Page 61 of Princes of Carnage

Before I can finish that sentence, his hands are gripping my ass and spreading my cheeks. The shock of cool air against my back hole makes me suck in a breath, my words cutting off. My face flushes deeply at the knowledge of what he’s looking at, and when he rears back and spits on my asshole, I jerk, hissing in surprise.

One of his calloused fingers toys with my asshole, circling the rim, dipping in the barest bit. Not enough that it hurts, but enough that I’m very aware he’s doing it.

“Has anyone ever fucked you here before?” he asks.

I nod, swallowing hard.

“Did you like it?” I can hear the smirk in his tone, even though I can’t see his face.

I shake my head in answer.

He makes a surprised sound, and the hand still gripping my ass squeezes a little tighter. “We’ll have to see if we can change that.”

His voice is heavy with a dark promise, and it makes me shiver in a way I didn’t expect it to. I’m so used to just writing that whole thing off as something I’ll never do again, but the way Nico says it…

It makes me feel something different.

“Not tonight though,” he continues, his voice strained. “Right now, I just need to get inside your pussy again. I need to feel it, so tight and wet, gripping my cock like a fucking sleeve.”

“Then fuck me,” I growl back, and he chuckles before smacking my ass one more time.

I can hear the rustling sound of him tugging his own clothes off, freeing his massive cock. The head of it presses against my entrance, and Nico groans softly, as if even that amount of contact is some kind of relief for him.

Good.

Maybe that means he’s just as fucked up as I am. As addicted to how this feels.

Maybe he’s gone insane just like I have.

“Do you know how many women have taken all of me, mia cara?” he asks, pressing in and then pulling back, making me whimper.

I shake my head, gritting my teeth already in anticipation of the stretch.

“None.” He snaps his hips forward, sliding deeper this time. “No one but you. No one but my wife.”

His words make my breath catch. My fingers dig into the bedspread as I work to let him in, breathing shallowly as I feel him filling my pussy. The stretch burns, and I bite down on my lip hard, letting that pain roll into the feeling of need that’s riding me hard.

“Fuck, that’s it. Let me in, Quinn. Let me fill you up.” Nico’s words make me moan softly, and I spread my legs a little wider so I can push back against him. “Goddamn,” he grits out. “I wish you could see how fucking greedy your pussy is for me. You’re doing so well. Just a few more inches.”

He keeps talking as he works his way in, filthy words of encouragement that practically have me dripping down his shaft. By the time he’s finally seated inside me, I feel like clawing at the bed with the need for him to move—to fuck me hard. My body is screaming for it, my nerves aching with the feeling of him pressed inside me. It’s like I can feel him in my stomach from how full I am, how thickly he fills me up, and even while I’m gasping for air, all I can feel is him.

“You’re gonna take it so good for me, aren’t you?” Nico growls, drawing back a bit so he can thrust into me hard. “You’re going to take this cock like the good little wife you are.”

It should infuriate me, hearing him talk like this, but it doesn’t. It just makes me want to do what he says. To have him fuck me until I scream.

And even though I don’t say those words out loud, Nico seems to have figured out that’s what I need. He keeps driving into me with deep, hard thrusts, blocking everything else out of my mind. All I can focus on is his cock and how good it feels as it slams into me again and again.

A white hot feeling of pleasure starts to build in my body as he keeps going. It’s everything I needed, a relief to everything that had me on edge before, after my loaded encounters with Killian and then Atlas this week. I let myself give in to it, not fighting the way it starts to make my insides melt with sensation.

Eventually, my arms start to shake, and I can’t hold myself up anymore. My upper body drops down to the mattress, the side of my face pressed into the bedspread. It makes my back arch, and that lets Nico fuck me even deeper.

“Oh god,” I moan, nearly going up on my toes as the head of his cock rams home right at the perfect spot. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“Just like that,” Nico pants. “Take it, Quinn.”

There’s nothing else for me to do, other than focus on the way his cock feels as it works in and out of me, the deep scrape of pleasure as it drags along my inner walls, sending shivers down my spine and making my skin heat.

I bite down on my lip and close my eyes, getting lost in it.

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