fades as I feel something snaking down the leg of my pajama pants and wrapping around my ankle.

“Oh my hell guys.” I jolt off the floor ignoring the four concerned stares and rip my pants off. “Look! I got a tail!”

My tail swishes behind me while I spin in place making sure everyone gets a good look.

“Beautiful,” Zar breathes out as he stands and pulls me into his chest, running his hand down my spine and wrapping it around the base of my tail.

“Ah ah ah,” reaching behind me I grab his forearm and pull his hand away. “No more of that, mister. This demon is ready for cuddles and bed.”

Just like that with only a thought we are all cuddled up in a clean cozy embrace with Zar at my front and Belz at my back.

“Goodnight, Angel,” Zeph says from his place beside his brother

“Night, Princess,” Oz murmurs from his place buried in Belz’s back, already mostly asleep again.

“Night guys,” I yawn out, closing my eyes.