Page 205 of Pretty Ruthless Monsters: Complete Series

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Nico growls, coming up behind me and sandwiching me between his own hard body and Killian’s.

He leans in close to my ear and whispers, “I love you too, mia cara. I love your strength and your fucking stubbornness.” His hands slide up my sides.

“I love how you fight for what’s yours. But most of all, I love that you can love both of these assholes as much as I do. ”

His mouth finds mine again, and this time the kiss is deeper and hungrier. While Nico is pouring his heart out and making me lightheaded with his kisses, Killian’s hips are pressing forward, grinding against me in a slow, deliberate motion that’s already threatening to make me come undone.

“I need you,” I gasp, my voice tight and thick with want. “I can’t wait. I need you now.”

They don’t hesitate for a second. Killian and Nico set me down, but only long enough to get my clothes off, their fingers making quick work of buttons and zippers.

Their own clothes are a tangle on the floor in seconds, shirts and pants tossed in a pile in their rush to give me everything I need.

Then Killian spins me around like a rag doll so I’m facing Atlas, but my back is still pressed firmly against Killian’s broad chest.

I shudder at the feel of being surrounded by them, trapped in the best possible way. I’ve fantasized about this so many times, dreamed of the feeling of being completely overwhelmed by them, of being at their mercy. My breath hitches as that fantasy comes to life.

“Remember that night?” Killian’s voice is in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “I watched you be fucked by Atlas while you sucked Nico’s cock. It was so fucking hot, seeing you take them both like that. Seeing them share you.”

His words send a bolt of need straight to my core. That night was fucking incredible—one of the hottest experiences of my life. But this? This is even better because they’re not holding back physically or emotionally. Not even a little.

“It was so damn hot, seeing you let go like that,” Killian continues, his hands sliding over my hips, pulling me back against his straining cock. “Letting them use you. Letting them show you just how fucking good they can make you feel.”

Atlas’s palms slide smoothly up my thighs until his thumbs are grazing the sensitive skin where my legs meet my hips.

“That’s what we’re going to do now.” His light, playful touching is completely at odds with the roughness in his tone.

“We’re going to show you again, vicious.

We’re gonna show you what it feels like to be used and fucked and loved by all three of us. ”

His hands keep moving, roaming over my skin, claiming me. I whimper, wanting more. Needing more.

Nico growls as his lips find my throat, kissing and sucking and biting just hard enough to make my head fall back against Killian’s shoulder. “We’re going to remind you that you’re ours, all ours. That wherever you go, whatever you do, you carry our mark. Our love.”

My breath hitches as Atlas’s fingers find my core, already swollen and wet with need. “And you’re going to scream our names, vicious. Just like that night.”

“You’re going to come apart for us,” Killian adds, his teeth nipping at my earlobe. “And we’re going to catch you and hold you together until you’re ready to do it all over again.”

Nico’s hands join Atlas’s between my thighs, and I can see a dozen reflections of them looking at me, seeing straight into my soul. I’m so exposed, so completely overwhelmed in the best possible way.

And I need more.

I’m surrounded by hard, muscular bodies and gently probing fingers, but it’s Killian’s growled words that are making me shake with need.

“This is what you love, isn’t it, siren? Being shared by us. Being used by three men at once, maybe more if you’ve been really good.”

I bite my lip. My skin is flushed and burning under their combined stares, but I can’t deny it. Not when I’m so fucking desperate that I could fall apart at any moment. I’d admit to anything right now, just to get what I need.

“Isn’t it?” Killian repeats, lower and more dangerous this time. “Say it. Say that you love being used by us. Tell us that you love when it hurts a little.”

“I do,” I gasp, my face flushing even as a rush of pure need shoots through me. “I love being shared and used by the three of you. Sometimes it scares me how much I love it and how badly I need it.” My voice is trembling now, but I can’t fight it anymore. “Please.”

He groans, his hand shifting to stroke over my slick folds.

“Is that what you want? To be stretched so much you can barely take it?” His fingers press inside me, making me cry out as a jolt of white-hot pleasure shoots through me.

“To be fucked so hard and so deep that you can’t help but beg for more? ”

I’m already so close that the slightest touch could make me fucking fall apart, and I can barely stand it.

“Yes,” I gasp, my fingers digging into his shoulders. I feel Nico’s hands on me too as they stretch and prepare me. “I want it. I need you both.” I can’t stop my hips from thrusting back, eager and needy even as their slow, deliberate movements drive me wild with anticipation.

Killian’s smile is primal and possessive. “Good girl. That’s so fucking good, siren. Because you’re about to take me and Nico at the same time.”