Page 121 of Pretty Ruthless Monsters: Complete Series

Once he opens up, he kisses me the same way he fucks. Punishing. Ravenous. Without mercy. His tongue invades my mouth, claiming every inch as his own. There’s a desperation to his movements, a hunger that seems impossible to satisfy.

I moan into his mouth, my body melting against his as he devours me. His teeth graze my lower lip, nipping hard enough to sting before his tongue soothes the bite. It’s overwhelming, intoxicating, and I find myself getting lost in the sensation.

Killian’s grip on my hair tightens, holding me in place as he plunders my mouth. He’s not gentle, not careful. He takes what he wants with a ferocity that leaves me breathless and weak.

I clutch at his shoulders, desperate for something to anchor me as the world spins around us. The kiss deepens even further, if that’s possible, and I can feel Killian pouring years of pent-up desire into this single moment.

Atlas steps closer, his hand moving down my stomach and inside the waistband of my jeans until his fingers start to tease at my panties.

Nico joins the three of us, undoing my pants a little and sliding his hand in alongside Atlas’s.

As Atlas dips a finger into my pussy, Nico’s fingertips brush my clit again and again, sending sparks shooting through my body.

“Yeah, you like having both of us do this, don’t you?” Atlas murmurs, his voice thick with desire. “You feel so fucking good. So wet.”

“That’s right,” Nico adds. “Keep kissing Killian while we take care of you. Gonna make you come with our hands, then our mouths, then our cocks.”

I moan as Killian’s kiss consumes me, his tongue tangling with mine, stealing my breath away. My body is on fire, the pleasure coiling so tightly that I know I won’t last long.

Nico’s fingers move faster, more firmly, knowing exactly how to push me over the edge. “That’s it. Just let go. Come for us.”

I whimper into Killian’s mouth as the pleasure explodes, my body writhing between them. Their fingers work in perfect unison, stroking and teasing, drawing out the sensations as I shatter.

Kissing Killian, I ride out the waves, my hands clutching his shoulders as I whimper and moan. Nico and Atlas show no sign of stopping—they keep working me through the aftershocks, dragging out the pleasure until I’m a quivering mess.

Finally, Killian and I break apart, our lips swollen, our breathing ragged. I’m still trembling as he brushes a strand of hair from my face, his thumb gently tracing my jaw.

“Now I’m the one who’s ruined,” he says, a soft smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“You did that to him, mia cara.” Nico’s voice is a satisfied hum. “Just you.”

I glance at Killian, my eyes searching his. “I didn’t mean to?—”

He silences me with a finger on my lips. “This is exactly what I want.”

It’s exactly what I want too.

But I also want more. I reach for the waistband of his pants, ready to take what I need, to feel them all inside me. But Killian catches my hand, his eyes softening as he shakes his head.

I frown, not understanding. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” Nico’s hand comes to rest on my shoulder, his touch surprisingly gentle. “It’s just… you’ve been through a lot tonight, Quinn. Your body is already bruised and exhausted.”

Atlas nods, frowning. “And you know we don’t fuck gently. Ever. It’s not that we don’t want you, vicious. Because, Christ, we do. It’s just… maybe tonight isn’t the best time.”

I stare at them, a mix of emotions swirling inside me.

Their concern, their desire to protect me—it’s unexpected and strangely touching.

For a moment, I’m transported back to when I was a little girl, feeling safe and cared for by my dad.

It’s been so long since anyone’s looked out for me like this.

This is new territory for me—men who want me, but also want to take care of me. I don’t quite know what to make of it. With anyone else, I probably wouldn’t even believe the words, but with these three?

I don’t want to stop. Not now. Not when I’m finally here with them, when everything I’ve dreamed about is within reach.

I take a deep breath, steadying myself. A smirk plays at the corners of my mouth as I meet their concerned looks.

“You guys are sweet,” I murmur. “But trust me, I can handle it. I like pain.” I step closer to Killian, running my hand down his chest. “You can’t hurt me more than what I crave.”

His eyes darken at my words, desire warring with concern. I can see the moment when lust starts to win out.

“Are you sure?” Atlas asks, his voice strained.

I nod, my smile widening. “I’m sure. I want this. I want you. All of you.”

Nico’s hand tightens on my shoulder. “If it gets to be too much…”

“I’ll tell you,” I promise. “But it won’t be.”

Something lights in Killian’s eyes, and he exchanges a look with Nico, giving a subtle nod. The air in the room shifts, tension coiling like a spring ready to snap.

Killian turns back to me, his gaze intense. “Remember your safe word, siren,” he says, his voice low and gravelly. “Use it if you need to.”

I nod, my heart racing with anticipation. “I remember.”

He holds my gaze for a moment longer, as if searching for any hesitation. Finding none, he moves suddenly, his hands gripping my waist as he lifts me effortlessly. In one fluid motion, he lays me out on the bed, my back hitting the soft mattress.

Killian looms over me, his body a solid wall of muscle and heat. His eyes roam over me, drinking in every detail. I can see the hunger there, barely restrained, and it sends a shiver of excitement through me.

“Last chance to back out,” he says, his fingers tracing a light path down my arm.

I shake my head, my voice steady as I reply, “I’m not backing out. I want this.”

A slow, predatory smile spreads across his face. “Good,” he growls, “because we’re going to ruin you, siren. In all the best ways.”

Killian doesn’t keep me waiting. He quickly strips away my remaining clothes, leaving me completely naked and exposed.

“Look at you, all spread out for us.” Killian’s voice is a low rumble, filled with satisfaction. “You remember the first time I tasted your pussy? Fuck, you were so sweet. So wet. But you held back, didn’t you? Not this time. You understand?”

I swallow, my heart pounding as I nod.

He reaches for my wrist, pinning it above my head with one hand as he presses a kiss to my inner elbow, his breath warm on my skin. “You’re ours now. Our beautiful little siren.”

Before I can respond, his mouth is on mine, his kiss demanding and possessive. His free hand roams my body, gripping my hip, then sliding down to squeeze my thigh before pulling my leg up to hook over his hip.

I gasp into his mouth as I feel his hardness against my thigh, straining against his pants. He grinds against me, his lips never leaving mine as he teases my entrance, but never enters. His thumb finds my clit, stroking firmly, sending shocks of pleasure through me.

I moan, my body arching off the bed, seeking more. But Killian’s hand on my wrist holds me in place, controlling my movements, making me feel truly helpless for the first time.

He pulls away, his eyes burning into mine. “That’s it. Let us see how much you need it. Beg if you have to.”

I shake my head, breathless. “Not going to?—”

But before I can finish, Killian releases my wrist and trails his hand all the way down my body, his fingers slipping between my folds. He teases my entrance, circling, but never entering. My hips buck involuntarily, seeking the release I so desperately need.

“So wet, siren. So ready.” Killian’s voice is a dark murmur. “You’ve always been greedy for us, haven’t you? For our cocks. Our fingers. Our mouths.”

I bite my lip, unable to speak, my body thrumming.

He chuckles, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “That’s right. You don’t have to say it. We know.”

He presses a finger inside me, filling me slowly, his thumb still working my clit. “Tonight, you’re gonna scream our names. Over and over and over again.”

As if on cue, I feel another hand on my other thigh, stroking lightly. Then Nico’s rough voice growls, “Gonna fuck you so hard, mia cara. You’re not gonna walk right for a fucking week.”

With my legs spread wide, Killian keeps me open and exposed for Nico, who traces feathery kisses along my inner thigh, his breath hot on my skin. “You taste as sweet as I remember. Like candy.”

Killian’s fingers continue to tease me, slipping in and out, but never giving me what I crave. “She’s tight, Nico. Already clenching around my fingers. Can’t wait to feel that around my cock.”

Nico’s tongue flickers out, teasing my entrance, making me squirm. “We’re all gonna take a turn in that sweet pussy. But I want a taste first.”

Killian chuckles, then releases my leg, leaving me completely open and vulnerable to Nico’s mouth. “All yours.”

Nico’s tongue delves into me, lapping at my juices, his fingers joining Killian’s to stretch me, to make me ready for them.

“Fuck, she tastes incredible.” Nico mutters between licks. “Like the sweetest dessert.”

“Lucky us,” Killian agrees, his thumb brushing circles around my clit.

Their fingers and tongues work in tandem, sending me spiraling toward oblivion. I moan, my body twisting beneath them as the pleasure builds.

But then, suddenly, they stop, leaving me teetering on the edge.

“Not yet,” Nico whispers. “We’re not done playing yet.”

I whimper, my body desperately seeking release.

Anxious for more, I reach for Killian, my body still trembling. But he sits back on his heels, watching with hooded eyes as Atlas takes his place.

Atlas’s fingers gently pry my thighs apart, and his mouth hovers just above my core. I hold my breath, anticipating the feel of his tongue.

“Fuck yes, vicious,” Atlas growls. “Keep your legs open for me. Let us see how much you want it.”

Atlas’s breath tickles my sensitive skin as he inhales sharply, savoring my scent. “Always so fucking wet. So eager.”

His tongue flicks out, teasing my clit, and my hips buck off the bed, seeking more. He chuckles, the vibrations sending spikes of pleasure through me.

“You like that, don’t you?” he murmurs, his mouth so close I can feel his lips against my skin.

“Yes,” I whisper, my voice hoarse.

His tongue dives into me, lapping at me, and I moan as my body arches into his touch. His fingers join in, stretching me, filling me, as his mouth works its magic.

Killian’s hand gently pushes my shoulder, coaxing me to roll onto my stomach. “On your knees for Atlas, siren,” he commands.

I obey, positioning myself on all fours, my ass in the air, as Atlas continues his oral assault. He nips at my clit, then soothes it with his tongue, driving me wild.

His fingers curl inside me, hitting a spot that makes my breath catch. I cry out, my body tensing as he works me with his fingers and mouth in perfect unison.

“That’s it. Come for him.” Killian’s voice is firm, urging me on.

And I do. My body shakes uncontrollably as the orgasm tears through me, but they don’t let me recover.

Killian pulls Atlas away, his fingers immediately taking his place.

He stretches me, scissoring his fingers as he thrusts them in and out, his thumb never stopping its relentless assault on my clit.

I cry out, my body still sensitive from my previous release. “Fuck, Killian! I can’t?—”

“Yes you can. Come again. For me this time.” His voice is demanding, leaving no room for argument.

And somehow, I do. My body convulses, pleasure washing over me in waves as Killian brings me to another shattering climax.

But they’re not done with me yet. Nico takes Killian’s place, his mouth going to work on my sensitive clit as his fingers slip inside me, stretching and filling me all over again.

“That’s it, mia cara. Let it go. Give it to me.” Nico’s voice is a soft encouragement, urging me on.

I can’t hold back anymore. My body trembles as a third orgasm crashes over me, my cries echoing off the walls.

Nico continues to lap at me, his tongue never still as he draws out the sensations until I’m reduced to a quivering mess.

I’m still trembling from the intensity of my last orgasm when Killian’s hand grips my hip, steadying me. His touch is firm, grounding me as the aftershocks ripple through my body.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice low and appreciative. “Three orgasms and you’re still hungry for more, aren’t you?”

I can only whimper in response, my mind hazy with pleasure.

Killian chuckles, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “Oh, siren. You can take so much more than that. And you’re gonna take it all.”

In spite of my body’s exhaustion, I find myself craving more, wanting to prove him right.

“Please,” I manage to gasp out, pushing my hips back toward him.

“That’s it,” he growls. “Beg for it.”

I feel his hands on my hips, lifting them slightly, positioning me. The head of his cock teases my entrance, and I hold my breath in anticipation.

“Ready?” he asks, his voice strained with barely contained desire.

I nod frantically, beyond words at this point.

Without saying anything else Killian drives into me in one powerful thrust. I cry out at the sudden fullness, my body stretching to accommodate him.

“Fuck,” he hisses through gritted teeth. “So tight. So perfect.”

He stills for a moment, allowing me to adjust to his size. Then, gripping my hips tightly, he begins to move.