37. Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Declan

Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.

I take in Noelle’s naked sleeping body, lying on the bed. She’ll need to have to love me fiercely if she wants to cover my sins.

This time it’s different. This time she’s ours.

“Who’s ready to party?” Cas asks as he walks into the room carrying a giant tub of coconut oil.

Lorne pulls his head from Noelle’s nipple. He’s been sucking on it like a baby on its mother’s tit for the past fifteen minutes. “What the hell is that for? We are going to fuck her, not cook her.”

“You need lube, you idiot,” Cas says, placing the tub on the nightstand. “You can’t have three big cocks in that tiny cunt without a little extra help. And last I checked, no one here is under nine inches.”

“Why do I have a feeling you’ve actually measured?”

Cas moves to the foot of the bed and pulls her legs apart. He brings his head up and licks. “Fucking delicious.” He turns to me, his lips crimson with her blood. “Fuck, I can’t wait to fuck this tight cunt.”

Lorne gets on the bed and pulls Noelle on top of him. Holding her legs open.

Cas picks up the coconut oil from the nightstand and opens the lid. “I’m calling dibs on the cream pie.”

His fingers glide into the container and he gathers the solidified oil in his hand before stepping up to me. “Be a man and fuck her like she deserves. Be here.”

My eyes flutter shut, and I groan as his hands move up and down my hard cock, heating and liquifying the oil. The sensation is so overwhelming that I don’t want him to stop, but I would rather cum in Noelle than all over Cas’s hand.

Smooth leather around my neck. A belt, the buckle locked into place. My head is yanked back.

Cas’s hot breath on my skin. “Gotta make sure you stay on a leash.”

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

My hand moves to Cas’s dick, and I tug, pulling his entire body closer to mine. Our cock heads glide against each other, building friction and need. “I’ve never told you, but you saved me. I thought it was Noelle who did, but it was you. You saved me, Lorne nurtured me, and she healed me.”

Our eyes lock as we rub each other’s dicks in silence. An unspoken understanding passes between us that only we fully comprehend. He yanks the belt, bringing my lips closer to his. A game he’s playing, a taunt.

I bring my hand to the back of his dark brown hair and tug, never once taking my eyes off his. “You want to play chicken, Cas?”

He smiles at me, that goofy smile I love so much. The same one he gives when he’s about to cause trouble. “You’d lose, Dec.”

“Not this time, Caspian. This time I’m going to win.” I crush my lips to his.

The tip of the belt grazes my side as Cas abandons my cock. His hands cradle my face, holding me tightly as if he’s scared I might disappear if he lets go. He kisses with conviction, like I knew he would. Like he knows who he is, and he’s proud of it. His kiss is a force, a volcano that’s been simmering for so long until it erupts.

His fists my hair, pulling my head back. “Fucking finally. I’ve waited a long time for that.”

“I know.”

“Enough of this sappy shit. We’ve got some prime pussy to plow.”

I roll my eyes and turn back to Eve. Lorne’s snuggled in her sweet pussy, holding her legs wide open for us. Cas dips his hand in coconut oil and slathers it around Lorne’s dick as he moves in and out of her in rapid succession. “Where did you get a tub that big?”

Cas doesn’t look at me as he moves his hand along Lorne’s cock to the entrance of Noelle’s pussy. “Costco.”

“Lube at the pharmacy wasn’t good enough?”

“They were tiny tubes.” He points at his crotch. “We’re packing. Usually, I’d be all for ripping her apart and feasting on the blood, but I’d rather her be conscious.”

Cas reaches out with his other hand and pulls me by the dick. He doesn’t say a word as he wraps his mouth around my cock and takes me all the way to the back of his throat. I grip his hair as I thrust to get even further. But this time the blow job is different. It’s not an animalistic urge to satiate a sinful need within me. It’s something more. Is this how people feel when they finally accept Christ, like they’ve unlocked a truth that shall set them free? Because right now, with his tongue swirling around my dick, I might be born again.

He pulls me out of his mouth and smiles before rising to his feet. He grips my throat and moves closer, pulling me toward Noelle’s sleeping body and guiding my cock toward her entrance. I thrust forward and glide along Lorne’s cock until I’m nestled next to him.

“Fuck,” Lorne groans. “She’s so fucking tight with both of us in there.”

“She’s about to be stuffed,” Cas says before pushing the tip of his cock inside her.

Cas continues to smear coconut oil, lubricating her tight cunt. He pushes his dick slowly into her entrance. Gripping the leather strap of the belt, he pulls me to him. I part my lips, longing for another kiss. He spits in my mouth before tugging my bottom lip between his teeth. “We’re fucking her Dec. All three of us and her. She’s the body of Christ, Dec. She’s everything holy.” He pulls my hair back, and my blood trickles from his lips. “This is perfect. Our cocks side by side inside fucking paradise.”

Lorne stiffens, holding her still as he cums in her. He slowly pulls out, brushing against our cocks. Cas and I stare down at her pussy as some of his cum leaks onto our cocks.

“Fuck,” Cas grunts. “That’s going to taste so fucking good.” He dips his finger to where we’re joined and scoops a dollop onto his finger before offering it to me. “Be a good boy and open wide.”

My mouth falls open and I suck Lorne’s cum off Cas’s finger. His mouth clasps to mine and our tongues intertwine as we fuck our girl and explode in unison.

Lorne is on his knees with our semi hard cocks in his hands. His velvet tongue rotates between cleaning Cas’s dick and mine. He looks at us. “You recorded everything, right?”

Cas points to the Camera in the room’s corner. “Sure did. Even zoomed in on the bed.”