Page 102 of Pretty Ruthless Monsters: Complete Series

I turn her over, pushing her down onto her hands and knees.

Her ass is a work of art, and I can’t resist slapping one cheek, then the other, leaving my mark here on her perfect skin, if only for a little while.

She grinds back against me, her hips moving in a seductive rhythm that has my cock twitching.

I yank my own clothes off in a hurry, my impatience burning through me. I want to feel her around me, taking me deep as I pound into her until we both forget our own names.

“You like that, vicious?” I growl, my voice husky. “You like it when I spank you?”

“Yes,” she gasps without hesitating as she pushes her ass back against me. “I do. Fuck you, I do.”

I can hear the bite of anger in her voice, laced with arousal, and it makes a savage smile tug at my lips. I slap her ass again, loving the way the sound echoes in the otherwise silent room. “You’re mine now, you hear me? All mine.”

“Yours,” she moans, pushing back even more insistently, almost frantically. “Fuck me, Atlas.”

I position myself at her entrance, rubbing the head of my cock against her wet heat. “Say it again,” I demand, my voice harsh. “Say I can take what’s mine.”

“Take it,” she groans. “Fucking hell, just take it.”

That’s what I’ve been waiting to hear. With a sharp thrust, I drive into her, burying myself to the hilt. We both groan at the sensation, the feeling of finally being joined together after too damn long apart.

I pull out and slam back into her, setting a relentless pace. I’m rougher than I’ve ever been before, but she takes it. She takes all of me, crying out and begging for more. Her walls pulse and flutter around me, milking my cock as I pound into her.

“That’s it,” I growl, reaching around to pinch and tug her nipple. “Take it all. Soak my fucking cock.”

“Oh god,” she gasps, thrusting back against me. “Yes, yes, yes. Harder, Atlas. Fuck me harder.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I grab her hips and slam into her with everything I’ve got, driving us both toward the edge. It’s like we’re possessed, our bodies moving in perfect sync as we seek our release.

“You like it rough, don’t you?” I pant, slapping her ass again. “You like it when I take what’s mine?”

“Yes,” she cries out, her voice hoarse. “Goddammit, yes! Don’t fucking stop.”

I oblige, pounding into her with wild abandon. I can feel the orgasm building inside me, a coiled spring ready to snap. But I hold on, wanting to take her with me.

I feel like I’m possessed. Like I’m having some kind of out-of-body experience.

Her encouragement only makes me want to fuck her harder, until we’re both sore and exhausted and unable to give voice to even a single word of regret when it’s all over.

Regret that I can already feel bubbling up inside me, even as I lose myself in her perfect fucking pussy.

Yeah, she’ll probably go right back to hating me when it’s over. Hell, I already hate myself a little for what we’re doing. But I don’t care. Not right now, when I’m still balls deep inside her.

With a fierce grimace, I slide out of her heat and flip her onto her knees. Standing, I grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head back, looking down at her with all kinds of dark thoughts running through my mind.

“Get on your knees,” I growl, even though she’s already there and not putting up a fight. “I’m gonna fuck every one of your holes.”

Her mouth opens like she’s going to say something, but I don’t give her any time to get the words out. I don’t need to hear her right now, not while I’m still so close to coming that I can barely even think straight.

I position myself at her lips, my cock twitching with anticipation. “Suck it,” I demand, my voice harsh and commanding. “Show me how much you need it.”

Her lips part and her tongue snakes out, swirling around the head of my cock. I groan at the sensation, my hand tightening in her hair as I guide myself into her warm, wet mouth.

“That’s it,” I grunt, my hips rocking gently as I start to fuck her face. “Take it all. Every fucking inch.”

She does as she’s told, her lips wrapping tightly around me as she bobs her head up and down. She winces, no doubt from an aching jaw, but she doesn’t pull away. Instead, she actually—surprisingly—relaxes for me, opening herself up and letting me take control.

The sight of her there, on her knees, taking me deep—it’s more than I can bear. I thread my fingers through her hair, holding her in place as I thrust into her mouth, my hips moving in a steady rhythm.

“You like that, don’t you?” I murmur, my eyes hooded as I watch her take me deep. “You like being on your knees for me.”

She moans her answer, the vibrations shooting straight to my cock. I groan, my hands tightening in her hair as I thrust a little harder, a little faster.

I’m trying to hold back, but I’m closer than I thought, the pressure building until I’m about to explode.

Instead, I pull out again, my cock slick with her saliva, and position her on her hands and knees. She’s beautiful like this, so fucking alluring, and it’s taking every ounce of my control not to just sink back into her pussy and finish what I started.

But I have other plans.

Coating my cock with her arousal, I slide a finger into her ass, watching her face as her eyes go wide. She clearly wasn’t expecting this, and the thought of taking her like this sends a jolt of pure lust through me.

“You ready for me to fuck you here too?” I ask, my voice hoarse. “Ready to take my cock up your pretty little ass?”

“I-I don’t—” she starts to say, but her words turn into a breathy moan as I slowly start to add a second finger. “Oh, fuck, Atlas. Fuck, fuck, fuck. You’re stretching me.”

“You like it. You want me to stretch you, to fill you up with my cum. Say it.”

She hesitates until I pull both fingers almost all the way out and then slide them home again, all the way down to my knuckles. “Say it.”

“Yes. God, yes. I need it. I want it. It feels so— fuck .”

Hearing those words, that admission, sends a rush of feral possessiveness through me. Still, I can’t help but tease her after all the times she’s teased me. “You sure about that? It’s gonna hurt.”

“I don’t care.” She pushes back against my fingers, breathing hard. “I liked it when Killian did it. I like the pain. I want you to fuck me. All of me. Every hole.”

My balls draw up tight, arousal buzzing through my veins. If I don’t get inside her soon, I’m gonna spray my load all over the gorgeous curves of her ass—but I want to hear her say one more thing first.

“Beg for it,” I demand, my voice rough. “Tell me how badly you want my cock in your ass. My cock. Not anyone else’s.”

There’s a moment of silence, broken only by our harsh breathing. Then Quinn draws in a deep breath, her shoulders rising and falling.

“Please,” she whispers, so low I almost don’t hear it. “ Please . Fuck me.”

Withdrawing my fingers, I position myself at her tight back hole. I can feel her tensing, her body bracing for what’s about to come.

Slowly, I press inside, inch by inch, until I’m buried deep within her. She moans, her body tensing and relaxing a little as she starts to adjust to the sensation.

“You feel that?” I growl, gripping her hips tighter with both hands. “You feel how deep I am inside you?”

“Yes,” she gasps, her voice shaky. “It’s too much. It’s?—”

“It’s perfect,” I cut in, starting to move.

I set a slow, steady pace, wanting to take my time with this, to make it last. “You’re taking me so fucking good.” I lean down, my mouth close to her ear. “You like it in the ass, vicious? You like it rough?”

“Yes,” she moans, pushing back against me. “Oh, god, yes. It’s so good.”

I pull out and thrust back in, going deeper this time. I can feel her relax around me, her body fully accepting me as if her ass was made to take my cock.

“That’s it,” I grunt, my hips snapping forward. “Take it. Fucking take it all.”

She cries out, her body shaking as I pound into her. I need more though. Need to be closer to her, to feel every part of her body against mine.

I pull out and pull her to her feet so quickly that she stumbles, but I’m right here to catch her.

“Up against the wall,” I growl, pushing her toward it. “Spread your legs.”

She does as she’s told, bracing herself as I position myself behind her. I slide into her ass again, loving the way she feels, tight and hot around me.

But it’s not enough.

I reach around, my fingers finding her pussy. I start to move in time with my thrusts, fucking her ass with my cock and her pussy with my fingers.

“You like that?” I groan, my body slick with sweat. “You like both of these tight little holes being used like this?”

“Yes,” she pants, her head thrown back. “You know I do. It’s too much. I can’t?—”

I curl my fingers, seeking out that sweet spot inside her, and her words turn into a moan. “You can take it. You’re gonna take everything I decide to give you.”

Her walls pulse and flutter around my fingers, and I know she’s close. I thrust a few more times, hard and deep, and she shatters around me, crying out my name.

That’s all it takes for me to follow her over the edge. With a roar, I release, my cum filling her up as I bury myself deep inside her.

For a moment, we’re both silent, catching our breath. Then I lean down, my mouth close to her ear.

“That’s what you get,” I whisper, “when you beg.”

I expect her to come back at me with some smart-ass remark, but instead, I feel her relax against me.

Her breathing slowly returns to normal as she leans back, resting her head on my shoulder.

I close my eyes, just enjoying the silence and the feel of her in my arms. These few seconds of peace are almost as good as everything that came before.

Almost.

Quinn’s breath hitches and her entire body tenses in my arms, bringing my wandering thoughts back to cold, hard reality with a snap that I swear I can almost hear.

My own muscles tightening possessively around her, I follow her open-mouthed stare until I see the problem.

We’ve been caught.