Page 2 of Dirty Little Saint

“Spread your legs, open up for us,” Riot orders. His voice is hoarse and gravelly at the sight of my soaking wet pussy.

Valentin and Atlas move in closer, flanking me on either side.

I’m about to be devoured.

The snake hisses and lunges toward me as if he remembers how I taste and craves another bite.

“Don’t make any sudden moves, love.” Atlas towers over me, his blue-green eyes glowing like fairy lights.

Fuck.

I tense, every muscle in my body going rigid. With Zeus firmly in his grasp, he brings him closer.

Valentin clasps my head in his hands. He leans over, kissing my cheek as he whispers, “Mor tua, vita mea.” Your death, my life.

I whimper and brace myself for the bite.

Riot caresses my thighs. “Don’t fight it, Firecracker.”

Zeus slithers up my leg, returning to the spot he’s tasted before. The sigil on my neck burns as if it were freshly carved. A bolt of electricity shoots through my veins like a power growing inside me.

I close my eyes to escape the madness that threatens to consume me, but all I see are angry ravens. “F-fuck,” I stammer. Panic rises in my chest.

“Shhh,” Valentin coos. He softly rubs my nipples between his fingers. “Stop trying to be in control. Let it happen.”

I open my lids and lock eyes with Atlas again. Satisfied that I’m not going to freak out, he loosens his grip on Zeus. The impatient reptile darts forward and doesn’t stop until its fangs are sinking into my thigh.

I gasp and arch my back. “Oh, no,” I cry out. “It burns.”

An eruption of moans echoes in my ears as they watch. My vision starts to blur, and it feels like an eternity before Atlas pries Zeus off me. I feel the poison barreling through my veins like a freight train.

It moves fast, making its way to my heart. True fear consumes me, and I start to doubt whether he’ll be able to suck the toxin out in time.

I try to scream, but my tongue feels like a bowling ball in my mouth.

The wound on my thigh grows hotter. Through my haze, I can see Atlas’s head between my legs.

I blink a few times, and it becomes clearer.

A light swirls around us. An energy that crackles in between each limb.

I swallow hard as every nerve in my body prickles. I feel everything, but I can’t force any part of my body to move.

I’m not in control.

Atlas licks his lips. “Thatta girl. You did so good.”

Riot traces my open wound with his thumb. “This is where it should go.”

Valentin nods in agreement. He kisses my cheek again. “The power of Serpentis.”

Oh, fuck. He’s going to carve the sigil on top of the snake bite. No. I try to sit up, but my body feels like dead weight. “Wait,” I whisper.”

Riot drags a finger down the center of my pussy. “Relax. It will only hurt a little. Let me show you how pleasure eases the pain.”

I let out a moan as he rubs my clit in circles while plunging his other finger deep inside me. He pumps in and out slowly. Every flick is heightened under the paralysis.

“Mmm, yeah. That’s it. You look so fucking hot with my fingers inside you.”

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