Angel's Shield by Erin M. Leaf Page B

hot,” Haniel muttered. He bent in closer.
    Jeremiel shifted slightly to make room for him, and then they were
both pleasuring her. Her pussy was already wet and ready, so he slid two
fingers into her. She writhed. He smiled against her clit. When Haniel used her
own wetness to tickle at the puckered rosebud of her anus, Jeremiel almost came
in his shorts. He’d never seen anything so sexy in his life as Charmeine
opening herself to both of them.
    “Yeah, that’s it,” he encouraged her. He licked her clit again,
feeling it throb against his tongue. When he leaned back, Haniel added another
finger, stretching her tight hole.
    “I want you both,” she said thickly, tugging on his hair.
    Jeremiel had to press his hand against his dick, hard. The seam of
his shorts bit into the sensitive skin, but he didn’t care. He needed the pain
so he wouldn’t cum in his pants like a teenager.
    “I’m going to fuck you, and then Jeremiel is going to come inside
you, right here.” Haniel moved his fingers in her ass, his voice low and
steady. Clearly he was fighting for control, too.
    Jeremiel kneeled up, breathing hard. He had to calm down if he
didn’t want to hurt her. They had to take this slow. He took off his shorts,
then waited while Haniel rolled her over. The long, sleek line of her spine
drew Jeremiel’s gaze down to her spectacular ass as Haniel lifted her up
slowly, but she wouldn’t cooperate.
    “Too slow,” she said as she grabbed Haniel’s dick and slid down, closing
her eyes as he fucked into her.
    “Oh God.” Jeremiel clenched his fists, watching. Haniel’s dusky
prick looked huge as it moved into her tiny body. It was hard to believe that
they were her first lovers. He loved that they were the only ones to ever touch her, depraved soul that he was. He
moved closer, hands going to her perfect hips. Long brown hair slid over her
shoulder as she looked back at him. “You ready?” he asked.
    She nodded, biting her lip. Haniel sped up, then stopped
completely. Jeremiel teased at her hole, making sure she was relaxed. His
fingers slipped in easily and she pushed back slightly, encouraging him. He
grabbed his cock and set the tip right at her entrance. “Breathe,” he told her.
    She let out an explosive breath as he pushed in gently, but
inexorably. She’s so tight, he thought, going as slow as he could stand.
She gasped when the crown went in, and then he thrust a little harder. He
almost lost it when he felt Haniel’s cock through the thin barrier of her body.
    “Jeremiel,” Haniel gritted out. “Move.”
    “Yes, what he said,” Charmeine added, her voice a breathy
exclamation. “You won’t hurt me. I’m not made of glass.”
    He grinned against Charmeine’s shoulder, then began to move in
earnest. Every thrust moved all three of them, and he realized that he wasn’t
just making love to Charmeine, he was also fucking Haniel. His best friend
looked up at him over Charmeine’s shoulder, eyes dark with arousal. Jeremiel
couldn’t look away, couldn’t do anything but move faster, fucking until the
pleasure shot out of him in a great, electric wave.
    Somehow, he managed to get a hand between Charmeine and Haniel.
The moment he touched her clit, she screamed and orgasmed, squeezing him so
tightly he climaxed again. Impossible, his mind yelled, but his body
didn’t listen. When Haniel finally went over, all three of them shuddered and
their shimmer-shield sprang up around them, teasing their skin with energy.
Jeremiel clenched his fists around the bedding as his cock hardened again,
impossibly.
    Haniel grabbed his arms and Charmiene squirmed between them and all
three rode the wave together this time, pleasure shooting between and through
them in one gigantic movement.
    ****
    When Jeremiel was finally able to think again, he gently fell over
next to Haniel. Charmeine slumped into them as aftershocks shivered through
her.
    “Well,” Haniel said hoarsely.
    Jeremiel laughed. “Very descriptive,