Page 121 of Bonds of Obsession

“Fuck.” Nico exhales across my neck. “Say it again.”

“I want you both to fuck me.” The words come easier now, driven by pure desperation. “I want to feel you stretch me until I can barely take it.”

Killian groans against my ear. “That’s our good girl.”

He locks eyes with his two best friends above my head, a silent communication passing between the three of them. Thenhe turns me around again so that I’m facing him as Nico steps up behind me, with Atlas standing close by.

“Spread your legs, vicious,” Atlas murmurs.

Nico’s hands tighten on my hip, pulling me back against his hard length. I gasp, and my legs part instinctively as Killian’s fingers dive between my folds, two of them sinking deep inside me.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry out, even as I arch into him.

“Goddamn, you’re wet for us. You fucking love this, don’t you?” Killian growls, his fingers curling inside me. He pumps in and out, slow and deliberate.

“Yes, yes,” I start to chant, losing myself in the moment.

I should probably care that this is all going down in a mirrored elevator, in a building none of us technically even live in.

But I don’t give a damn. I can’t even pretend to.

Nico’s fingers join Killian’s, stretching me wider. A whimper escapes my lips. The feeling of being filled, stretched, possessed by all three of them sends a jolt of pure pleasure through me.

“Look at her, Atlas,” Nico says, his voice thick with lust. “So fucking needy.”

Atlas’s fingers begin to work against my clit while his friends finger fuck me, circling and teasing. I buck against their combined touch, desperate for more.

“That’s it,” Atlas whispers against my ear. “Take it. Let them stretch you nice and wide.”

Killian’s fingers quicken their pace, hitting a spot deep inside me that sends shivers down my spine. Nico’s fingers follow suit, mirroring Killian’s movements. They work together, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

“Not yet,” Killian says, pulling his fingers out at the last second and leaving me aching and frustrated. Nico and Atlas follow, making me whine needily as my body protests.

“We need you on edge, mia cara,” Nico murmurs, his lips brushing against my neck. “Ready to come for us whenever we allow you to.”

Finally, Killian lifts me in his arms, letting me wrap my legs around his waist as he slides into me. His eyes are locked on to mine, and I gasp at the familiar stretch of being filled by him.

Oh, god. If Killian is already stretching me, how the fuck am I going to take Nico too?

That thought is pushed aside for now as Killian thrusts deep into me for a few strokes, each one sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Killian growls, his fingers digging into my hips. “So tight and wet.”

I whimper and dig my nails into his shoulders as he pulls me down onto his cock, holding me in place once he’s balls deep.

That’s when I feel the head of Nico’s thick cock working its way in alongside Killian’s. It’s intense and a bit painful, almost too much to handle, but I don’t say my safe word. I want this. I want both of them. All of them.

“You can take it, vicious,” Atlas says, reaching over to cup my breast before taking my nipple between his thumb and finger. “You were fucking made for this.”

I moan, my head falling back as Nico starts to move, working his way deeper inside me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I exhale every word with every inch he buries inside me. “It feels like you… like you’re splitting me open.”

“You’re doing great, mia cara,” Nico grinds out through gritted teeth. “You’re taking both of us like a fucking champ.”

“Keep going,” Killian nods, leaning in to nip at my neck, then my ear. “Keep going until you’re all the way in. Then we’re gonna fuck her until she comes all over both our cocks.”

Just hearing his plans for me is almost enough to send me over the edge, but I know better. I hold on through the slow, agonizing process, but I can finally start to feel myself stretching to accommodate them both.

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