Page 84 of Pretty Little Psycho

“Open wide for me, pretty girl,” Atlas coos. He kneels before me and shoves his cock into my mouth. “That’s my naughty girl. Taking us all so well.”

Each agonizing thrust from Riot pushes me farther down onto Valentin’s cock. The stimulation is everywhere. Every nerve on my body is raw and sensitive, aching for more.

Riot slaps my ass while Valentin pinches my nipples. Atlas pulls my hair and shoves his cock all the way to the back of my throat, forcing me to breathe through my nose. I purr like I’m an animal in heat as I’m rocked bath and forth between them.

“You love being fucked like this, don’t you?” Riot demands. He slaps my ass and buries his cock all the way in. I take deep breaths and try to nod but Atlas is thrusting hard into my mouth.

Valentin yanks my hips forward. “Yeah she does. Look how fucking eager she is.”

I’m on the verge of blacking out from pleasure.

Atlas grunts. “Swallow for me, pretty girl.” His cum bursts out like a fucking rocket, filling my mouth so full I almost choke. He strokes my lips. “Thatta girl. Fuck. Damn you do that so well. Don’t spill a fucking drop.”

Riot pulls my ass cheeks apart and thrusts in hard. “Mmm, fuck. We’re filling you so fucking good.” Another burst of thick hot cum enters me as Riot grinds into my ass. His moans are deafening, feral, like a wild animal.

And it sets Valentin off. He wraps his hand around my throat and lets out a deep guttural moan. His pupils widen as a silver light encircles them. He slams into me, unleashing his cum inside my pussy while Riot still rides out his orgasm in my ass.

Fuck. I’m filled to the brim. Soaked. The tingling in my clit quickens as a deep spasm rolls through me. Riot fingers my taint, urging me to lose complete control. Stars stud my vision as I cum onto Valentin’s cock.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry out. “Uhhh.”

Atlas sticks two fingers in my mouth, and I bite down on them. “Yeah, fucking take it out on me, pretty girl. Break my fucking skin.”

And I do. The taste of his blood in my mouth makes me cum again until I have nothing left to give. Until my muscles won’t hold me up any longer.

We collapse on the bed together, a sea of tangled limbs, cum, sweat, and bloody sigils.

The students at Tenebrose Academy don’t look at me anymore. Not since the Winter Solstice ball last weekend. Not after the authorities had to cut Zeke’s mutilated body down from the tree. And especially not after nine Nocturnus initiates were admitted to Absentia, the Raven’s Gate mental institution, for observation.

But no one has questioned us. No one is speaking about that night. Not even the professors. Although, Professor Harker and Professor Erebus keep side-eyeing me when they think I’m not looking.

“You seem different,” Villette says. She sits across the table from me and Libra at Swallow.

“That’s because she’s Nocturnus now,” Libra quips. “Don’t think I didn’t notice that sigil on your neck.”

I am different. And it’s not just the sigil. I took another man’s life. One who deserved it, but still… the weight of that sits with me. I made an oath to Riot, Atlas, and Valentin, binding myself to them for life. We serve each other now.

“A lot has happened.” I shrug and take a sip of my whiskey.

Libra gives me a pained look. “Are you going home for winter break? Now that the curse is lifted?”

An uneasiness washes over me. The thought of going back to Wickford Hollow makes my skin crawl. But only because I don’t want to face my parents. I do miss Bailey, though. And it would be nice to tell her everything in person.

“We haven’t decided what we’re doing yet. We’re still talking about it.” I can feel them judging me with their eyes. Neither one of them is a fan of my guys. Even Libra, who used to adore Atlas, has nothing nice to say about him now. I can’t really blame her after they humiliated her in front of all the initiates.

Villette grabs my hand and squeezes it. “You have a lot to figure out. Lib and I are both here for you if you need us.”

I nod and force a smile. “Riot’s family wants to see all of us, so we’ll most likely go there first. Thanks for not totally hating me.”

Libra rolls her eyes. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic, Blackwell. I’ve had worse things happen to me than getting locked in a basement by a ghost.”

“We could never hate you,” Villette adds. “Nocturnus is clearly your destiny. It has been since you were born. One way or another, you were always supposed to end up here.”

A chill trickles up my spine. I never really believed in destiny before. I didn’t believe in much of anything. But that’s all changed now.

My phone buzzes. I look down to see a text from Riot and it sets off a flurry of nerves in my stomach. I give them a look and start to speak, but Libra cuts me off.

She waves her hand like she’s shooing me. “Yeah, we know. They’ve summoned you. When they call, you go.”

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