Bonds of Obsession (Pretty Ruthless Monsters #3)

27. Quinn

27

QUINN

The pleasure rips through me in waves that won’t stop, making my whole body shake. Atlas’s cock stretches me perfectly as aftershocks keep hitting. My mind is blissfully empty of everything except sensation—no thoughts of the Dark Lotus Syndicate, no worries about what they’re forcing me to do. Just this. Just us.

“Look how well she takes it,” Nico growls, his fist still tight in my hair. The sharp bite of pain grounds me, keeps me present. “Greedy little pussy’s still clenching around that thick cock.”

“Fuck yes it is,” Atlas grunts, driving into me harder. “So fucking tight.”

Killian’s hand tightens on my throat, and my pulse races against his palm. The way they work together to control me, to own me—it makes me feel safe in a way I never expected. Protected. Cherished, even as they use me roughly.

“Tell him how good it feels, siren.” Killian’s deep voice cuts through the bliss and the pleasure and the pain. “Let him hear it.”

I can barely form words between thrusts, lost in the way they’re all focused on me, surrounding me with their heat and strength. “So… so fucking good. Don’t stop.”

“Not stopping,” Atlas pants. His rhythm gets rougher, more erratic. Sweat gleams on his chest, highlighting the muscles that flex with every movement. “Gonna fill this sweet pussy up.”

“That’s what you need, isn’t it?” Nico demands. His own voice is rough with need, sending shivers down my spine. “His cum dripping down those thighs?”

“Yes,” I gasp, overwhelmed by how much I want it. Need it. Need them. “Please, Atlas…”

“Shit,” he growls. “Taking me so fucking perfect.”

He comes with a deep grunt, burying himself to the hilt. I reach up, tracing my fingers over my mark on his chest. Something fierce and possessive rises in my chest at the sight of it. My mark. One of my men. The thought should scare me, but instead it feels right in a way I’m not ready to examine too closely.

Atlas grins down at me, that rare smile that transforms his whole face, and my heart skips. This thing between us—between all of us—it’s too big, too dangerous to name. But it burns bright and hungry, consuming everything in its path.

“Marking what’s yours?” Killian asks roughly, watching my fingers trace the tattoo. The possessiveness in his voice makes my stomach flip. These men… they own me completely, but I own them too.

“Damn right she is,” Atlas says before claiming my mouth in a brutal kiss that steals my breath.

When he finally pulls out, I feel his cum dribbling out of my pussy and trailing downward. Nico and Killian’s eyes darken at the sight, and fresh heat pools low in my belly. I should feel exposed, vulnerable, but all I feel is powerful. Wanted. Needed.

“Don’t worry, mia cara,” Nico says, his voice matching the heat I’m feeling. “We’re just getting started.”

Killian moves into position as Atlas shifts to the side, and my stomach flutters at the dark look in his eyes. Seeing his face like this, seeing every flicker of emotion and hunger, makes it hard to remember he ever wore a mask as the Phantom. Everything is more meaningful now, and a hell of a lot more intense. The way he looks at me, like he wants to devour me whole, is almost enough to send me over the edge again.

“Been thinking about this pussy all day,” he growls, running one large hand down the front of my body. His callused palm grazes between my breasts, down my stomach, making my muscles clench with anticipation. Atlas watches from beside us, his eyes still hungry even though he’s just finished.

“Look how wet she still is,” Nico says, tightening his grip in my hair. “Dripping with his cum. Bet you love that, don’t you, mia cara? Being marked by all of us in every single way? Inside and outside, however we want to fucking stake our claim?”

“You know I do,” I exhale, twisting my head just enough to look over at him but wincing as he gives my hair another little jerk, sending a pain-laced bolt of pleasure right down to my core. “Fuck, Nico…”

Another whimper escapes me as Killian’s fingers find my entrance, pressing Atlas’s cum back inside me. My pussy clenches around him, already desperate to be filled again. Knowing they can all see how needy I am for them just makes me wetter.

“You like that, siren?” Killian asks, his voice dark with promise. “Like being stuffed full of his cum? Having all of us take turns filling you up?”

“Fuck yes,” I gasp. “I need you. Need all of you inside me. Please. I’ll… I’ll do anything. Just please don’t stop.”

“Tell me exactly what you need,” he demands, still working his fingers slowly. Atlas shifts closer, his hand closing around my breast and squeezing until I gasp.

Before I can say anything else, Killian moves suddenly, flipping me onto my hands and knees. The rough handling makes me moan, and I hear Atlas curse under his breath.

“Christ, look at that ass,” Nico says appreciatively. “Stick that ass up in the air for him, mia cara. Give it a little shake and show him how badly you want it.”

“Show all of us,” Atlas adds roughly. “Let us see how desperate you are for his cock.”

My arms shake slightly as I arch my back, pushing my ass higher. Killian’s hand comes down hard on one cheek, making me gasp. The sting blooms across my skin as three pairs of hungry eyes devour the sight.

“Perfect,” Killian growls, and the raw need in his voice makes me shiver. “Fucking perfect. That pussy? That ass? Fucking made to take us just like this.”

Killian enters me with one hard thrust that takes my breath away. The feeling of him filling me completely makes my toes curl as his cock reaches all the places inside of me that are still sensitive from the hard fucking Atlas gave me. Before I can recover, Nico moves in front of me, settling on the edge of the bed right next to my head.

“Someone’s eager,” Nico says with a dark chuckle. “Already hungry for my cock, mia cara?”

“Fuck yes she is,” Killian growls, pinning my hands at the small of my back with one large hand. His other hand wraps around my throat, controlling my movements. “Show him how good that mouth is. Show him what a perfect little slut you are for us.”

I lean forward eagerly, taking Nico’s thick cock into my mouth. He groans, threading his fingers through my hair as he thrusts deeper. “That’s it. Take it all like the good girl I know you are.”

“She fucking loves this,” Atlas comments from where he’s watching, stroking his still-hard cock with long, slow movements. “I bet she’s soaking wet right now. Fuck, makes me want to take another turn already.”

Killian’s powerful thrusts drive me forward, making me whimper as I try to keep swallowing inch after inch of Nico’s thick cock. “Tell them how much you love it,” he demands, releasing my throat just long enough for me to answer. “How good it feels when I fuck you while you’re still full of another man’s cum.”

“Love taking both of you,” I gasp. “All of you. Oh, god, I think I’m gonna come again.”

“Greedy girl,” Nico murmurs, guiding me back to his cock. “Gonna take everything we give you, aren’t you?”

I moan around his length in response, making him curse. I’m completely vulnerable right now, completely at their mercy, and I fucking love it.

“Christ, look at her take it,” Atlas says. “Like she was fucking made for this.”

“She was,” Killian agrees, his grip tightening. “Made to be shared between us. Made for us to use. To claim. To own.”

Each brutal thrust pushes me farther onto Nico’s length. Tears prick my eyes from the effort, but their praise makes me burn hotter.

“That’s it,” Killian grunts. “We know what you can handle, siren. Take it all.”

They do know—all three of them know—and I love the thought that I can just let go, just let them be in charge while I submit completely to whatever they want to give me, whether it’s pain or pleasure or a mixture of both.

Atlas reaches out and tweaks my nipple, then worries the tight little bud between his thumb and finger. “You’re doing so good, vicious. Never seen anything hotter than watching you take both of them like this.”

“You like that, mia cara?” Nico asks roughly. “Like being stuffed full of cock while we take turns watching?”

I whimper around his length, unable to answer but desperate for more.

“Answer him,” Killian demands, pulling my head back off his cock with a wet pop. “Tell him how much you love being our little whore.”

“Love it,” I gasp. “Love being yours. All of yours.”

“Aw, fuck,” Atlas groans. “I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that.”

“Because she knows what she needs,” Killian responds, forcing me back onto Nico’s length. “She knows we’re the only ones who can give it to her.”

My whole body trembles as they use me. Through it all, I feel completely safe. Protected. Owned.

“Taking us so good,” Nico praises. “Such a perfect little mouth on a perfect little cock slut.”

Killian’s thrusts get harder, more demanding. “And this is what a cock slut needs, isn’t it? All the cock she can handle? All the cock we can give her?”

The pleasure builds until I can’t hold back anymore. Sparks shoot through my whole body as I come hard around Killian’s cock while I moan around Nico’s length. My pussy clamps down tight, pulsing with each wave of pleasure.

“Fuck yes,” Killian grunts, his rhythm turning erratic. “That’s it. Take it all. Milk my cock with that tight little pussy.”

“Christ, that’s hot,” Atlas growls. “You made her come so hard she can barely breathe.”

“Perfect little slut,” Nico praises, still buried in my throat. “My good little cock-hungry wife.”

Killian’s thrusts get rougher as he chases his own release. “Gonna fill you up,” he pants. “I’ll make my cum drip out of you just like Atlas did.”

He comes with a deep growl, flooding me with heat. Before I can catch my breath, he and Nico move in perfect sync, lifting and flipping me between them. Killian leans back on the pillows, holding my upper body firmly against his chest while Nico grips my thighs.

“Hold her tight,” Nico orders. “I want her to feel every inch when I fuck her.”

“She can take it,” Killian says as he leans in closer to my ear. “Can’t you, siren?”

My heart races faster at being suspended between them, completely at their mercy. “Please,” I gasp. “Yes, please. I’ll take it. I need… need you inside me.”

I know I’m babbling and begging, but I don’t fucking care. I can already feel Killian’s cum trickling out of my pussy, and I just want to be full again. So blissfully, ridiculously full.

“Fucking Christ,” Nico groans, looking down at where his friends’ mingled cum is still dripping from me. “So fucking slick for us, mia cara. Dripping down those pretty thighs.” He drags his thick length through my folds, teasing. “And already pushing against me, eager for more cock.”

“Fuck, she’d better be ready,” Atlas says, smirking. “Taking that monster cock of yours.”

Nico laughs as he lines himself up. “We’ve been saving the best for last. You’ve got me so fucking horny watching my brothers stretch you out and get you ready for me.”

His massive length nudges at my entrance, and my heart races faster. Even after taking Killian and Atlas, I know taking Nico will be intense. He’s so damn big—but fuck if I’m not practically salivating just thinking of how good he’s about to make me feel.

“Please,” I whimper, trying to arch toward him, doing my best to get even a fraction of an inch closer. “I need you inside me now, husband.”

Nico drives in with one hard thrust, making me cry out. Thankfully, I’m stretched and slick enough from the others that my body yields to him, taking every thick inch.

“Oh shit, that’s good.” He closes his eyes as he bottoms out inside me. “Fuck, I’ve been needing this. I love the way your greedy little pussy grips me, like it’s trying to pull me in even deeper.”

The stretch is painful, but in the best possible way, and it quickly gives way to the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt. He’s filling me so completely that there’s no room to think or worry or do anything except lie here and take it.

Fuck, I can barely even breathe with his thick cock shoved deep inside me.

“You like that?” Nico demands, pounding into me harder. “Like being my wife, shared between my brothers? Taking all our cocks like the perfect little slut you are?”

“Yes,” I gasp, nearly overwhelmed by the sensations he’s making me feel. My body burns everywhere they touch me, and I can’t get enough. Not now. Not ever. “Please, don’t stop. Need it so bad.”

“Don’t worry mia cara. My pretty wife. I’m never fucking stopping. I’m gonna fill you up just like they did. I’m about to mark what’s mine.”

Atlas moves closer, his rough fingers finding my clit with a quick, practiced precision that makes me suck in a sharp breath as my hips jerk forward. “Come for us again,” he orders. “One more time, all over that big fucking cock.”

“She’s close,” Killian says. “Aren’t you, siren? Ready to come on his cock while we watch?”

The combination of Nico’s thick cock stretching me, Atlas working my clit, and Killian’s voice in my ear pushes me toward the edge. My whole body trembles as the pleasure builds.

“That’s it,” they encourage in unison, working together perfectly to drive me higher. “Let go for us. Show us what you look like when you fucking come undone.”

The pleasure hits me again, making me cry out as I come hard around Nico’s massive length. He drives in deep with a growl, flooding me with heat as his cock pulses inside me.

“Fuck,” he pants, giving me a few more slow thrusts before they carefully lower me to the bed. I can feel three loads of cum trickling down my thighs, and all three men stare at the mess they’ve made of me.

“Remember our wedding night?” Nico asks. “When I thought just my cum between your thighs was hot?” He runs a finger through the mixture dripping from me. “This is so much fucking hotter.”

I manage a laugh even though I’m completely wrung out. “You’re such a caveman.”

“Your caveman,” he says, climbing into bed beside me. The others join us, surrounding me with their bodies. Atlas presses against my back while Killian settles lower on the bed.

My mind tries to drift to tomorrow’s problems, to the impossible task the Dark Lotus Syndicate has given me. But surrounded by these men—my men, I feel stronger. Protected. Like maybe we can figure out a solution together.

For now though, I let myself sink into their warmth. Into the safety of being held by three men who would burn the world down to keep me here and out of harm’s way.