Page 123 of Bonds of Obsession

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmurs against my lips as his hands roam possessively over my body.

He spins me around, pressing me up against the side of the elevator with the floor-to-ceiling window that overlooks the city.

“Go on and brace your hands on it,” he says, and I don’t waste any time placing my palms against the cool glass as he holds me in place.

Atlas’s fingers dip lower, slipping between my folds to find my sensitive clit. He circles it gently, making me gasp and arch my back as a fresh wave of pleasure rolls through me.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he whispers, his hot breath fanning across my shoulder. He lowers his head, his tongue tracing a path along the curve of my neck. “So messy too. Look at all this cum leaking out of your pussy.”

My breath hitches as I look down and see his fingers sliding through the mixture of his best friends’ cum. My thighs are slick with it, and there’s still more coming out each time my muscles clench.

“You like that, don’t you?” His thumb brushes over my clit, making me buck my hips. “You like being their filthy little toy.”

“Yes,” I gasp, biting my lip as a sharp spike of need coils low in my belly.

Reading my body perfectly—just like he always does—Atlas’s hand slides lower until his middle finger is teasing the tight pucker of my ass. I moan, and my eyes flutter closed as he circles the ring of muscle.

“You want this too, don’t you?” he asks, even though I’m sure he already knows the answer. “You want my cock in your ass since they’ve already had your pussy.”

It isn’t a question anymore, and there’s no point in denying it when I really do want it so damn bad.

“Yes,” I choke out, my cheeks burning. “Please, Atlas. Fuck my ass. I need you inside me.”

He leans in, and I feel him smile against my neck as his finger gently presses against my entrance. I hiss as he slowly pushes inside, stretching me open. It’s been a while, and the burn is intense, but it only adds to my pleasure.

“You’re so tight here too,” he growls, his free hand coming around to caress my breast. “You feel incredible.”

“More,” I beg, not caring how it sounds. I know my three men aren’t going to judge me. “I need more.”

His finger curls inside me and my vision blurs as a spike of pleasure shoots down to my toes.

“Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” he teases, adding a second finger and stretching me wider. “Don’t worry, vicious. I’m gonna fuck this pretty little ass until you can’t sit down for a week.”

I moan, arching my back as he works his fingers in and out of my ass. It’s not enough to truly satisfy me, but it’s a start.

I can feel him dragging the head of his thick cock through the creamy mixture that’s still running down my thighs, and another rush of wet heat soaks my core as I realize he’s about to use Killian’s and Nico’s cum as lube.

“Ready for me, vicious?” he asks as my eyes flutter open to meet his. “Ready for my cock in your ass?”

My whole body thrums with need as I bite my lip and nod, my eyes never leaving his as he lines himself up with my entrance.

He pulls his fingers out, and I whine, already missing the stretch and burn. But I don’t have to wait long. He lines up his cock, and then he’s pushing inside, filling me up with each slow, torturous inch.

“Oh, god,” I groan, pressing my palms harder against the window. I’m trying to keep my body relaxed as he works his way deeper, but he’s so damn big that it feels like he’s splitting me in half. “It feels so… oh fuck, so good.”

“Yeah, you’re taking this cock in your ass.” He grips my hips tightly as he sinks in more and more. “You’ve almost got it all in there now.”

Finally, he’s buried to the hilt. We stay like that for a moment, my body getting used to his size.

“Move,” I beg, my voice hoarse and desperate. I don’t know how much more teasing I can take. “Please, Atlas. Fuck me hard. I’m already so close.”

He pulls out slowly, only to snap his hips forward and bury himself inside me again. My breath catches in my throat at the force of the thrust, and a moan tears from my lips.

“Your ass is so fucking perfect.” He groans, thrusting again as he starts to find a rhythm. “I love the way it grips me and pulls me in deeper. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever felt.”

I cry out, my head hitting the window with each powerful thrust until I finally leave my cheek pressed against the cool glass, craving the soothing sensation as the rest of my body burns with heat.

“Pound her ass,” Nico grunts, watching slack-jawed as Atlas uses me harder and harder.

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