Page 19 of Dirty Little Saint

I slide my lips up and down while he threads his fingers in my hair. The salt from his skin mixed with the toxin sends my pulse into a frenzy. He grunts and pulls my hair as I scrape my teeth across his shaft.

Without warning, his cum bursts into my mouth, his cock pulsing against my cheeks as I swallow it down. He grabs the nape of my neck and thrusts all the way to the back of my throat. My eyes water and I have to breathe through my nose as he gags me.

But it feels so fucking good.

He chuckles as he pulls out. “Fuck, that was good.”

I lick my swollen lips as I come up for air. “You better sleep with one eye open, Atlas. I will get you back for violating me.”

He squeezes my chin and then gives my cheek a playful slap. “I can’t wait for your revenge, Maur. I’m sure it’s going to be fucking epic.”

I roll my eyes and slide off the bed. “Where are the other two psychos?”

He hands me the sweats and T-shirt I’d been wearing before he ripped them off me. “They’re around here somewhere. Hey… are you okay?”

I glare at him as I dress. “Okay? You have no idea what they did to me. I thought you’d be more concerned.”

He sighs. “I was. But I knew you could handle it. I won’t let them hurt you, Maur.”

I charge forward and give him a hard shove. “But they did fucking hurt me, Atlas. Didn’t you get a good look at the welts on my ass? Or were you too busy staring at my pussy?”

He tries to hug me, but I push him away. “Maur—”

“Thirty-five lashes. Front and back. For killing a man in self-defense. A man you all hated and were going to kill anyway. Tell me, what would Holden Graves have done to you if you’d been the one to shove the knife in Zeke’s chest? Hmm? I bet you wouldn’t have had to strip naked and make yourself cum in front of a bunch of creepy old men.”

Atlas’s nostrils flare. “They made you do what?”

I snicker. “Oh, you didn’t know they were going to do that? You must have missed the memo. What the fuck else did you think was going to happen? I’m a woman. I knew what was in store for me the second I saw the way Holden looked at me.”

He’s pacing around the room now, sweat beading at his neck. “Then why the hell did you agree? We would have gotten you out of there if you asked.”

I throw up my hands, frustrated with how simple-minded and naïve he’s acting. “Because he would have punished Riot instead!” I yell. Tears start pouring down my cheeks before I can stop them. “I… didn’t want him to get hurt because of me.”

I wipe my face with my arm, the rage building again when I think about Holden’s hand on my pussy, the way he cupped it while he mutilated my thigh. “But the three of you let me go in there alone. You let it go on for hours. Didn’t you think at any point that, hey, maybe we should go check and make sure she’s still alive?”

Atlas’s chest heaves, his breathing erratic. “I’m sorry… we didn’t think. This life is all we know. I forget that you’re not used to all this.”

I snicker again and head for the bedroom door. “You’re right. How could I forget? The three of you did the same fucking thing to Libra. And she’s your own flesh and blood. I knew there was going to be some fucked up weird shit that I had to do to be initiated, but that… what they did to me… it was a joke to them. A game. They’re probably all laughing about it together right now.”

Atlas reaches for me again, but I slide out of his grasp. “Maureen, I’m sorry. Please. Fuck. I didn’t know.”

I laugh in his face. “Holden Graves said that I belong to him now. To all of those bastards. He let them jerk off all over me. I was covered in their cum. It leaked into every fucking crevice of my body. Deep down, you had to fucking know.”

Before he can say another word, I open the door to find Valentin glaring daggers in our direction. He braces himself against the doorframe, his arms shaking. “I’m going to fucking murder all of them.”

An ache forms in my chest. Fucking Val… The violence that breeds in his eyes has always been my salvation. He’s the only one who said I didn’t have to go through with the ritual. That he’d take me away. But the sight of him still makes me angry.

I shove him out of my way. “You should have come for me,” I snarl.

He nods. “You’re right. I failed. Tell me what to do.”

My heart breaks for him. I know he will let this guilt destroy him. But I’m too angry to show mercy right now. “You can both go to hell. I’m done.”

Atlas’s eyes widen. “You aren’t leaving, are you?”

“Let her go if she wants. I don’t blame her,” Val sighs.

I shake my head. “I’m not leaving. I just need some air. And to be alone.”

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