38. Quinn
38
QUINN
My heart starts pounding hard at Killian’s words. Nico alone stretches me to my limit—the same with Killian and Atlas. All three of them are huge, and the thought of taking both Killian and Nico at the same time makes my legs start to tremble. My stomach flutters with nerves, but liquid heat pools between my thighs.
I nod, my breath catching as their hands continue to roam over my skin.
“No.” Killian’s voice drops even deeper, rough and demanding. “Use your words, siren. Tell us exactly what you want.”
My face burns, but the words spill out. “I want both of you inside me. At the same time.” The admission makes my core clench with need. “Please.”
“Fuck.” Nico exhales across my neck. “Say it again.”
“I want you both to fuck me.” The words come easier now, driven by pure desperation. “I want to feel you stretch me until I can barely take it.”
Killian groans against my ear. “That’s our good girl.”
He locks eyes with his two best friends above my head, a silent communication passing between the three of them. Then he turns me around again so that I’m facing him as Nico steps up behind me, with Atlas standing close by.
“Spread your legs, vicious,” Atlas murmurs.
Nico’s hands tighten on my hip, pulling me back against his hard length. I gasp, and my legs part instinctively as Killian’s fingers dive between my folds, two of them sinking deep inside me.
“Oh, fuck,” I cry out, even as I arch into him.
“Goddamn, you’re wet for us. You fucking love this, don’t you?” Killian growls, his fingers curling inside me. He pumps in and out, slow and deliberate.
“Yes, yes,” I start to chant, losing myself in the moment.
I should probably care that this is all going down in a mirrored elevator, in a building none of us technically even live in.
But I don’t give a damn. I can’t even pretend to.
Nico’s fingers join Killian’s, stretching me wider. A whimper escapes my lips. The feeling of being filled, stretched, possessed by all three of them sends a jolt of pure pleasure through me.
“Look at her, Atlas,” Nico says, his voice thick with lust. “So fucking needy.”
Atlas’s fingers begin to work against my clit while his friends finger fuck me, circling and teasing. I buck against their combined touch, desperate for more.
“That’s it,” Atlas whispers against my ear. “Take it. Let them stretch you nice and wide.”
Killian’s fingers quicken their pace, hitting a spot deep inside me that sends shivers down my spine. Nico’s fingers follow suit, mirroring Killian’s movements. They work together, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
“Not yet,” Killian says, pulling his fingers out at the last second and leaving me aching and frustrated. Nico and Atlas follow, making me whine needily as my body protests.
“We need you on edge, mia cara,” Nico murmurs, his lips brushing against my neck. “Ready to come for us whenever we allow you to.”
Finally, Killian lifts me in his arms, letting me wrap my legs around his waist as he slides into me. His eyes are locked on to mine, and I gasp at the familiar stretch of being filled by him.
Oh, god. If Killian is already stretching me, how the fuck am I going to take Nico too?
That thought is pushed aside for now as Killian thrusts deep into me for a few strokes, each one sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Killian growls, his fingers digging into my hips. “So tight and wet.”
I whimper and dig my nails into his shoulders as he pulls me down onto his cock, holding me in place once he’s balls deep.
That’s when I feel the head of Nico’s thick cock working its way in alongside Killian’s. It’s intense and a bit painful, almost too much to handle, but I don’t say my safe word. I want this. I want both of them. All of them.
“You can take it, vicious,” Atlas says, reaching over to cup my breast before taking my nipple between his thumb and finger. “You were fucking made for this.”
I moan, my head falling back as Nico starts to move, working his way deeper inside me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I exhale every word with every inch he buries inside me. “It feels like you… like you’re splitting me open.”
“You’re doing great, mia cara,” Nico grinds out through gritted teeth. “You’re taking both of us like a fucking champ.”
“Keep going,” Killian nods, leaning in to nip at my neck, then my ear. “Keep going until you’re all the way in. Then we’re gonna fuck her until she comes all over both our cocks.”
Just hearing his plans for me is almost enough to send me over the edge, but I know better. I hold on through the slow, agonizing process, but I can finally start to feel myself stretching to accommodate them both.
“That’s it,” Nico grunts. “Almost there. You’re so… fucking… tight.”
He stops pushing and there’s so much cock stuffed inside me that I swear I can feel it in my throat, but the painful stretching has already started to shift into something else, something warm and wet and electric that sends sparks of need up to the top of my head and down to the ends of my toes.
“Now.” It’s the only warning I get from Killian to brace myself for what’s coming next.
“Holy shit,” I cry out as they start to move in tandem, their cocks sliding in and out of me in a rhythm that’s almost too much to bear. It’s intense and overwhelming, but god, I don’t want it to end.
“Goddamn,” Killian groans, his hips thrusting up to meet mine. “You feel so good, siren. You’re really taking both of us—both of these big fucking cocks in that tight little pussy.”
“Fuck, she’s amazing,” Nico growls, his fingers digging into my hips. “I could stay inside her forever.”
I whimper, my body trembling with pleasure as they continue to move. It’s sensory overload, but in the best possible way. I can’t think, can’t speak, can barely even breathe—but it’s already the hottest thing that I’ve ever experienced, and it’s not over yet.
“You like that, don’t you?” Atlas murmurs, sliding his hand down my belly, then farther down until his fingers are brushing against my clit. “You like being filled up by both of them. You like how they’re using your body like it’s their own fucking sex toy.”
He’s not wrong, and my hips buck as he starts to work my clit in time with their thrusts.
“Oh, god,” I whimper. “I don’t know if I can… if I can take it.”
Killian fists my hair, yanking my head back to meet his intense gaze. The raw possessiveness in his eyes makes my breath catch in my throat.
“I know you can take it,” he growls. “Because I fucking love you, and I know you love me back.”
His words strike a chord that goes so far past what we’re doing right now. Past the sex. Past the pleasure. I’m theirs, and they’re mine. It’s so fundamental and primal and true, that all I can do is nod when Killian and Nico keep thrusting inside me.
They fuck me like that, holding me between them, their cocks sliding in and out of my pussy in perfect unison while each of them tells me how good I feel, how tight I am, how I was made for this.
“You feel it, don’t you, siren?” Killian says, his thumb brushing my jaw. “You feel both of these cocks stuffing you, stretching you, using your fucking hole like it was meant to be used.”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Oh, fuck yes.”
Nico’s fingers dig into my hips, leaving marks that I’ll wear like a badge of honor. I let my head rest against his shoulder, looking up at the mirrored ceiling. I watch as they fuck me, almost mesmerized by the sight of all three of our bodies joined together.
“That’s it, vicious,” Atlas groans, looking up with me. “Watch yourself take every fucking inch. See how hungry your pussy is? Christ, that’s hot.”
“Fuck, I’m close.” Nico grunts, his hips stuttering as he struggles to hold on. I lean back, capturing his lips in a hungry kiss, savoring the taste of him. My tongue tangles with his, and he growls low in his throat, the vibrations shooting straight to my core.
“Come for me, Nico,” I beg, my voice husky and desperate. “I want to feel you both fill me up.”
His answering groan is muffled by my mouth as he kisses me hard again, and then he’s coming, his hips thrusting up erratically as he spills himself deep inside me.
I whimper into the kiss, feeling his cock twitching and throbbing, every pulse sending shocks of pleasure through me. My body is still reeling when Killian starts to move again, his thrusts hard and deep as he chases his own release.
“Fuck, yes.” Killian’s teeth sink into the sensitive spot on my neck, and he groans, his arms wrapping around me as he comes, flooding me with his heat.
The feeling of both of them filling me, the stretch and burn of it, sends me flying over the edge. My vision whites out, my fingernails digging into Killian’s shoulders as I cry out, my body shaking through the force of my orgasm.
“That’s it, vicious,” Atlas encourages me, carding his hand through my hair. “Take it. Take all of it.”
I pant, and my body is still twitching around them as the waves of pleasure slowly ebb away.
“Holy shit,” I manage to gasp out. My body feels like jelly, like I’ve been turned inside out with pleasure.
“You did amazing, siren.” Killian’s fingers gently stroke my jaw, his eyes searching mine. “You took us both like we knew you could.”
They shift, sliding out of me, and I whimper at the loss, feeling suddenly empty.
But then Atlas is there, stepping up between my legs and hauling me up against his chest. His mouth crashes down on mine, and I whimper, my arms winding around his neck as I kiss him back, my body already sparking to life again.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmurs against my lips as his hands roam possessively over my body.
He spins me around, pressing me up against the side of the elevator with the floor-to-ceiling window that overlooks the city.
“Go on and brace your hands on it,” he says, and I don’t waste any time placing my palms against the cool glass as he holds me in place.
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.”