Page 91 of Crown of Lies

Something lights in Killian’s eyes, and he exchanges a look with Nico, giving a subtle nod. The air in the room shifts, tension coiling like a spring ready to snap.

Killian turns back to me, his gaze intense. “Remember your safe word, siren,” he says, his voice low and gravelly. “Use it if you need to.”

I nod, my heart racing with anticipation. “I remember.”

He holds my gaze for a moment longer, as if searching for any hesitation. Finding none, he moves suddenly, his hands gripping my waist as he lifts me effortlessly. In one fluid motion, he lays me out on the bed, my back hitting the soft mattress.

Killian looms over me, his body a solid wall of muscle and heat. His eyes roam over me, drinking in every detail. I can see the hunger there, barely restrained, and it sends a shiver of excitement through me.

“Last chance to back out,” he says, his fingers tracing a light path down my arm.

I shake my head, my voice steady as I reply, “I’m not backing out. I want this.”

A slow, predatory smile spreads across his face. “Good,” he growls, “because we’re going to ruin you, siren. In all the best ways.”

Killian doesn’t keep me waiting. He quickly strips away my remaining clothes, leaving me completely naked and exposed.

“Look at you, all spread out for us.” Killian’s voice is a low rumble, filled with satisfaction. “You remember the first time I tasted your pussy? Fuck, you were so sweet. So wet. But you held back, didn’t you? Not this time. You understand?”

I swallow, my heart pounding as I nod.

He reaches for my wrist, pinning it above my head with one hand as he presses a kiss to my inner elbow, his breath warm on my skin. “You’re ours now. Our beautiful little siren.”

Before I can respond, his mouth is on mine, his kiss demanding and possessive. His free hand roams my body, gripping my hip, then sliding down to squeeze my thigh before pulling my leg up to hook over his hip.

I gasp into his mouth as I feel his hardness against my thigh, straining against his pants. He grinds against me, his lips never leaving mine as he teases my entrance, but never enters. Histhumb finds my clit, stroking firmly, sending shocks of pleasure through me.

I moan, my body arching off the bed, seeking more. But Killian’s hand on my wrist holds me in place, controlling my movements, making me feel truly helpless for the first time.

He pulls away, his eyes burning into mine. “That’s it. Let us see how much you need it. Beg if you have to.”

I shake my head, breathless. “Not going to?—”

But before I can finish, Killian releases my wrist and trails his hand all the way down my body, his fingers slipping between my folds. He teases my entrance, circling, but never entering. My hips buck involuntarily, seeking the release I so desperately need.

“So wet, siren. So ready.” Killian’s voice is a dark murmur. “You’ve always been greedy for us, haven’t you? For our cocks. Our fingers. Our mouths.”

I bite my lip, unable to speak, my body thrumming.

He chuckles, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “That’s right. You don’t have to say it. We know.”

He presses a finger inside me, filling me slowly, his thumb still working my clit. “Tonight, you’re gonna scream our names. Over and over and over again.”

As if on cue, I feel another hand on my other thigh, stroking lightly. Then Nico’s rough voice growls, “Gonna fuck you so hard, mia cara. You’re not gonna walk right for a fucking week.”

With my legs spread wide, Killian keeps me open and exposed for Nico, who traces feathery kisses along my inner thigh, his breath hot on my skin. “You taste as sweet as I remember. Like candy.”

Killian’s fingers continue to tease me, slipping in and out, but never giving me what I crave. “She’s tight, Nico. Already clenching around my fingers. Can’t wait to feel that around my cock.”

Nico’s tongue flickers out, teasing my entrance, making me squirm. “We’re all gonna take a turn in that sweet pussy. But I want a taste first.”

Killian chuckles, then releases my leg, leaving me completely open and vulnerable to Nico’s mouth. “All yours.”

Nico’s tongue delves into me, lapping at my juices, his fingers joining Killian’s to stretch me, to make me ready for them.

“Fuck, she tastes incredible.” Nico mutters between licks. “Like the sweetest dessert.”

“Lucky us,” Killian agrees, his thumb brushing circles around my clit.

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