Chapter 22

Rory

Every tiny bump on the road shifts the plug and sends a jolt through my body. Cas has already increased the size of the plug once, and I'm simultaneously nervous and terrified at what's about to happen.

I mean, demon dicks are big. Who knew, right?

And two of them?

I fan myself as my skin overheats.

Beside me in the front seat, Amon's hand inches perilously higher on my thigh, swirling in a teasing loop as he scoots higher and higher. A barely-there touch brushes against my balls, hitting me like a bolt of lightning.

"Amon," I moan, parting my knees as much as possible while driving, and a single finger slides up my sac and along the ridge of my erection.

That finger teases up and down, my cock flexing against my pants as he grabs the tag of my zipper. "Gods, you are so hard for us, Rory."

Without warning, he yanks my zipper down with a whir and works my cock free from my pants. The engine revs as my thighs tense, my foot flexing on the pedal as my muscles kick out in response. Up and down, he taunts me with patient strokes, too gentle to give me the friction I crave.

There's a raging need inside this car that's smothering all three of us with its intensity. I whine in protest when Amon removes his hand and swipes his fingers over the leaking tip of my cock, watching in the rearview mirror as he pushes them into Cas's mouth.

"Our boy is delicious, isn't he?" Cas moans as Amon slides them between his lips, forcing Cas to suck the pre-cum off his fingers.

He pushes deeper until Cas gags, saliva pooling at the corner of his mouth and forming a river on his chin as his eyes water. I move my gaze to Amon's lap, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants.

"Good boy," Amon purrs, his fingers glistening with spit as he pulls them out. He leaves a wet trail my cock as he grips me again, pumping me with more power.

When his touch moves below my balls and pushes on my taint, I can't help the moan that crawls from my throat. "Fuck, you sound as good as you taste," Cas says, leaning forward to watch Amon run his hand along my length. "How far are we from home?"

"Just a few minutes," I breathe as Amon strokes faster, my hips flexing up into his grip. Cas reaches between the seats, palming Amon's dick through his pants. This time it's him who groans, collecting more of my pre-cum on his fingers and sucking them into his own mouth.

Amon's other hand grabs Cas's wrist, using it as leverage as he thrusts against his palm. "Fuck," he grunts, head falling back on the seat as he sucks on his fingers. There's a rip and a pop as Cas tears the button off Amon's pants and destroys the zipper. Cas seizes him by the throat and pins him in place, pulling his cock out and fisting the thick length.

"Cas," Amon rasps, his breath cut off by the hand around his neck as he thrusts his hips in a helpless, jerky motion. Doing my best to watch while not wrecking us, I peek down at the angry, red head of his cock, sticky with arousal as it slides through the cage of Cas's fingers.

He groans a series of low, long curses, his face flushed and teeth clenched. "Cas… fuck, Cas ! You're going to…"

Cas holds him in place as he struggles, the veins in Amon's neck popping as his breath is restricted. "Look at you, so perfectly ruined for us," Cas murmurs, tightening his grip as he strokes faster. "Mighty, powerful Amon, begging to come with my hand down his pants. It's so fucking filthy, isn't it?"

Another helpless sound leaves Amon's mouth and Cas chuckles, a low, entertained rumble. "Who knew that deep down, you really are a good boy? Do you need permission to come? Is that what's wrong?"

"Fuck… you…" Amon grits out, still thrusting wildly as Cas jerks him, all control gone.

"Not tonight, baby. Tonight, we're both fucking our boy. Tell me, are you ready to share that tight ass?" That's all it takes for Amon to shout, so loud it vibrates through the car as he comes. A splash of cum hits his chin and more splatters up the front of his shirt. Cas murmurs quiet praises as Amon's cock throbs in his grip, covering his hand with his release.

"Look at how needy you've made our boy," Cas whispers into Amon's ear, and I realize I'm rocking in my seat, grinding and desperately seeking friction as my cock sticks out from my zipper. The plug in my ass stretches further as a rush of magic hits me, hitting spots that make colors spark in my field of vision.

Amon's head lolls to the side until his eyes meet mine, hazy with lust as Cas continues to stroke him. His body is slumped and relaxed, but he's still hard, and I remember what they told me weeks ago. My cock will stay hard for as long as I choose… until I say otherwise.

There's another sharp zip as I park in the driveway, and I turn around to find Cas stroking himself, his hand coated in Amon's thick, creamy release. An involuntary whimper leaves me at the sight, and he glances up, mischief dancing in his eyes as he lifts himself off the seat.

"C'mere, Rory." He positions himself between the two front seats. It's an awkward fit, but that's quickly forgotten as Amon places his hand on the back of my head.

"Suck my cum off his cock," Amon commands, then pushes me to take him into my mouth. Salty, heady warmth hits my tongue as it swirls, circling Cas's crown before trailing down his shaft. "You better not waste any," he warns, pulling me back just long enough to watch me swallow. The taste of him coats my mouth and slides down my throat, and then he's shoving me down to take more.

Cas's hips thrust forward as he releases a loud and uninhibited moan. "God, we'll fuck you so good, my sweet Rory," he says, voice gravelly as he thrusts between my lips. "Are you ready for us to both fill that needy hole? Do you want to be our little cum slut?"

I moan my agreement as Cas curses, his hips moving faster as the sound vibrates up his shaft. His body pitches forward, hand landing on the dashboard for support. "Oh, holy fuck, I need to come."

"Cas," Amon warns, but he's reduced to pure primal instinct now. Wet gags ring out in the silent car as he punches the back of my throat, and he groans as it flexes around him.

"Just let me get the edge off." Amon's low growl is supposed to be a threat, but the sound makes Cas shout as his cock swells in my mouth. Muscles beat against my tongue, cum spraying into my throat and forcing my swallow.

His moans turn euphoric while Amon snarls, grabbing him by the neck and yanking him back. Warmth blasts across my cheek and chin as Amon rumbles a low, "Inside, now. " He stuffs Cas's slick cock into his pants, a wet spot spreading as his orgasm beats under the fabric.

It's obscene, and I can't get enough.

They scramble out of the car, and I follow, tucking myself back into my pants while tears streak my face in wet rivers and cum dots my cheek. Amon's pants are shredded, and Cas's are soaked, and all three of us have a clear silhouette of our cocks perfectly visible.

A loud gasp slices through the quiet.

Old Mrs. Hickory stands in her driveway, staring with her mouth hanging wide open. The darkness of nighttime hides some of our debauchery, but she can see enough.

Okay, that's an understatement. She sees way, way too much

"Evening," I squeak, turning and ushering them towards the house.

Her head falls to one side as she offers an awkward wave, and as we're hustling inside, I hear her mutter, "It's always the quiet ones."

Amon pulls me along by the hand, making it through the door and into the bedroom. "On the bed, Cas." He is eager to obey as he drops to the mattress, cock straining against his pants. Amon growls again and a tingling rush of magic hits me as Cas's clothes vanish. His lean, muscular physique looks like it's carved from marble, muscles tense and erection pointing straight up at the ceiling.

Amon pulls me against his solid body, forcing my groan as he captures my mouth, his tongue twisting with mine as his hands explore my curves. "I'm going to take this out now, okay?" he says as he pushes on the enormous plug. I nod, and he rumbles a deep, sexy hum as he patiently slides it out and replaces it with two slick fingers.

Gently, they thrust into me, scissoring as he gauges how much more prep I need. A third finger slips in and then a fourth as he hums his approval. I whimper at the fullness as he mutters praises. "Look at you, being such a perfect boy. Just a few more minutes and you'll be ready for us. Is that what you want? To be stuffed full of two demon cocks?"

The sound that leaves me is a wanton, needy thing. "I need it," I whine, and his chuckle is deep against my mouth as he kisses me again.

"And you'll get it… whatever you want from us, you'll always get it. Don't you understand that, Rory?" I pull back for a moment, catching the fiery, raw honesty in his eyes. "Anything you ever desire, whatever you require, from now until the end of eternity. It's yours, baby, and you never even have to ask."

"I love you," I whisper, and his face blazes with intensity as it leaves my lips for the first time. He doesn't say them back, but with Amon, actions mean more than words ever could.

He shows me.

His insatiable lips devour mine, worshipping and dominating, leaving no space for conversation. Finally, he withdraws his fingers from my body, guiding me towards the bed.

Cas gazes at us, his eyes heavy-lidded and thick lashes creating a veil over his intense stare, while his hand moves leisurely along his shaft. Amon stands behind me, ears against my lips, as he asks, "Are you ready?"

"Yes," I breathe, knowing they need to hear it. A rush of magic hits me as my clothes disappears, and then my knees drop to straddle Cas's hips, his slick erection trapped between us as he rocks his hips forward.

His cock flexes as I catch his eyes, and his face lights up in a giant, beautiful smile. The flutters in my stomach take flight at the sight, and I press a kiss to his soft, pink lips. "I love you." His levity vanishes as his expression turns serious.

"You are ours, Rory. Forever." He positions himself, his cock pushing against my entrance as he meets my eyes.

"Forever," I agree, and he thrusts up at the same time he pulls me down, seating himself inside my prepped hole in a single motion. Our moans blend as he holds me in place, his mouth exploring mine, while I relish the exquisite stretch.

The bed dips as Amon climbs on behind us, and I lift my torso to glance over my shoulder at him. "Are you ready?" His voice is deep but gentle as his fingers tickle up my spine, and I nod.

"More than ready." Palms on my back, he guides me forward until my chest is flush against Cas. Nerves pound inside my body, and I'm anxious, but not scared.

My demons would never hurt me.

Heat presses against my ass and thighs as Amon inches closer, the unmistakable pressure of his cock against my already full hole. It's slick with lube as he slides the tip up and down, gently rocking as my muscles relax. "If at any point it gets to be too much, all you have to do is say stop."

"Right." I draw in a steadying inhale, countering the sting of the stretch as he pushes forward. "These days I forget about compulsion."

Amon's sudden stillness behind me is unnatural, then the heat of his skin burns along my back as he leans forward. "No," he says, a touch of power in his tone. "Not because of fucking compulsion, Rory. If it's too much, you speak up and it will stop for no other reason than we love you. Tell me you understand that."

Tears pool in my eyes at the sincerity in his voice. Cas places a sweet palm on my cheek, pushing our foreheads together. "Magic or not, you run the show."

"Thank you… both of you." I swallow hard, meeting the dark eyes over my shoulder. "I understand, Amon."

"Good boy," he purrs, inching forward and breaching my ring of muscles, sliding the crown of his cock inside me to join Cas's. My head throws back as I call out, my nerves on fire with the fullness. He scoots his hips to push himself deeper, just a tiny bit at a time, and my entire body lights up, buzzing and tingling like electric sparks dance across my skin.

"Fuck, your cock feels amazing in that tight hole with me," Cas groans, twitching and flexing underneath me as he fights the urge to move. "Amon… goddamn, that's fucking amazing."

Amon's breath is heavy as he penetrates me with calculated, careful rocks of his hips. "Are you okay?" he asks, and I love the hitch in his voice—love that I'm the one who put it there.

"Perfect," I whisper, and he releases one of those deep, naughty chuckles that I've grown to love so much. The deeper he sinks, the more my body comes alive, knowing I have both of my demons inside me.

Amon's hand wraps around my hipbone, and he murmurs, "Almost there," right as his hips slam forward and his skin sits against mine.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! " Cas yells, the back of his head digging into the pillow. "It's so fucking tight."

"Stay still until I say otherwise," Amon orders, and Cas whimpers as his thighs tremble with the need to move. The overwhelming fullness subsides as Amon withdraws, leaving only the tip of his thick cock inside me, and then he thrusts forward again as Cas and I both moan. "You feel exquisite, my love," Amon purrs, planting a kiss on my shoulder.

He maintains this slow, controlled rhythm, each stroke soothing and relaxing my body, until the initial sting morphs into pure pleasure. It's all delicious tension and pressure that throbs against my skin, begging to be set free.

And then Cas moves.

"Oh, fuck! " I shout as he grips my hips, lifting me before slamming me back down onto them both. The fullness mixed with the angle rubs me in all the right places, and a fresh wave of arousal rampages through my body. Overwhelmed by the sensation of both of them filling me, stretching me, fucking me, I'm unable to form coherent words, babbling nonsense as I beg.

Only one word makes it past my lips.

More.

Cas's face turns red, jaw ticking and teeth clenching as they fuck me in earnest. He finds a perfect rhythm with Amon, sweat beading on overheated skin and fingers burrowing pits into muscles.

It's frantic and mindless, and I'm begging, pleading.

More .

My hands push into Cas's heaving chest as I lift my torso, my fingernails digging in as all three of us groan at the new position. The way they move inside me is mind-numbing, the friction hurtling me towards the edge.

"I'm not going to last," Cas whimpers as my nails drag across his skin, scratching angry red trenches that make him call out.

A wicked smile spreads on my lips as I pitch forward, taking in every twitch and flex of his gorgeous face as he writhes under me, completely lost in the moment. "Hey, Cas?"

"Yes, gorgeous?" he gets out even as his eyes roll back into his head.

I push power into my voice as I say, "You need to come for me now."

A long, loud moan leaves his lips as he thrusts harder, more desperately. There is no trace of rhythm left in his movements, only an intense, primal urge to fulfill my command. His back jolts off the bed as if struck by electricity, crying out as a rush of warmth fills me.

"Fuck, I feel that," Amon grunts, thrusting harder as the slippery sounds take over the room. "I feel you coming." Everything is wet and slick between us, and my cock is unbearably hard as I grind into the overwhelming sensations.

"Stay hard," I order Cas in an exhale, continuing to ride him as his thick cock beats inside me. I'm so close that I can't hear past the ringing in my ears or see anything other than the explosions behind my eyelids.

Coiled so tight, my body throbs with the need to let it all go.

More power swarms the room as I voice another command. "Give it to me, Amon." He drives forward so forcefully it nearly throws me off balance, bottoming out as he comes on a roar. The beating of their cocks is so heavy I can feel the pulses filling me and gushing down my skin.

There's so much. So hot… slick.

"What a perfect little cum slut," Amon grunts as he holds my hips, guiding me as I chase my release. "Such a filthy boy, taking us both. I can't wait to see your abused, leaking hole when we're done with you."

His words mixed with the obscene amount of cum dripping from my ass snaps the last bit of my restraint. Their rock-hard cocks are coated, every inch of skin slippery as they fuck me until the muscles in my core tighten to the point it borders on pain.

I reach to grab my cock, but Cas swats my hand away. "You don't need to, sweetheart. Just let go." I whimper desperately as he holds my wrist, but it only takes a few more seconds until I'm soaring. When everything finally breaks free, the relief is so great that I release a sob that might as well be a prayer.

My body clamps around them both, squeezing and milking the last drops of pleasure from them. Fireworks explode under my skin, flames licking my limbs as my whole body develops a pulse of its own. They move together, guiding me through my orgasm until I come down from the incredible high.

When I begin to tremble, they slow their motions, and suddenly my arms are too heavy to hold myself up any longer. Collapsing onto Cas, the heat radiating from his skin swallows me like a warm bath as we allow our bodies to quiet.

Amon canopies over me, kissing up my spine until he reaches my neck, where he nudges my hair out of the way and lightly sucks. Every gentle touch makes me shiver, my nerves shot and hypersensitive even to the whisper of air that blows across my skin.

Finally, he pulls out, and we all groan at the loss of the connection. He rolls onto the mattress and tugs me with him, and I groan again as Cas's softening cock slides out of me and falls against his abs. Everything is slippery, coated in sweat and cum, but we're content to lay here as our heart rates slow and our breathing evens out.

The bed shifts as Amon lifts onto his elbows, and I watch with sleepy eyes as he leans over me and pulls Cas into a passionate kiss. "Love you," Cas whispers, and Amon grunts back an agreement that makes a small smile slip across my face.

They sandwich me between them as my eyes force themselves closed, and before I have time to process another thought, I'm falling into a deep, satisfied sleep.