Chapter 35
Chapter Thirty-Five
OPHELIA
Atlas’s lips crash into mine. His inked hands roam over every inch of my body before pinching my nipples, tugging on the swollen buds.
Ares is between my legs, fingers pumping inside me as he sucks on my clit. My entire body trembles with need, each lick bringing me closer to the finish line.
As Atlas bruises my breasts with his rough hands, he kisses me roughly, his tongue parting my lips like he’s trying to devour me. It doesn’t last long. A kiss here, another peck. And then he glances over at his twin.
Apollo strokes his dick so hard it probably hurts. “She’s so tight. Help Ares prepare her.”
What the fuck does that mean?
A shiver rolls down my spine. “Prepare me for what?”
Ares lifts his head, his lips glistening with my cum. “I know you’ve been sore, baby.” He kisses my pussy. “You can’t hide it from me. We’ll stretch you out so you can handle us.”
My mouth goes dry. “Like inside me at the same time?”
I’ve seen women do it at the club, and I don’t know how. One man is enough. Ares is so big he could split me in half.
But two big dicks?
No.
Nobody could handle them without a trip to the emergency room afterward.
Ares laughs. “No. We’re sick but not that fucked up.”
“Okay,” I mutter, still a little confused.
“Don’t worry, goddess.” Atlas strokes my cheek with his inked fingers. “We got you. Use your safe word if you need it.”
Ares moves beside me and holds one thigh as Atlas grips the other, spreading me open for Apollo. I’m wetter than before, a mixture of their spit and my cum leaking onto the cushion, sticking to my skin and running down my thighs.
“Fuck me, little dragon,” Ares groans. “Your pussy is so pretty when it’s full of cum.”
“It is,” Atlas agrees before he pushes two fingers inside me, working my inner walls. “Damn, you’re tight. I guess Ares hasn’t broken you in yet. But we will.”
My head is spinning, drunk on the feeling of Atlas and his magical fingers. Between the two of them, I’ll probably end up coming so much I pass out.
I hope I do.
And then Ares pushes two fingers into me beside Atlas. “Open up for me, little dragon.” He can’t get in all the way, and it’s not for lack of trying. “You can take my cock. So I know you can fit our fingers.”
“Maybe you should fuck me so I have more room for both of you.”
“What do you think, Apollo?” Atlas shoves my shirt up my stomach and raises it over my head, chucking it across the room. “Want more foreplay?”
“Ares will fuck her,” he commands in an authoritative voice. “While she sucks you off.”
I like how the three of them work together. It’s making this more enjoyable for them and me.
Atlas scoots over a few cushions so Ares has enough room to bend me over on the couch and get behind me. His hands are on my ass, and I’m on all fours, panting for him as he inches into me.
“Fuck, little dragon.” He grips my ass hard and slams into me, forcing me forward with a yelp. He’s rougher than usual and going even harder. “You might need that safe word tonight.”
Something is different about Ares when he’s with his brothers. He goes deeper and harder, even faster than we’ve ever fucked. My pussy aches with each thrust, and because he’s so big, I can feel him in my stomach.
Atlas gathers my hair in his hand, holding it as he shoves his cock into my mouth. He’s not as big as Ares, but not much smaller. My cheeks puff out, and within seconds, I’m choking as his hips move to meet my mouth.
Out of the corner of my eye, I watch Apollo jerking his shaft like he wants to do damage. Atlas yanks my hair, choking me until tears stream down my cheeks. And Ares is pounding into me like he’s trying to make a mold of his dick in my vagina.
I slap Atlas’s stomach when I can’t handle more and push him backward. He eases up on my hair and sits back so his cock pops out of my mouth.
“Cherry,” I bite out.
Ares stops moving inside me but stays there, reaching around to cup my chin. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“I couldn’t breathe. Your dicks are too big to be slamming into me like that. I don’t know what you three are used to, but you need to break me in before you actually break me.”
“Fuck.” Atlas bends down to look at me. “I’m sorry, goddess. I was matching Ares’ rhythm. I thought you were into it.”
“I am into it. Just calm down until we get used to each other.” I pat Ares’s hand that’s on my ass. “Fuck me like you normally do.”
His palm rubs over my cheek. “Think you can handle Atlas if I flip you over?”
Now that he’s mentioned it, that probably would have been the better way to go the first time around. The position made it so hard to handle them.
I bob my head and look at Atlas. “But don’t get too rough.”
“I won’t,” Atlas promises. “If it’s too much, tap my leg.”
Ares flips me onto my back, splitting me open with his dick. He glances over at Apollo, who I had forgotten was watching us because he was so quiet.
“Do you want to join us?” I ask.
He shakes his head, hand still firmly wrapped around his thick shaft. A severe expression crosses over his handsome face like a storm cloud.
“What if Mistress O comes out to play? I know you like her, Apollo.”
“I better get to meet Mistress O,” Ares groans. “Fuck, baby. What are you hiding from me?”
I look up at him and wink. “It’s something you have to see for yourself. Even Apollo was a little shocked.”
“Not tonight,” Apollo says. “Fuck my brothers, Mistress. Let me see how well you handle them.”
“You can come into my mouth if you want,” I offer because I want to include him. “Or on my tits. Wherever you want.”
“He won’t, “Atlas tells me before he shoves his cock past my lips. “Apollo never participates.” He traces the length of my bottom lip with his thumb. “Your mouth looks even sexier full of my cock.”
“It does, doesn’t it?” Ares comments, thrusting into me at his usual pace. “She has a pretty mouth.”
He’s never gentle, but I expect more care when he slams his foot-long dick into me. With them working together, my thighs shake uncontrollably, a tremor rocking through me like a hurricane as I tighten around Ares and come all over him.
Now that I’ve had an orgasm, I can handle more. But since my mouth is full of Atlas, I can’t tell Ares he can go harder. So I move my hips faster until he gets the message, his body in sync with mine.
“Harder?” he asks.
I bob my head.
He thrusts into me, his long fingers marking my hips. I moan on Atlas’s dick, which only increases the vibration. I can feel his orgasm building, so close to finding release.
Ares reaches between us and rubs my clit. “Purr for us, kitten.”
He says I sound like a kitten when I come, purring in his ear. Atlas removes his dick from my mouth as I’m coming again, and those soft moans Ares loves slip past my lips.
Atlas grunts as he comes into my mouth. I barely have time to swallow before Ares wraps his hand around my throat, and then his lips are on mine. He kisses me like he wants to drain the air from my lungs. I wonder if he can taste Atlas and if this freaky shit turns them on.
As our lips separate, Ares lifts my legs over his shoulders, pumping into me like a maniac. He’s rough, but it’s perfect this time, shattering my existence. His cock works my inner walls, making me feel so good I moan his name as a mind-blowing orgasm wrecks me.
“Cum on my cock, little dragon.”
I love it when Ares calls me that. He drives deeper and bends down to suck my nipple into his mouth. His teeth graze my hot flesh as he pounds into me like a man on a mission.
Ares curls his fingers around my throat. “Use your safe word if you need it.”
Pain isn’t always a bad thing, especially not with Ares. He can choke, bite, and bruise my skin, and I’d still beg him for more. I like it when he dominates and worships me like a goddess.
Like I’m his.
“Ares,” I moan as his hand closes over my windpipe. “Atlas.” A whimper escapes my throat as I look at him. And then my gaze moves to Apollo, and I scream his name, too.
I see movement to my right, and Apollo approaches us naked, stroking himself harder. He leans over me, his eyes on my mouth, and a stream of warm cum splashes my tongue. Our eyes stay locked for a moment, and I see the shame I saw in the bathroom wash over his face.
“He must really like you,” Atlas whispers as Apollo flees the room.
“He’s never done that before,” Ares mutters right before he finally comes, and when he does, it shakes my entire body.
I feel him leak out of me, run down my thighs, and onto the couch. And now, I’m wondering why we didn’t take this to the bedroom. At the very least, I must turn this cushion over before my dad sees it.
Ares holds me against his chest. I’m covered in cum and dripping all over the place.
Atlas sits beside me, dragging his long fingers down my arms. “You’re mine now, too.”
“Yeah?” I look at him and smile. “I’m good with that.”
It's more than okay.
I finally got my wish after lusting over them for the past month. I never thought all of them would want me. How the fuck did I get so lucky?
Atlas grabs a shirt from the floor and cleans me up. “Look at the mess you made for us.” He licks his lips, eyes on my pussy. “I can’t wait to feel you coming all over my cock.”
I will probably die when I have them on the same night. But it will be okay because I’ll be in heaven and won’t give a single shit.
“Can we talk about Apollo?” I say after fully catching my breath, still in a sex haze.
Atlas sighs, raking a hand through his sweaty, black hair. “That’s his mess to sort out.”
“But why do you do it?”
“Because it makes him feel whole again, even if only for a little while.”
“Because we love him, and he keeps this family together,” Ares adds. “We need Apollo just as much as he needs us.”
I’m an only child, so I don’t know what having siblings is like. But I can see they’re bonded and need each other.
I bite my lip. “Something terrible happened to Apollo, didn’t it?”
Atlas nods. “Wait for him to open up about it. Don’t push him, or he might snap.”
“If it were my secret, I’d tell you.” Ares plants a kiss on my cheek, rubbing my breast. “Apollo likes you. Tonight is proof.”
“Give him time.” Atlas runs his fingers down my thigh. “This was a big step for him.”
“I know what happened to Apollo,” I mutter, afraid to say it aloud because it will become real. But I need to discuss it with them because I hate that he’s hurting. “I’ve seen it at the club with my girls. Some Apollo shows all the signs of someone who’s been sexually assaulted.”
Ares looks away and sighs.
So does Atlas.
“He likes to watch you with women because it makes him feel in control again. I get it.” I consider what I say next, wondering if this is already too deep of a post-sex conversation, but I blurt out, “Three years ago, the same thing almost happened to me.”
I’ve never really talked to anyone about that night, but I finally feel safe enough to share.
“A group of men tried to gang rape me out back of Olympus. They were from a rival family and hated my dad. They wanted to get back at him and thought they could use me.”
Ares leans into me, eyes wide, clinging to me with possession. “What happened?”
“Thankfully, I always carry my Glock, so it didn’t get far.
I shot the first three in the head. The other three in the back as they tried to run.
” I wrap my arm around my middle and lean back on the cushion between them.
The horrific memory causes me to shiver.
“That’s why my dad hired Constantine. He’s saved my life dozens of times since.
My dad has a lot of enemies. And that makes them mine, too. ”
“You’re the strongest woman I have ever met,” Atlas says, his lips inches from mine. “I’m glad you’re finally coming into your power.”
“My little dragon is nothing short of amazing.” His lips graze my cheek. “You never have to worry about anyone hurting you again. We’ll protect you.”
“I think I know how to help Apollo,” I tell them. “We need to start at The O Club. He’s different there. I could see it in his eyes. His shoulders were more relaxed, like he could lower his guard.”
Atlas looks at me with a hopeful expression. “Maybe he’d open up to you at the club. Something is changing in him.”
Ares pulls me closer, resting his chin on my head. “I want to see Mistress O. I’m jealous Apollo knows about her, and I don’t.”
I look at Atlas, and he nods to agree.
“We’ll go to the club together. It might help Apollo more if we’re all there.”
“Just don’t push him too hard,” Atlas suggests. “He’ll panic.”
I nod. “I’ve helped the girls. I can do this for Apollo. Anything to help him heal from the past. Mistress O never interacts with the guests. But I can make an exception for one night.”
“Enough about Apollo, little dragon.” Ares kisses the top of my head and holds me against his chest. “Come to my fight on Friday. I need my lucky charm to cheer me on from the front row.”
Losing his last fight destroyed Ares. I had to stitch him back up physically and emotionally.
I lean back on his chest. “I wouldn’t miss it.”