(BL) The Villain wants a Divorce!

Cass, with the help of Lucian, slowly rubbed the tip of his cock against Edgar’s entrance. Edgar wiggled, letting out a soft, needy moan that had Cass’ balls draw up. Fuck.

He didn’t stop though, he kept going and when the tip of his cock finally pushed in, Cass felt he was experiencing something he would never, ever, forget.

Edgar was so warm. So tight, a little wet, a little dry, but Cass was still leaking. He didn’t worry for a second that he was going to hurt Edgar since he planned to fill him up with seed. Cass couldn’t help the needy sound that left his own lips, Lucian’s tongue still on his throat. He pulled his hand away, letting nature take its course as Cass found himself pushing himself in deeper. He couldn’t take his eyes away from the way his cock was disappearing inside of Edgar.

Holy. Shit.

He never expected that it would be this overwhelming. Edgar was squeezing his cock so tightly, rippling over him in a way that Cass couldn’t even fully describe. It felt so fucking good, so warm. Cass shuddered, his cock flexing inside of Edgar, swelling to fill him more. Edgar let out a choked sound, his hands reaching for Cass desperately.

”Cass, oh gods, you feel so fucking good. Oh gods, you’re stretching me inside. I think I can feel you inside of my stomach.” Edgar choked and Cass knew that he might feel that now, but once Lucian got his hands on him....

Cass chuckled, his smile paper thin as he tried to deal with all of the pleasure running through his body. Edgar’s hands grabbed at Cass, pulling him in closer, forcing that final inch that Cass hadn’t gone fully in as Edgar sunk his fingers into Cass’ hair. He pulled him away from Lucian, or Cass thought he had as Edgar swallowed his mouth in a heated kiss.

It melted Cass’ mind.

His ass was full, his cock was buried deep and his mouth was captured in a kiss so hot and sweet that he could cum at any fucking moment and he was sure he was going to cum a fountain.

Then, Lucian pressed in from behind. His weight pressed down on Cass from behind, his cock rubbing against Cass’ ass, his chest warm and broad against Cass’ back.

Lucian’s breath brushed Cass’ ear, hot, dangerous as Cass felt Lucian’s own cock flex inside of him.

”Are you ready boys?” He whispered and Cass felt a shiver run down his spine. Was he ready? Cass didn’t think he’d ever be ready. However, he knew that if he said no, nothing would happen, and that seemed like a bigger crime than anything else. He couldn’t speak since he was still kissing Edgar, so it didn’t seem to matter.

Lucian pulled his cock out of Cass, nice and slow and Cass felt his loss like a blow. He hadn’t pulled out this whole time and now he was sudd-

The thought was lost as Cass whined into Edgar’s mouth, Edgar’s hands digging into Cass’ skull as he held onto him for dear life. He pulled away from the kiss, panting, his eyes glazed as he stared up at Cass.

”I’m going to get addicted to this.” Edgar breathed and Cass had never heard truer words spoken.

”Prepare yourselves. I’m just getting started.” Cass felt himself tighten around Lucian at the same time Edgar tightened around his own cock. Lucian grit his teeth, a low growl leaving his lips. Cass should have been scared. Someone growling behind you was terrifying, but it was Lucian.

Lucian’s thicker, more dangerous cock rubbed against Cass’ ass and Cass felt his cock twitch. Edgar let out a soft, shaky breath.

”Did you just cum?” He asked, pulling Cass’ attention to him. Cass, dreamy, leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against Edgar’s lips.

”I’ve been cumming this whole time, my Prince. You’re going to get a tummy ache from me.” Cass promised, his smile wide. Edgar blushed as Lucian let out a scoff.

”Let’s see how much we can get him to spill inside of you, Prince Eddie.” Edgar was about to complain, protest even, when Lucian began to thrust in earnest.

Cass was pinned between both men, a tool of pleasure for both of them, and all he could do was hold on for dear life as his body was used and abused in turn. Edgar held onto him like a vice, anchoring himself in the moment while Lucian had pulled himself up, leaving Cass’ back open to the air as he dug his hands into his hips and held him there. Lucian’s pace was brutal to a virgin.

Cass’ ass felt like it was gaping, his cock being squeezed so tightly by Edgar that he felt like it was the size of a straw. Would he tell them to stop?

Never. In fact, there was a moment when Lucian almost slipped out and Cass jerked, glaring at the man. Lucian had laughed, leaning over to pepper Cass’ spine with kisses and Cass had shuddered. He wasn’t even the one who was holding himself up. It was Lucian and Edgar who were keeping Cass upright. He felt a bit like one of those wacky inflatable things that he saw at car sales lots.

It wasn’t a pleasant thought, but one he couldn’t shake as moans left his lips, his hands practically useless, as he went between moans and chanting their names. Cass wasn’t even sure how much he’d cum. It was becoming apparent that inside or outside of heat, Cass was an endless source of cum. While he knew that was the case for most men, it did get less potent as time went on.

Cass had a sinking feeling that wasn’t the case for his twisted body, but he didn’t want to question that right now, or voice it. He was sure the damn demons would want to do a test if he said it out loud, and he wasn’t willing to sign that death warrant yet.

Instead, Cass felt himself drown. He swallowed every inch of Lucian, took every inch he could from Edgar, his nails in his hair, along his neck, his fangs nibbling but not penetrating along his throat. Cass knew that Edgar was close, knew that Lucian could cum at any moment, and knew that a bigger orgasm was coming for him.

It was cresting on the horizon, his mind hazy, but he wanted everyone to get there with him. So, he did something dangerous. He grabbed Edgar’s cock in his hand.

Edgar let out a choked sob, Cass’ name on his lips as Cass began to jerk him off in time to Lucian’s thrusts. Edgar’s cries became more panicked, more delirious. Cass drank them in.

”You can do it. Cum for me, Eddie.” Cass whispered. Edgar gave Cass a wild look, full of desire, love, and something heavier, deeper that had Cass’ own balls drawing up. Cass knew he was going to cum a few seconds before Edgar did. The air was sweet with it, making Cass’ senses feel sharp. He inhaled deeply as Edgar came, squeezing Cass’ cock so tightly there was no way he didn’t follow him.

”Oh gods!” Edgar shouted before he bit his lip deeply and blood poured down. Cass cried out, his body squeezing Lucian tightly. With a roar, Lucian came, his hot seed splattering Cass’ back and filling him up from the inside.

It was a damn mess and the trio panted, passion and heat spent, all three barely aware of their surroundings. Gideon, however, was aware, and in classic Gideon fashion, he grabbed a cloth and began to clean up Edgar’s lip, and with great affection, he licked up Lucian’s spilled seed. Cass felt something warm and wet along his spine, different from the seed that had spilt, before Gideon carefully extracted Edgar’s hands from his hair and pulled Cass’ head towards him.

Cass was surprised when Gideon kissed him, even more so as a familiar sweet and smoky flavour filled his mouth.

”That was hot.” Lucian growled. ”I’m only sad that Cass and Eddie didn’t get to see it. By the gods, Gideon, where did you learn that?” Cass was dazed from the double feeding, his mind spinning as both sides of him got their fill. He wasn’t aware of just how he was filling out, how sweetly his hips rounded, how his pecs were just a little softer, his shoulders seeming to have a sheen to them that made him sparkle when they stared at him.

How his ass now had a sweet heart shape to it. Rounded, lush, pink from Lucian’s skin slapping against it like a damn peach. His face was plumper, the bags under his eyes gone. His lips plumper. He looked like he was begging to be devoured without the heart-shaped nature of his eyes.

Gideon pulled away, licking his lips as he stared down at the man who had started all of this change in him and gave a small smile.

”Let’s just say I have some wonderful teachers, Lucy. How does Cass feel?” He asked, turning towards Lucian to show that he was speaking to him, not Cass. Lucian grunted.

”Tight. Still really fucking tight. And warm. Honestly, every time I spill my seed it’s like he swallows it up. It has to be magic since he doesn’t feel slicker on the inside. I wonder if we’ll know if he’s fully fed because he’ll stop eating?” Lucian asked and Gideon made a thoughtful noise in the back of his throat.

”It’s an interesting theory. We’ll have to see how he manages throughout the night. Eddie? How are you feeling, love?” Gideon asked. Edgar’s panting breath filled Cass’ ears, and Cass wondered how he hadn’t noticed it before.

”I can’t even put it into words.” Edgar choked out. ”I’m feeling very emotional.” He admitted and Cass turned, his eyes dazed as he released Edgar’s cock to touch his face. He winced at the hint of cum on his hand, but Edgar didn’t seem to mind. His eyes were watering, and Cass couldn’t blame him. This was a very overwhelming feeling.

”Bad?” Cass rasped, his tongue able to kiss, but not form words. Edgar shook his head lightly.

”No. Not bad. Good. Overwhelmed with good feelings. I don’t want this to end.” Edgar whispered and Cass felt a pang. End? Was it going to end?

”Edgar, this is just the beginning.” Gideon soothed, reaching out his own hand to cup the other side of his face. ”You’ve only slept with him once, not including any of us. Do you need some more?” Gideon asked, tender, loving. Edgar nodded, biting his lip again. Gideon sighed, leaning in and swallowing up the blood in a kiss so tender Cass felt embarrassed watching it. ”We’ve got you, Eddie. Take your time. We’re not leaving.” Gideon whispered and Cass realised he wasn’t the only one with baggage here.

Cass kept his hand on Edgar’s face, but turned to Lucian. He wanted to ask him to do something for him, but found that Lucian was already looking at Edgar tenderly.

”How about we let Gideon soothe Eddie and you take a break, Cass? As much as I would like to remain in you forever, I don’t want to strain your body too soon.” Lucian suggested. Cass hesitated. He liked being inside of Edgar, could do it for longer, but he knew...they needed to share.

It wouldn’t work if they didn’t.

Edgar seemed uncertain of the plan, while Gideon seemed like he would go along with whatever they wanted. Cass sighed. He didn’t respond for a moment, focusing on being able to use his tongue for something outside of sex.

”Eddie, we’re not leaving. We’ll just be over there, watching. Enjoy your time with Giddy. Cum lots.” Cass told him, brushing his hair back from his face. Edgar watched him, big blue eyes and Cass smiled. It was his turn to have a moment with Gideon.