The Bound Angel (Sacrilege Rising: Book 1)

Chapter Twenty Four

The apartment door opened with a long, slow creak, making Mike turn. In the entryway were two women he knew well. The looks in their eyes were identical, narrowed with determination. But there was something else, too. Something harried and fevered, like their thoughts were both scattered and hyper-focused at the same time. When he turned back, Liliana was gone.

Meredith came through the door first. There was no greeting or joke, just pure intent. Allie fanned out to the side. They moved like a pack that was finally catching up to its quarry after a long chase. Then they were on him.

Meredith’s lips met his. After Liliana’s electrifying touch, this kiss was comfortable. Mike expected it to be needy and urgent, but it was just the opposite. She was soft as silk, relaxed as a warm bath. But her hands on his chest were sure of themselves, and a moment later his back bumped against the wall.

Allie came in from the side. She went straight for the sensitive spot between his shoulder and throat. Her heavy panting and hot breath were more in line with what he expected, and it went straight to his groin. After all the constant attention, he was as horny as he’d ever been in his life. The shadow of Liliana’s presence was beginning to darken his thoughts. Somehow, he still managed to realize his needs weren’t the most important thing.

Mike summoned his resolve one more time. As their hands began to wander, he reminded himself that they weren’t in their right minds, and he wouldn’t take advantage of that. As he readied himself to fight them off, a voice caught his attention. It was the faintest whisper, like a squirrel scurrying through fallen leaves in the distance. It was saying the same word, over and over.

“Please, please, please…”

It was Meredith’s voice, soft and hopeful, brushing against his skin. They’d switched places, with the curly haired brunette kissing along the other side of his neck while Allie tried to draw his tongue into her mouth.

When Mike didn’t fight them off, their wandering hands became bolder. They slipped under his shirt and squeezed his ass and tugged on his shirt. Then they took his wrists and pulled his own hands to their squirming bodies. His resolve crumbled inch by inch as they helped him explore under their clothes.

“Stop,” he managed to breathe as he pulled back. “This isn’t… isn’t right.” Allie’s mouth returned to his neck, and now Meredith was looking him squarely in the eye.

“Mike,” she said. “I know what you’re about to say. That this isn’t fair to us. That we could be brainwashed. That we need to wait for whatever that woman did to wear off.” Allie pushed his hand into her pants so he could grope her ass. She molded herself against him while he squeezed. “But we have waited, and it isn’t going away. We know you want to do the right thing, and we love you for that, but now you need to shut up and listen. You obviously want this, but we need this. So if you really want to do the right thing, take us to bed. Right now.”

He was about to protest, but at that exact moment Allie gripped his aching length and began to pump. It made his breath catch and stalled whatever he was about to say. Meredith placed a finger over his lips and slowly shook her head, before leaning in to resume their kiss.

Finally, the last of his resolve gave way, and the shadow over his mind reveled in victory.

A growl escaped his throat, and Mike began moving to the bedroom, half dragging them along with him. Hands were let loose. Shirts were peeled off as they twisted and turned through the hallway. Shorts and pants were quickly discarded as they stumbled toward the bed.

Meredith removed Allie’s bra, and Mike attacked her full tits with his mouth. But Meredith wasn’t content to be an observer and quickly pulled him back into a lustful kiss. He felt Allie dropping to her knees, pulling his boxers down as she went. Then her hot mouth engulfed his cock at the same time Meredith’s tongue brushed against his.

Finally. He had what he’d been craving for so long, and it was pure bliss. He moaned into Meredith’s mouth as pleasure overwhelmed him. But it didn’t last long. They’d given him all the power, and he wasn’t about to give it back.

He broke the kiss to focus on what Allie was doing with her mouth. Meredith understood, hopping up on the bed to lie on her back. Mike gripped Allie’s head in both hands and began to thrust.

Her lips formed a perfect seal around his tortured cock. Her mouth was hot and wet and soft, providing the perfect outlet for his pent-up lust. He was wound tighter than a coiled spring, and now, finally, he could let go.

Allie didn’t try to do too much. This wasn’t a slow warmup to the main event. It wasn’t a leisurely indulgence. This was a mindless, mechanical face fucking. If she tried to take charge in any way, she would have been steamrolled by Mike’s eagerness to stretch himself now that the shackles were off.

She softened her jaw for his pumping cock, and he took advantage. Sinking his fingers into her scalp, he pulled in time with each thrust, basking in the warmth of her mouth, the look in her eyes, and the resistance at the back of her throat. The feeling of his balls slapping against her chin was freedom, and the wet gagging coming from her throat was power. This first release was approaching like a freight train.

Holding her face tightly to his groin, he finally, finally, let go. He throbbed into her slack throat while her tongue caressed the underside of his length and encouraged him to keep going. He unloaded a river, and Allie swallowed and coughed until she couldn’t take anymore, and still he kept going. His cum leaked from her mouth, over her chin and onto her naked chest. Eventually, when he was finally spent, his grip on her head weakened. But she still held him in her mouth, bringing him down gently, unwilling to let go now that he’d finally given in.

But that first release was just to take the edge off. No one was under the illusion that anything was finished. Not by a mile.

Meredith’s open legs and her glistening, swollen pussy was calling. Before he’d even finished twitching, he pulled his still-leaking cock from Allie’s mouth and thrust into Meredith’s sex. He didn’t have the patience to start slow. He didn’t have the restraint to ease in. She was sopping wet, and his hips slammed into her ass on the first thrust. Mike gripped her waist and let the shadow consume him.

Somewhere, as if from another planet, he recognized the faint sound of a door opening and closing.

Meredith’s pussy was exactly what he needed. Like Allie’s mouth, it was hot and wet and welcoming. The difference was now he could pound away without fear of choking her. He fucked her at a driving pace. Meredith melted into a smiling, euphoric toy as he used her, which was just what they both needed right now. They’d done enough talking. His wishes were known and discarded; their permission granted. Allie’s mouth was just an appetizer, and Meredith’s molten pussy was exactly what he wanted for the second course. Her legs dangled helplessly on either side of his waist as she let herself be used.

A pair of hands touched his shoulders. He turned to see who the newcomer was and gasped as Emma filled his vision. But it only interrupted his rhythmic pounding for a beat. Nothing would stop him now. Now that he’d finally given in to the darkness, he wouldn’t come back to the light so easily. If the building was on fire, he would go down fucking Meredith.

He kissed Emma, hard, driving his tongue into her mouth and drawing a lusty moan from her throat. But she pulled away and guided his attention back to the vision of carnal lust spread before him. The gesture said, ‘don’t stop now, stupid.’ Mike complied, turning his attention back to Meredith’s bouncing tits and velvety pussy while Emma hugged him from behind.

He kept the driving beat of their clapping hips steady and ferocious. A moment later, Meredith’s back arched. Her toes curled. Her legs squeezed his waist and her heels spurred him on. She began to tremble as he continued thrusting between her open legs. Just as her whole body clenched, Allie climbed onto the bed and kissed her with an open mouth.

The sight of his first orgasm leaking from their sloppy kiss made his eyes go wide. The sound of Meredith’s muffled scream into Allie’s cum-filled mouth pushed him over the edge again.

His pounding became erratic. The beat faltered. The pressure grew and grew until he couldn’t hold back anymore, driving one final time as hard and deep as he could, before letting go. A sound came from his throat, somewhere between a growl and a sigh, as he flooded into Meredith, relieving the pressure one throbbing twitch at a time.

This time, Mike paused to catch his breath when he was finished. While he basked in the afterglow, he was looking forward to what came next. Emma released her embrace from behind. With a finger on his chin, she turned his face until less than an inch separated them. Her breath tickled his lips, and he could see the faint dusting of freckles beneath her brown eyes.

When she kissed him, it was full of both love and relief. They lingered in that kiss for a time, his cock in Meredith’s pussy, his tongue in Emma’s mouth, until it ran its course and they both needed more. Her parted lips were wet and glossy, and her eyes held the same fevered look he saw in his other partners.

“Mike?” she asked, taking a small step back. “Fuck me?”

He looked her in the eye while he panted, like a wild animal eyeing its next meal.

She peeled her shirt over her head in one smooth motion. “Please?”

How could he say no to that? He finally pulled himself from Meredith’s sopping heat, which earned him a disappointed groan. But if Emma thought he was going to be gentle she was mistaken. This wasn’t the time for intimate cuddling or teasing foreplay.

She yelped as he pushed her toward the bed. Then again when he forced her face down into the sheets. Her bra landed unceremoniously on the floor. Her panties fell next to it an instant later. For a second, Mike paused to appreciate the sight of her naked and bent before him. But just a second. Then he nudged her feet wider apart and spanked her bare ass, drawing a third yelp of surprise.

After back to back orgasms, Mike didn’t just immediately shove himself in and go to town. He slid his still rock-hard length along her slit, working the head against her lips until she was wet enough. Then he slowly eased in. Once his hips were pressing into her ass and he was buried to the hilt, he held still, giving her a chance to adjust.

He set his hands on her lower back to massage the tension there. His thumbs moved up along either side of her spine, earning a soft groan. But when he reached her shoulders he couldn’t hold back anymore and took a firm grip. He pulled out half his length, then pushed back in, making her gasp. Then again. And again. Each one a little harder than the last, until his hips were firmly pounding against her ass.

In this position, he could really lean into the feeling of dominance. Seeing his gorgeous friend bent over submissively before him made his blood run hot.

He pulled back on her shoulders while he fucked her, arching her back. Each thrust sent tremors through her body. Each pull lifted her from the bed slightly, only to be forced back down an instant later. For a second, Mike worried he was being too rough. But the dreamy look on Meredith’s face and the way Emma was moaning into the sheets was reassuring. This was what they asked for. What they wanted. No, not wanted. Needed. That’s what they said.

Allie climbed into bed. She put her back against the wall and spread her legs until her glistening pussy was waiting just a few inches from Emma’s face. The darker woman slid down further, shimmying her hips until Mike’s thrusts were pushing Emma’s face into her pussy.

“Yeah, lick it bitch,” Allie taunted.

Emma scoffed and turned away.

“Shut up,” Mike growled.

“What the fuck?” Allie was indignant. “After you came in my mouth and I still haven’t had that dick yet, I can’t even get my pussy licked?”

“Mhf… go… unh… away,” Emma managed.

The conversation was distracting. Mike pushed on the back of Emma’s head and ordered, “Do it.”

With a dirty look over her shoulder, which was met with uncaring rapture, Emma reached her tongue out and began tentatively licking Allie’s slit. That earned her a long sigh, and Allie slid down further, forcing the issue. Annoyed at Emma’s hesitance, Mike pushed on her head harder this time until she was being suffocated by Allie’s pussy.

After that, his focus was entirely on the ass before him, and the way it rippled when he slammed into it. Emma was so tight. She had the slim build of a model. He gripped her hips until her soft skin dimpled under his fingers and ravished her.

Another thing he loved about this position were all the options it presented. When he wanted to grope Emma’s small tits, he simply pulled her up off the bed and reached forward to palm them.

“God dammit,” Allie whined. “Just when she was getting good.” Her pussy was pink and swollen and her hips were moving in little circles.

“I said,” he growled. “Shut. Up.”

The look he got in reply was a smoldering challenge. They were both looking forward to crossing that bridge, but not yet. So, in the meantime, she shut up. Meanwhile, Mike freely explored Emma’s body, groping as he pleased. Her tits were soft and perky, and he took the opportunity to pinch and squeeze until she whimpered. Just like her hips, her belly was trim and tight. His fingers drifted between her legs and teased where his length was sliding in and out.

His curiosity satisfied, it was time to get back to business. He pushed Emma down again, but this time followed her, so his chest stayed pressed to her back, and he loomed over her possessively. It was the most brazen show of dominance yet, and it sent fire through his veins. Allie’s glossy pussy was right in front of their faces.

“I want to watch you lick it,” he growled in Emma’s ear. Hesitancy gone, her tongue snaked out until the tip touched the very bottom of Allie’s slit. Mike stopped to watch it flattened and begin a long, slow, luxurious lick up Allie’s slick folds.

When her tongue finished circling Allie’s clit, she turned to Mike, looked at him innocently, and whispered in that accent he loved, “Sorry, did you mean your cock?” Then she winked.

That sight and that look and those words drove him wild, and he began rutting like an animal. Held in place by his weight, Emma just laid there and took it. The new pace seemed to trigger something, and she was clearly approaching a very imminent finish line. Moments later, she began gasping, “Oh… oh… Mike… I’m … oh!” Her eyes squeezed shut and her face twisted in surprised bliss as her shuddering orgasm began.

The sight sent Mike over the edge too. He held Emma tight and started pumping into her with glorious freedom, thrusting as hard and as deep as he could, until all he had left was heavy, panting breaths.

Eventually, after what felt like an hour-long orgasm, he rose to his elbows to take some of the weight off his friend. He placed tender kisses along her back while he pushed the last of his release into her pussy.

“Guess that’s it,” Allie sneered. Mike looked up to see her glaring back at him. “You’re probably done.” He rolled Emma onto her back so she lay panting next to Meredith, clearing the space in front of him. “Nothing left for-”

Allie squealed when Mike grabbed her ankles and dragged her to the edge of the bed. He put his hand around her neck until she stopped fighting. Then, holding her by the throat, he leaned down and kissed her, soft and long and deep.

He tried to convey as much tenderness and warmth as he could, pouring his heart into it, letting her know what she meant to him. It couldn’t all be rough and rude. He needed to make it clear that there was real affection there, too. Unlike Emma and Meredith, he hadn’t spent much quality time with Allie. That would have to change. Just not right now. When he pulled back, she looked surprised at his tenderness. Point made, he picked her up and carried her to the wall.

“Oh fuck,” Allie gasped.

After the show of warmth, Mike’s sudden manhandling caught her off guard. With a simple shifting of his hips, he buried his cock in her pussy, all the way. Like the others, she was hot and wet and ready. Unlike the others, he took her long and slow. He took his time, grinding instead of pounding. They looked into each other’s eyes through the slow fucking, and hers held surprised appreciation. They let him know when she was about to ask for more.

“Can you-”

He cut her off with another kiss. Allie’s mouth quickly opened, and their tongues met. It was hot and deep and searing. But even after finishing three times already, Mike couldn’t hold back for long. Luckily, Allie didn’t want him to.

She had a body that swimsuit models would kill for, and Mike had the urge to be selfish with it. Her full, soft tits pillowed against his chest. Her toned, athletic legs wrapped around his waist. Her flawless, round ass filled his hands perfectly. Allie spent a ton of time at the gym and paid attention to what she ate. She had just the right amount of toned definition, with tits bigger than he could easily handle. Fucking her felt like a privilege.

He felt every little whimper and moan in his mouth as he nailed her to the wall. Those were especially rewarding, because he knew she wouldn’t be making those sounds if she could help it. Allie liked making him work to get her off. But his relentless pace didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath, each thrust inching her closer to bliss.

The signs quickly followed. Whimpering lengthened into a long moan that wouldn’t end. Her tongue fell still in his mouth. Her tits pushed into his chest as she arched her back. Then the spasms started. Through it all, he kept up an unyielding pace. He drove her through her orgasm until it peaked, and then down the other side. When her limbs relaxed and her mouth slackened, he finally let go of the kiss.

A dreamy smile spread over her face. Allie was limp in his arms. He didn’t want her to collapse and hurt herself, so he carefully set her down on the floor as she rode out the final throes of her climax.

But Mike hadn’t finished yet. He was hard as ever and needed his own satisfaction. The image of Allie melting into a puddle at his feet darkened the shadow hanging over his thoughts. Allie looked up at him with a mile-long stare while she brought herself down with her fingers. When her senses returned, the look in her eyes shifted from sleepy bliss to focused and daring. She raised an eyebrow at his still-hard cock waving above her. The look seemed to ask,‘do you have the balls?’

Mike began stroking himself. Allie smiled and licked her lips while she writhed at his feet. She squeezed her tits with one hand while the other continued rubbing her clit. Seeing his gaze drift south, she opened her legs wide, encouraging him to watch. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.

When their eyes met, something in Allie changed. A switch flipped. She began to moan, alternating between chewing her lower lip and opening her mouth wide. Her breathing became ragged. Her hips thrust into the air. She pinched her nipples as her other hand drove two fingers in and out of her sopping pussy.

She was deliberately putting on a show. With an image of carnal sin at his feet, it didn’t take long to reach another climax. A rope of cum splattered over Allie’s face and open mouth. Another landed on her neck. The third glazed her perfect tits. Her smoldering eyes made him buck wildly. The fourth landed on her belly. The last few throbs trickled over her pussy and the hand rubbing there until she was covered.

Finally, after four consecutive orgasms, Mike was spent. The room started spinning, and he had to hold the wall to stay upright. He closed his eyes and was focusing on not passing out when a soft, gentle mouth took in his flagging cock. When he looked down, Allie was staring up at him. Her dark eyes held the same affection they’d shared earlier, though her face was splattered and an inch of his cock was protruding from her lips. Gently, lovingly, she cleaned his length until she felt the job was done, then finished with a tender kiss on the tip, never taking her eyes off his.

Mike barely made it to the bed before passing out.