Page 270 of Pretty Ruthless Monsters: Complete Series

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I love the way Atlas visibly reacts to my words, his expression turning wild and hungry.

“The only reason you didn’t fuck me that night was because I was married to Nico,” I say, placing a hand on his broad chest to hold him in place while I finish talking.

“You didn’t think the three of you could share me, but you were wrong.

None of us knew back then how deeply we’d love each other, and no marriage or mark on my skin will change the way I feel about all three of you.

That feeling goes all the way through to my soul. ”

I look over at Nico. “Do you mind if Atlas fucks me over the back of my shiny new bike?”

I already know the answer before he grins and shakes his head. “Fuck no. Not as long as I get to keep your pretty mouth occupied.”

The thought alone is enough to send a surge of heat straight to my core as Atlas kisses me again. I can feel his fingers at my waist, unbuttoning my jeans and shoving them down along with my panties before spinning me around and bending me over my bike in one swift, smooth motion.

“Fuck,” he growls, caressing my ass with his hand before giving it a quick, hard smack that takes my breath away. “Fucking perfect ass.” His fingers slip between my legs where I’m still dripping from the orgasm he and Killian gave me just a few minutes ago. “And still so fucking wet for me.”

“I need you inside me,” I whine, pushing back on his fingers as he adds a second one and fucks me like that.

It isn’t enough though. Not nearly enough when I know how good his thick cock will feel instead. Nico steps up in front of me, and I can see him exchanging a look with Atlas.

This feels so much like the first time two of them fucked me together, with Atlas fucking me over the couch just like this as I sucked Nico’s cock. Looking over, I can see Killian rubbing the growing bulge in his jeans as he watches—another detail that mirrors that night.

Except this time, I know Killian won’t just disappear. This time, he’ll join in.

“Open that mouth for me, mia cara,” Nico says, fisting a hand in my hair and jerking my head up until it’s level with his crotch.

His jeans are already down around his thighs and his thick, delicious cock is waiting, throbbing just a few inches from my face.

“You know I’m not going to be fucking gentle. ”

“Good,” is all I have time to say before he and Atlas drive into me at the same time, one in my mouth and one in my pussy.

The moan that escapes me around Nico’s cock is purely primal, pure need, pure bliss.

“Tap my thigh if you need me to stop,” Nico grunts, pushing even deeper, the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat. “You feel too fucking good already. I might get carried away.”

I want him to get carried away. I want both of them to use me hard and rough, to give me something to remember them by when I have to inevitably leave and go back to my hellish home confinement.

They both seem to understand exactly what I need, and they’re both up to the task.

Atlas slams into me from behind, his hands digging into my hips as he drives home. My whole body rocks with the force of it, and Nico holds me steady, thrusting his hips forward and then pulling almost all the way out again before shoving his cock right back in.

They settle into a rhythm, driving into me at the same time and pushing me to my limits. I can barely breathe, barely think. The world has narrowed down to this moment, to the feel of these two powerful men using me on the back of this bike like I’m their own personal fuck doll.

And I fucking love it.

They thrust harder and faster, with Nico gripping the back of my head while Atlas pounds my pussy.

“Fuck, mia cara, you’re going to make me come,” Nico pants, his thighs tensing beneath my palms. “I’m so fucking deep down your throat. Sarai una brava ragazza per me? Are you gonna swallow every drop?”

I moan around his cock, nodding as best I can, and he thrusts a few more times before he cries out and starts to pump his load into my mouth.

Atlas keeps fucking me from behind, the sound of his hips slapping against my ass drowned out by Nico’s harsh breaths and dirty, muttered words as he finishes.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” He pulls out, his fingers gently trailing over my cheek. “So goddamn gorgeous.”

I can feel another orgasm building inside of me, and it’s not going to take much to push me over the edge again. There’s one more big cock inside me and another that’s ready and waiting, and the thought is almost enough to make me fall apart on its own.

“Gonna fill your pussy,” Atlas grinds out through gritted teeth as he fucks me deeper and deeper with each hard thrust. “Gonna make you scream for me while you come all over my cock.”

“Please,” is all I manage to gasp. “God, please, Atlas.”

He doesn’t hold back.

His hips slam into mine with enough force to send my bike rocking on its stand. I’m so close, so fucking close, and then suddenly, he’s filling me up, hot spurts of his cum painting the inside of my pussy as his fingers dig into my ass.

That’s the final piece that sends me tumbling over the edge.

“Atlas!” I cry out, my orgasm exploding through me like a shockwave.

“Fuck yes,” he growls, riding the wave with me until we both collapse against the bike, exhausted and spent.

But there’s still another cock waiting, and Killian doesn’t waste any time stepping up next to Atlas and shoving his hard cock inside me the second my pussy is free.

“Holy shit,” I groan as Killian starts to thrust, slow and deep.

He reaches out and grabs the front of the bike for leverage, using his grip to push himself even deeper. The movement rocks the bike beneath me, and I can feel Atlas’s cum leaking out and running down the insides of my thighs.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan as the new angle hits all the right spots.

Killian keeps thrusting, quickly finding a natural rhythm with my body. “You gonna come again for me, siren?”

“Yes,” I pant. “Keep going. Please, please don’t stop.”

“Oh, we’re just getting started.”

He thrusts faster, and I feel Nico and Atlas watching me as Killian brings me closer and closer to another release.

“I can’t wait to have your mouth wrapped around my cock again,” Nico says, stroking himself slowly.

“I’m gonna fuck that gorgeous ass of yours,” Atlas adds, and I shudder with another wave of pleasure.

“Yes,” I groan. “All of it. Everything.”

“Gonna fill every hole, stretch every part of you, and make you come until you’re begging us to stop.”

“God, yes,” I cry.

Killian picks up the pace again, and now he’s slamming into me so hard I can’t catch my breath.

“We’ll fuck you until you can’t move, can’t think, can’t breathe.

Until the only word you can remember is ‘please,’ and the only thing you can think of is how badly you need us inside you. That’s what you need, isn’t it?”

“Yes! Oh god, yes!”

I can feel his cock swell even thicker inside me, and then he’s coming—his hot, thick spurts joining with Atlas’s until I’m so full and needy, ready for my own release.

Killian pulls his cock out and slides his fingers into me, shoving all that cum right back into me and fucking me hard with his hand while his thumb rubs my clit.

I can’t even fucking breathe. My body is so wound up and ready to explode, and Killian is bringing me to the brink over and over, refusing to let me fall until I’m begging and pleading.

“Please,” I whimper. “Please, please.”

“Beg louder,” Killian demands, his voice rough.

“Please, please, please, oh god, please.”

My whole body is trembling and I’m so close to the edge that my vision is starting to blur, but he still won’t give me that last little bit that I need to send me flying.

“Yeah,” he growls, still finger-fucking me so hard and fast that it would be painful if it didn’t feel so fucking good at the same time. “Fuck, I hope all this cum stays inside you until it takes. I wanna see your belly nice and big, pregnant with our baby.”

Of all the dirty, filthy things he’s said to me, he’s never even hinted at wanting to knock me up.

And that’s the extra little push I need.

“Please,” I cry again, and finally, finally, he gives me what I need, pulling his hand away just in time to shove his still-hard cock back inside me.

He pumps his hips once, twice, and that’s all it takes before the wave of pleasure crashes down over me.

Killian fucks me right through it, leaning in to kiss me and drawing it out until I can’t take any more and my knees buckle. He holds me there for what feels like forever but is probably only a few minutes until my vision clears and my legs are strong enough to support my own weight again.

He pulls out and helps me up, then the four of us fix our clothes and get back on our bikes without saying much more. We have to get back to the house, then I have to go back to Malcolm. It’s a reality that none of us want to face, but… it’s still our reality.

Once we’re back at the house, I shower quickly, and then it’s time to say my goodbyes. Nico takes me into his arms and kisses me long and deep, just the way I like it. “Don’t stay gone too long,” he says, and I can feel the emotion rumbling in his chest as much as I can see it in his face.

“I promise I won’t.”

“And just know that we’re going to keep rebuilding the whole time you’re putting this plan into motion. When you finally get away from Malcolm, we’re going to be waiting for you, stronger than ever.”

I believe him, and it’s good to know. Because even though I’m confident we can take out Malcolm, the Dark Lotus Syndicate will still exist after he’s gone.

And I sure as hell can’t afford to be the weakest member.