A Dark Love |Under Construction|

Chapter 40

As Beel and I turned to face the hallway, we were met with the sight of Bell standing before us, his chiseled torso on full display. His eyes seemed vacant, his expression a mask of indifference, yet I found myself captivated by the defined contours of his abs. I was so entranced that I forgot Beel was even there until he spoke up, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Want to join in, Bell? I don't mind, but..."

Before Bell could respond, Beel's head pressed against me, his touch sending a jolt of excitement through my body. My entrance throbbed with anticipation as he gazed into my eyes, a sly smirk spreading across his face.

"...I get this end," he whispered, his voice low and husky.

My mind was still foggy, but my body ached with desire, yearning for the release of pent-up energy that this threesome promised. I felt a thrill run through me as Bell replied, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Fine... with me."

Beel lifted me off the wall, and I stumbled forward, my body protesting the sudden movement. He set me on his broad right shoulder, the motion sending a pang of discomfort through me. As we made our way into the bedroom, I gazed blankly at the floor, my thoughts consumed by the promise of pleasure to come.

Bell's gentle touch lifted my chin, and I met his gaze, my heart skipping a beat as he spoke, his voice dripping with desire.

"I... can't wait... to fuck that... cute, little mouth." His devilish smirk sent shivers down my spine, and I felt an overwhelming urge to kiss him.

In an instant, Beel swept me off his shoulder, laying me gently on Bell's bed. Bell crawled towards me, his movements fluid and predatory, while Beel shed his shirt, revealing a physique that left me breathless. His chest was wide and chiseled, every muscle ripple visible beneath his skin. Scars marred his body, a testament to a history of rough and tumble encounters.

I was lost in the majesty of Beel's physique, my gaze drinking in every detail, when Bell's rough lips claimed mine. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the passion that ignited between us. His tongue slid into my mouth, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, our kiss deepening as we lost ourselves in the moment.

I tore my lips away from Bell's, gasping for air as Beel's massive head rubbed against my entrance, sending shivers down my spine. I gazed down, meeting Beel's ravenous eyes, his hunger for me palpable.

"Mmm... Kota... you're so wet..." Beel's voice was a low growl, his words dripping with desire as he continued to tease me, his touch sending me to the edge of sanity.

I bit down on my lip, my body screaming for him to fill me, but before I could beg, Bell's teeth sank into my neck, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. His tongue rasped against my skin, followed by the intense suction of his mouth. His hand ravaged my chest, his fingers closing around my nipple like a vice, twisting it until I was panting, my moans echoing through the air.

Just as I thought I couldn't take anymore, Beel began to push inside me, his girthy shaft stretching me to the limit. I screamed, my voice hoarse from the intense pleasure, "Nnnn... Ah... Ahhhhhh!"

Beel groaned, his breath hot against my skin as he slowly, torturously, filled me. I squirmed, my body writhing beneath him, desperate for more. Bell caught my face, his lips crashing down on mine, his tongue shoving deep into my mouth. I moaned, drool sliding down my chin as we devoured each other, our breathing heavy, our hunger for each other insatiable.

As Beel pushed deeper, I tensed, my body coiling around him like a spring. He growled, his words a husky whisper, "Ngh...! Kota...! It feels amazing... how you're tightening around me...!"