Page 115 of Crown of Lies

“Alla mia mogliettina sporcacciona piace essere condivisa. Buono.”

I can’t understand the words, but my breath catches at the filthy tone of his voice.

“You’re right,” he adds, switching back to English. “Atlas has as much claim to you as I do. He and Killian are more than brothers to me. We share a bond deeper than that. And that includes sharing you.”

I gasp as Nico pulls me closer, grinding my sensitive clit against the base of his cock.

His eyes darken as he growls, “But now it’s my turn to have your ass. And I want to fuck you there while Atlas fucks your pussy.”

My stomach flips at his words. Killian and Atlas have made me realize how good anal can feel, and a shot of arousal zips through me as I imagine what Nico just described. It sounds incredibly hot, but also intensely overwhelming. I’m not sure if I can handle both of them at once like that, but I know I want to try.

“Fuck,” I breathe, my voice shaky with anticipation. “That sounds… intense.”

Nico’s lips curl into a wicked smirk. “Oh, it will be, mia cara. We’re going to wreck you.”

Atlas chuckles behind me, his voice low and gravelly. “Don’t worry, vicious. We’ll take good care of you.”

My body trembles as Nico lifts me off his lap. I watch, mesmerized, as he stands and strips off the rest of his clothes, revealing all of his toned body. I never get tired of seeing him—all of him—like this. My eyes trail over his muscular chest, down to his abs, and lower still to his cock, already hardening again.

Atlas moves closer, and I turn to watch as he starts undressing too. Fuck, I’m a lucky girl. He pulls his shirt over his head, exposing his tattooed torso. My breath catches as he unbuckles his belt and slides his pants down his legs.

“Like what you see?” Atlas teases, catching me staring.

I lick my lips, nodding. “Always.”

Nico’s hand slides down my back, cupping my ass. “You sure you’re ready for us both?”

“I think so,” I breathe, my eyes flicking between the two stunning men before me.

Atlas takes a step forward, closing the distance between us. His hand cups my cheek, his thumb brushing gently across my bottom lip.

“Let me taste you,” he murmurs.

I lean into his touch, my lips parting slightly as I surrender to his demand. His mouth covers mine, kissing me deeply. His tongue tangles with mine, and I moan into the kiss, reaching up to grip his shoulders as I surrender to the sensation of being devoured by him.

As our tongues dance, I’m vaguely aware of Nico moving away, but I’m too lost in the kiss to pay much attention to anything else. Atlas’s hands roam my body, cupping my breasts, his thumbs grazing my sensitive nipples. He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down my neck, leaving a trail of wet, open-mouthed kisses that make me shiver.

Nico clears his throat, and my eyes flutter open to find him standing by the nightstand, a tube of lube in one hand and…oh fuck, my toy in the other. My cheeks flame as he raises an eyebrow, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

“Ah, mia cara,” he says, his voice thick with amusement. “I see you’ve been keeping yourself entertained.”

I swallow hard, my eyes glued to the familiar little vibrator in his hand. “A girl has to take matters into her own hands from time to time. Just like a man does.”

Nico chuckles. “And here I thought my little wife couldn’t get enough of my cock. Seems like you’ve found other ways to keep yourself busy.”

“I think of you when I use it. Of both of you. Killian too.” I don’t know why I feel the need to give up so much information, but they both seem to be into it.

Nico takes a step closer, his eyes burning into mine. “Were you? Were you thinking of me when you were stuffed full of this toy, crying out my name as you came?”

I whimper, feeling my core clench at the memories. “Yes,” I admit, my eyes falling shut as I relive one of the most vivid fantasies. “Always one of you.”

His smirk widens, and he takes a step closer, his free hand reaching out to stroke my cheek.

“My dirty girl,” he murmurs. “I bet you were so loud, crying out and begging for more. Were you imagining me fucking that pretty mouth of yours, or maybe stretching your tight ass?”

The words send shivers down my spine, and I can feel my body reacting to his filthy talk. “Both,” I whisper, my eyes fluttering open to find Atlas watching us with a heated gaze.

Nico’s eyes narrow as he glances at the toy in his hand. “I think I’ll have you use this to prepare that sweet ass for me,” he says, his voice dropping an octave. “I want you opened up and ready to take my cock, so you can really show me how much you love it when I stretch you out.”

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