Page 61 of Dirty Little Saint

A warmth fills my chest. Riot doesn’t make himself vulnerable very often. I clasp his hand in mine. “Neither do I.”

I follow him to his room and shut the door behind us. My heart races as I watch him remove his shirt and pants before slipping inside the sheets. I strip down as well and climb in next to him.

“Atlas, I need release.”

I wrap my hand around his hard cock. “Use me however you like.”

“Get on your knees and face the wall,” he commands.

Fuck, I’m so hard. I push up and grab a hold of the headboard. “Don’t be gentle.”

He sucks on his fingers before sliding them up and down my ass. “You know I won’t be.”

I lean my forehead against the wall as all the pain in my shoulder dissipates. “Fuck.”

He slides the tip of his cock in first, taunting me with its girth. I scratch my nails down the headboard. Sweat drips from every corner of my body. I want him inside me so fucking bad. I need this ache to subside. This need to be filled by him.

“Relax. Open up for me.” He slides deeper in, and I feel like my belly is going to explode. I spread my legs farther apart and arch my hips back toward him.

“Good boy, Atlas. Just like that.” He lets out a deep moan as he pushes all the way in, stuffing me to the brim.

I cry out and jerk my hips forward, but he yanks them back, slamming his thick cock back into me. “Yeah… Don’t let me get away.”

He reaches around and squeezes my cock. “You could never get away from me.”

There’s a different energy between us tonight. After all we’ve been through, all we’ve sacrificed, we both need this more than ever.

He thrusts all the way in till I can feel his abdomen against my ass cheeks. I bite down on the headboard while he strokes me with both hands and his cock throbs inside me. It’s the sweetest fucking torture.

“Fuck me. Please,” I beg.

Riot chuckles as he slips out, leaving just the tip inside. He moves it in circles, tickling my entrance until I’m ready to fucking cry from need. “Mmm, I love that tight puckered hole.”

I moan and jerk my hips, urging him to put it all the way back in. “Show me. I want to see what you’ve done to me.”

He reaches for his phone. “Hold still for me.” He fingers my ass, rubbing his tip around it before I hear the click of the camera.

Fuck. I’m so hot. So desperate for his cock.

Riot shoves the phone in my face. “Look how red and swollen you are for me.”

The picture unhinges me, unleashing an orgasm so fucking deep, I let out a guttural scream so loud, I’m sure every single initiate in the house hears me.

Riot thrusts back in and echoes my cries as he thrashes into me like a wild animal. “Fuck, Atlas. You take me so fucking well.”

His cum is hot and thick and so fucking creamy. I grab my own cock and milk myself, squirting my cum all over the pillows and sheets. He slams into me as he rides his orgasm, knocking me into the headboard. “That’s it. Take it all out on me. Give me your fucking violence.”

Riot wraps a hand around my throat as he stills his cock inside me. His cum leaks down the backs of my thighs and ass. “No one can break us, Atlas. The four of us are too strong together.”

I take a deep breath as my pulse starts to steady. “Only we can break each other.”

Maureen

“There has to be something you can do. He’s my best friend’s brother. Isn’t that a conflict of interest?”

Miss Florian glares up at me from behind her pointy glasses. “No, Miss Blackwell, it’s not. And no, there’s nothing I can do. The drop period has passed. So unless you want to get an F, you’ll need to get yourself over to Professor Crane’s poetry class immediately.”

I roll my eyes at her and storm out of the admin office. A chill sweeps through my bones as I stand on the front steps. Fuck. If Villette finds out that her brother watched me get fucked, she’s going to be pissed. She might not ever talk to me again. A group of students snicker as they walk past me. I realize I’m just standing there, staring out into space with three ravens at my feet.

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