Miles

"You'll get to as soon as you get her under control, Kitten," I reply, standing up from my chair and walking over to her, towering above her. "This cock," I grab ahold of myself, "will be yours to do with as you please. It's not cumming until you do."

"Miles," She pleads, looking up at me, "I can't. She's too strong."

"Baby," Samael speaks up, tearing his lips from Luka's cock to look at his other mate, "She's a part of you. If she's too strong, it's because you made her that way."

"Imagine your succubus," Luka states, looking almost as miserable as Katrina, making me wonder if Samael has been giving Luka a lesson in edging as well, "Once you have her pictured in your mind, imagine that you're trapping her, whether that be a box covered in chains or a prison cell. Once she's thoroughly locked up, imagine her confinement shrinking into the tiniest of pebbles, and then picture that pebble being swept away by the ocean's current."

"I feel like I'm on fire." Katrina whispers, her eyes now field with a different kind of pain, "It's like last time. I feel like my skin is going to melt off. You all need to go."

Fuck, I really love this woman. She was made for me. We've spent the better half of the night torturing her sexually, and still, our safety is her main focus.

"Princess, last time, you couldn't even voice what was happening to you. This time you're speaking clearly. You can feel the change is happening. You're in control."

Katrina takes several deep breaths, her gaze locked with mine. Her horns have already started to sprout, and her tail is whipping behind her, but she's still only halfway transformed; her demon hasn't been able to escape yet. I watch on in amazement as my gorgeous mate fights an internal battle. Her skin goes from a vibrant crimson red to its snowy white color almost instantly. Her eyes which were deep indigo, close to an onyx color, are now back to their normal cerulean blue. Her horns and tail are still showing, but I now know from earlier today that they can take a few hours to disappear; it's okay, though; I find them sexy in a demonic way.

"I swear to the Gods, Sharkboy, if you don't get me off right now, I will release my succubus and let her drain you," Katrina growls in a crunched position so she can glower directly at Beckett.

"What no more, Daddy," He teases.

"You have to earn that title back." She growls, using her now free arms to reach up and grab Beckett by his curly locks, shoving his head down toward her cunt, "Now reward me."

"Yes, ma'am." He teases, letting our little Dominatrix take control just this once.

He uses one hand to push down on her pelvis and uses the other to insert two fingers inside of her; he starts to fingerfuck her at a fast, brutal pace while he lathers her pussy with saliva licking her from bottom to top before sucking her clitoris into his mouth. He has her over the edge within seconds.

"FUCKINGFUCKFUCKITYFUCKYESOHMYYES!" She garbles, screaming at the top of her lungs as her orgasm runs through.

Beckett continues to thrust his fingers into her letting her continue to ride the waves of her orgasm. He speeds up the rhythm of his thrusts when her body relaxes and turns his wrist upward to stroke the top wall. Her second orgasm hits as soon as her last one ends, sending her soaring once more; this time, Beckett pulls his fingers out and lets her coat his face with her juices while he leisurely licks her slit.

"Am I forgiven yet?" Beckett asks when Katrina comes down from her high.

"Not yet." She replies before pointing at me and curling her fingers, beckoning me to come forth, even though I'm only a few steps away.

"Yes, Ma'am?" I question going along with Beckett's game of letting her be dominant.

"Take off your clothes and lay down on the table." She states firmly, patting the space beside her.

I look at her questioningly, which sets her off. "Did I stutter, Miles?"

"No, ma'am," I reply, hastily ripping my clothes off, climbing onto the table, my soldier standing at attention.

"You've been teasing me with that thick cock of yours all night. Every time I look at it, I think of how good it feels inside me. I don't want to think anymore, Miles. I want to feel."

She grabs ahold of my cock and straddles me. As soon as her knees are on either side of me, she lines me along her entrance and sinks onto me, moaning with contentment.

"Fuck, it's even better than I remembered." She moans.

When I reach up to play with her beautiful round breasts that are bouncing in my face, she slaps my hands down. "No touching."

"Kitten," I start to protest, flexing my hands, unable to be submissive a moment longer. I start to voice my opinion on the matter, but Katrina rolls her hips exactly how I like it, and I'm lost in the blissful feeling of being inside her.

"Samael," Katrina sings, pausing her movements, "I want you to fuck my mouth, and Luka, I want you to fuck Samael.

There is no objection between the two as they shed their clothes, and Luka pulls a small bottle of lube from the nether of Tartarus, making me chuckle. He must've added it to his hide-a-hole after he mated Samael.

"But I wanted to fuck your mouth," Aphelion whines, sticking his lip out.

"I want you in my ass, Sparky." Katrina makes Aphelion's eyes sparkle, and he quickly grabs the lube from Luka and lathers himself up before coating his fingers so he can ready her hole.

I hear the table creak under his weight, but I'm not too concerned. I doubt even if it breaks, Katrina will let us stop fucking her. When Aphelion starts to finger Katrina's ass, I can feel him, his movements causing me to let out a small moan of my own. I grab Katrina around the hips and pause to see if she wants me to stop; when she doesn't say anything, I start to thrust up into her, keeping my thrusts slow, so she doesn't move too much. Her pussy walls flutter against me, and I know her third orgasm is coming soon. As Aphelion starts to push his cock into her, I reach my hand up and play with her clitoris, sending her over a small hill and into her third orgasm of the night, distracting her from Aphelion's cock bottoming out, filling her with both our cocks.

Once Aphelion is planted inside of Katrina, Luka and Samael step forward, both naked. Samael's face is flush from Luka fingering him, preparing Samael's ass to take his cock. Katrina's tiny hand wraps around Samael's veiny cock, and her mouth is opened wide, ready to be fed.

"Where do you want me?" Beckett asks, his voice rough.

"I want you to sit in the chair and watch," Katrina states firmly, not even bothering to glance at my poor cousin.

"Katrina," He growls, prowling toward her, "Why am I the only one being punished?"

She raises her hand to stop him, finally turning her attention to him.

"Because Daddy," She replies, smiling wickedly, "You've been a bad boy."

I can see Beckett's eye twitching, and I know his palm is itching to spank Katrina's scrumptious little ass again. I feel bad that he's being punished for a plan Luka and I orchestrated, but not bad enough to speak up for him. My dick is planted in my woman's snug little pussy, and I'm not trying to get kicked out of it. Besides, this kink is right up Beckett's alley. Beckett opens his mouth to protest but then decides against it. Instead, he turns around and makes his way to the chair I was previously occupying. Before sitting down, he drops his pants and underwear down to his ankles and takes his cock in his hand.

"Beckett," Katrina calls, her voice overly sweet, "No cumming until I tell you to." She pauses for a moment as if to think and then continues, "That rule applies to all of you. Now, what are you all waiting for? I'm ready to be thoroughly fucked."