Page 207 of Pretty Ruthless Monsters: Complete Series

Atlas’s fingers dip lower, slipping between my folds to find my sensitive clit. He circles it gently, making me gasp and arch my back as a fresh wave of pleasure rolls through me.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he whispers, his hot breath fanning across my shoulder. He lowers his head, his tongue tracing a path along the curve of my neck. “So messy too. Look at all this cum leaking out of your pussy.”

My breath hitches as I look down and see his fingers sliding through the mixture of his best friends’ cum. My thighs are slick with it, and there’s still more coming out each time my muscles clench.

“You like that, don’t you?” His thumb brushes over my clit, making me buck my hips. “You like being their filthy little toy.”

“Yes,” I gasp, biting my lip as a sharp spike of need coils low in my belly.

Reading my body perfectly—just like he always does—Atlas’s hand slides lower until his middle finger is teasing the tight pucker of my ass. I moan, and my eyes flutter closed as he circles the ring of muscle.

“You want this too, don’t you?” he asks, even though I’m sure he already knows the answer. “You want my cock in your ass since they’ve already had your pussy.”

It isn’t a question anymore, and there’s no point in denying it when I really do want it so damn bad.

“Yes,” I choke out, my cheeks burning. “Please, Atlas. Fuck my ass. I need you inside me.”

He leans in, and I feel him smile against my neck as his finger gently presses against my entrance. I hiss as he slowly pushes inside, stretching me open. It’s been a while, and the burn is intense, but it only adds to my pleasure.

“You’re so tight here too,” he growls, his free hand coming around to caress my breast. “You feel incredible.”

“More,” I beg, not caring how it sounds. I know my three men aren’t going to judge me. “I need more.”

His finger curls inside me and my vision blurs as a spike of pleasure shoots down to my toes.

“Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” he teases, adding a second finger and stretching me wider. “Don’t worry, vicious. I’m gonna fuck this pretty little ass until you can’t sit down for a week.”

I moan, arching my back as he works his fingers in and out of my ass. It’s not enough to truly satisfy me, but it’s a start.

I can feel him dragging the head of his thick cock through the creamy mixture that’s still running down my thighs, and another rush of wet heat soaks my core as I realize he’s about to use Killian’s and Nico’s cum as lube.

“Ready for me, vicious?” he asks as my eyes flutter open to meet his. “Ready for my cock in your ass?”

My whole body thrums with need as I bite my lip and nod, my eyes never leaving his as he lines himself up with my entrance.

He pulls his fingers out, and I whine, already missing the stretch and burn. But I don’t have to wait long. He lines up his cock, and then he’s pushing inside, filling me up with each slow, torturous inch.

“Oh, god,” I groan, pressing my palms harder against the window. I’m trying to keep my body relaxed as he works his way deeper, but he’s so damn big that it feels like he’s splitting me in half. “It feels so… oh fuck, so good.”

“Yeah, you’re taking this cock in your ass.” He grips my hips tightly as he sinks in more and more. “You’ve almost got it all in there now.”

Finally, he’s buried to the hilt. We stay like that for a moment, my body getting used to his size.

“Move,” I beg, my voice hoarse and desperate. I don’t know how much more teasing I can take. “Please, Atlas. Fuck me hard. I’m already so close.”

He pulls out slowly, only to snap his hips forward and bury himself inside me again. My breath catches in my throat at the force of the thrust, and a moan tears from my lips.

“Your ass is so fucking perfect.” He groans, thrusting again as he starts to find a rhythm. “I love the way it grips me and pulls me in deeper. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever felt.”

I cry out, my head hitting the window with each powerful thrust until I finally leave my cheek pressed against the cool glass, craving the soothing sensation as the rest of my body burns with heat.

“Pound her ass,” Nico grunts, watching slack-jawed as Atlas uses me harder and harder.

“That’s right,” Killian nods. “Make her come again while you’re balls deep in her tight little asshole.”

My entire body is on fire, my muscles tightening around him as he thrusts in and out, over and over again.

His thrusts become more erratic, his hips stuttering as he gets closer to finding his release.

“Fuck, vicious. I’m…” He grunts, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise as he picks up the pace again.

“I’m so damn close. I’m gonna come so deep inside your ass. ”

I nod, my breath coming in short gasps as he pounds into me. I can feel my own orgasm building, coiling tight in my belly, ready to snap at any second.

“Look at me, vicious.” His voice is rough, and I turn my head, meeting his intense gaze. “I need you to know… I’m so far gone for you.”

His words make my heart stutter in my chest, and it’s almost too much. I can feel my throat tightening with emotion as he leans in until his lips brush against my ear.

“I’ve been falling for you since the day we met,” he whispers, his breath tickling my skin. “And I never stopped.”

A wave of feeling hits me so hard that I almost can’t take it. My heart swells, threatening to overflow with how much I love this man—how much I love all three of them.

“Atlas,” I choke out, unable to find the words to tell him how much he means to me.

He groans, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “I know, vicious. I feel the same.”

“Then come for me,” I beg, my voice hoarse and desperate. “Come for me, and I’ll come with you.”

He leans in, capturing my lips in a hungry kiss as he snaps his hips one last time. With a growl, he spills himself inside me, his hips stuttering through his release. My body follows, the coiled tension snapping as I cry out into the kiss, my ass clenching around him as I ride out my orgasm.

For a moment, we stay like that, our breaths mixing as we come down from our high. Then he pulls out slowly, and I whimper, feeling empty without him.

But Killian and Nico are there, helping me get dressed again, their eyes warm as they take in the mess I am. Their fingers trace the marks Atlas left on my hips, and they share one of those silent looks with each other that says so damn much.

I know they don’t mind the mess though. They love it. Because it’s their mess, and I’m theirs.

I’m still trying to catch my breath when Killian reaches over to restart the elevator.

Something feels different between us now, like those three words I finally let myself say broke down the last wall I’d been holding on to.

No more pretending this is just about sex or survival or convenience.

The truth is out there now, raw and real between us.

“Fuck,” Killian says, looking at me like he could bend me over and fuck me all over again. And honestly? I wouldn’t try to stop him. “This has put me in the mood to crack some goddamn skulls.”

I can’t help but laugh, even with cum still leaking down my thighs. “There’s my psychopath.”

His hand wraps around the back of my neck in a swift, possessive grip as he pulls me in for another kiss that steals what little breath I’ve managed to catch.

The elevator dings, and we all step out together. My men surround me, and the energy crackling between us is electric and dangerous and perfect.

“I told you before,” Killian growls, his fingers still digging into my skin. “I’m only a psycho for you. And anyone who tries to hurt what’s ours is gonna fucking bleed for it.”

“That’s right,” Atlas agrees, his hand sliding low on my back. “The Princes of Carnage protect what’s theirs.”

Nico nods, shooting me a look that makes me weak. “And our princess of vengeance is worth killing for.”