Page 114 of Crown of Lies

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My heart lurchesat Nico’s unexpected demand. Without breaking stride, I turn my head to see Atlas standing there, his eyes smoldering as he takes in the scene that’s been playing out right in front of him. A jolt of electricity shoots through me at the realization that he’s been watching us.

“You knew,” I say to Nico, biting my lip as I continue to move on his cock. “You knew he was there.”

He chuckles, a deep, satisfied sound. “Of course I knew, mia cara. I wanted him to watch. I wanted him to see you like this.”

The filthy words push me closer to the edge. I’m so turned on by the idea of putting on a show for Atlas, letting him watch as Nico claims me.

“Damn, that’s hot,” Atlas growls, taking a step closer. His eyes are fixed on the place where our bodies are joined, on the way I’m taking Nico’s cock deep inside me. “Keep going, vicious. Let’s see you come all over him.”

Hearing Atlas’s deep voice urging me on, watching him take a step nearer… it’s too much for me.

“Oh, fuck!” I cry out, my body arching as pleasure surges through me. I clench around Nico, my inner walls fluttering as Iride out the intense wave. I can feel his hands tight on my hips, holding me in place as I shudder and moan.

“That’s it, mia cara,” Nico says, his voice rough with desire. “Come all over my cock. Let Atlas see what it looks like when you fall apart for me.”

I’m so lost in my orgasm that I can barely think or see or breathe for several long, blissful seconds. Then I hear Atlas behind me, encouraging me to keep going, to keep riding out my orgasm even though I’m not sure I can take much more pleasure without passing out.

“Look at you, taking him so beautifully,” Atlas rumbles. “Ride him, vicious. Show me how well you ride.”

His praise sends shivers down my spine, and I want to give him what he wants. I quicken my pace, rocking my hips with every thrust.

He steps closer, crowding my space as his hands find my hips. His grip tightens, urging me on as he helps lift and lower my body, meeting Nico’s relentless thrusts. It’s a heady display of dominance as he takes charge, dictating the rhythm, dictating my pleasure.

“That’s it, take him deeper. Fuck, you look good like that. Take him harder, show him how you ride, vicious. Make him come with that tight pussy.”

Every dirty demand is pushing me further, making me crave more. I’m keenly aware of Atlas’s intense stare as he directs the action, taking in every twitch I make and every moan that falls from my lips. My thighs burn as he lifts and lowers me, but the slight pain only heightens the sensation for me. Every thrust from Nico sends pleasure coiling tighter, and I know I’m already close to the edge again.

Atlas leans closer, his breath hot against my ear. “Yeah. Fuck yeah. Ride him hard. You’re gonna make him lose control. He won’t be able to hold back much longer.”

Then, Nico groans, a deep, primal sound that rumbles from his chest. His hands grip my hips with bruising force as he surges upward, meeting my downward thrust. His release pulses inside me, and his body arches, a feral snarl escaping his lips.

“Goddamn,” Atlas growls, his voice thick with approval. “Take his cum, vicious. Milk him dry.”

Nico’s fingers dig into my skin, his body tensing one last time as he surrenders to the pleasure, a low groan rumbling in his chest.

I wobble as his thrusts stutter to a halt, his cock throbbing inside me. His eyes are closed, his chest heaving as he rides out his climax. I’m keenly aware of Atlas standing behind me, his eyes burning into my back as he takes in the intimate scene.

“Damn, that was good,” Nico growls, his eyes still closed as he relishes the aftershocks of his orgasm. “You feel so fucking good, mia cara.”

“Mmm, she does,” Atlas agrees, his voice a low rumble. “So tight and wet.”

Nico’s eyes snap open, a possessive glint in their depths as he meets Atlas’s gaze. “Fucking right she is.” His hands slide up my back, pulling me tighter against him. “She milks me dry every time.”

“Bet she does.” Atlas’s eyes flick down to where we’re still joined, his gaze heated. “Ever fucked that sweet ass of hers?”

Nico’s grip tightens on my body. “Not yet. Been too tempted by that sweet pussy to work my way back there so far. I’ll get there, though.”

Atlas steps closer, his eyes darkening. “It’s good, Nico. And you think her pussy is tight? Try having her milk your cock with that ass.”

A shiver runs down my spine at his words, and I can feel Nico’s cock pulse inside me, reacting to the idea of Atlas taking me like that. Nico’s hands slide down to cup my ass, giving it afirm squeeze. “Really?” he murmurs, his breath hot against my skin. “You let him have your ass?”

I smirk, turning my head to look at Nico over my shoulder. “His mark is on me, just like yours. We may be married, but he’s got the same claim on me as you do. You said so yourself.”

Nico’s smirk widens at my response, his eyes dark and hungry. He leans forward, his lips brushing my ear as he murmurs something in Italian.

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