Page 76 of Bonds of Obsession

“But you?” I continue, sliding one hand up to grip her throat. Not squeezing, just holding. “You feel everything. And that makes you stronger, not weaker.”

“He’s right,” Killian adds, taking a step closer. His eyes are locked on to hers, and I can feel her start to shiver against me. “Your heart is what makes you dangerous, but it also helps you keep your humanity.”

A soft sound escapes her as I press my cock firmly against her ass. “You know what else I love?” I ask, my free hand working the button of her jeans. “How wet you get when we talk about taking you together.”

Her sharp intake of breath is all the confirmation I need. Atlas curses under his breath, and I can see the bulge straining against his pants as he gingerly pushes himself up from the chair where he’s been sitting. The energy in the room shifts and becomes electric with pent-up need.

“You want that, mia cara?” I ask, voice rough. “All three of us fucking you? Making you forget everything except how good we can make you feel?”

She nods, but I knew the answer before I even asked the question. “Yes. Please.”

Something primal roars to life inside me. This woman—this smart, beautiful, sexy-as-fuck survivor—trusts all three of us enough to let go. To let us see her vulnerable. To let us own her, if only for a little while at a time.

I catch Killian’s eye, then Atlas’s. They know what I’m thinking. What I want. What we all want.

Killian moves first and Atlas follows, both of them drawn to her like they can’t fucking help themselves. My hands tightenpossessively on Quinn’s hips as they close in around her. The four of us move together like we’ve done this a thousand times, like we were made for this. For her.

The soft sounds she makes as we touch her go straight to my cock, feeding something dark and hungry inside me.

“Look at her,” Atlas growls, his voice rough with need. “She’s so fucking perfectly needy.”

Killian’s large hand slides up to grip her throat, taking over from where mine was. The way she yields to him, trusting even though she knows damn well what those hands are capable of, makes my cock painfully hard.

“Tell them what you need, mia cara,” I demand, my lips brushing her ear. “Tell them how you want us to make you forget everything except who you belong to.”

Her breath catches as Killian’s other hand slides lower, teasing while Atlas claims her mouth in a brutal kiss that leaves her moaning for more.

“Everything,” she gasps when Atlas releases her. “I need all three of you in me. Now.”

“Yeah, I’ll give you everything,” Killian promises. “Every fucking inch.” His eyes lock with mine over her shoulder, and I see the same savage hunger there. “We’re gonna make you fucking scream our names, over and over and over again.”

I grope her ass, squeezing and kneading those perfectly round globes over her jeans. The way she writhes against me, grinding her ass back into my cock, makes it clear she’s already close to the edge. Someone else’s hands—Killian’s, I think—are between her thighs, working her pussy through the denim. She’s gotta be so fucking wet by now, and I can’t wait to taste her, to make her fall apart while someone else fills her sweet pussy.

Her shirt is starting to ride up, and I don’t waste any time pulling it up and over her head. She raises her arms to help me, and I take a moment to appreciate the sight of her, moaningand writhing as we give her all the attention she deserves. Atlas practically tears her bra away, and then his face disappears between her breasts. She moans, her head falling back against my shoulder as she gives herself over to the sensation.

It’s too fucking tempting, and I can’t resist any longer. I kiss her, moving from her neck to her lips and letting our tongues entwine. I want more. I want all of her.

Atlas breaks away from Quinn’s breasts and jerks his head toward the hallway. “Upstairs. Now.” His voice is as commanding as ever, but I catch the slight grimace as he shifts his weight.

“I’ve got her.” Killian doesn’t miss a beat, already moving to scoop Quinn into his arms before Atlas accidentally busts a fucking stitch. Our girl wraps her legs around his waist instinctively, and fuck if that isn’t the hottest thing I’ve seen in way too long.

I can’t help but grin, watching them work together without missing a beat. We’ve always been in sync during jobs, but this? This is different. Better. The way we can anticipate each other’s needs, the way we all know exactly what she needs without having to say a word.

Killian carries her toward the stairs, her perfect ass cupped in his massive hands. She’s still wearing those tight fucking jeans, but not for long. Not with the way Atlas is looking at her like he wants to tear them off with his teeth.

“We’re gonna make you forget your own name,” Killian promises as he takes the stairs two at a time. Quinn’s only response is to kiss him hard, one hand fisted in his shirt while the other reaches back toward Atlas and me.

Atlas catches my eye, and I see my own need reflected there. We follow them up to her bedroom, and as Killian sets her down on the bed, I’m already planning exactly how I want to take her apart.

“Look at you, so fucking ready for us, aren’t you?” I growl, reaching out to grope one of those perfect tits. Her nipples are hard and tight, begging for attention, and I love the soft whimper I earn from her. “You like that, mia cara? Want more?”

Atlas peels her pants off quickly, then rips her panties away as if they’re made of tissue paper, sinking his tongue into her pussy like he’s fucking starving for her. Quinn bucks her hips up, seeking more pressure, and Killian and I both freeze for a second as we shuck our own clothes, mesmerized by the sight.

I shouldn’t be this turned on by watching someone else eat her out. But fuck, is it hot as hell seeing her writhe and hearing those needy little sounds she’s making. I start stroking myself, slow and steady, as Killian does the same.

“Fuck, you taste good,” Atlas murmurs, pulling away just long enough to speak before diving back in. “I could stay down here for fucking days at a time just eating your sweet pussy.”

“More,” Quinn gasps, her hands fisting in the sheets as she arches off the bed. Killian’s got one of her nipples in his mouth now, and I lean down to take the other, licking and sucking while he teases her with his teeth.

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