Page 79 of Bonds of Obsession

“She was,” Killian agrees, his grip tightening. “Made to be shared between us. Made for us to use. To claim. To own.”

Each brutal thrust pushes me farther onto Nico’s length. Tears prick my eyes from the effort, but their praise makes me burn hotter.

“That’s it,” Killian grunts. “We know what you can handle, siren. Take it all.”

They do know—all three of them know—and I love the thought that I can just let go, just let them be in charge while I submit completely to whatever they want to give me, whether it’s pain or pleasure or a mixture of both.

Atlas reaches out and tweaks my nipple, then worries the tight little bud between his thumb and finger. “You’re doing sogood, vicious. Never seen anything hotter than watching you take both of them like this.”

“You like that, mia cara?” Nico asks roughly. “Like being stuffed full of cock while we take turns watching?”

I whimper around his length, unable to answer but desperate for more.

“Answer him,” Killian demands, pulling my head back off his cock with a wet pop. “Tell him how much you love being our little whore.”

“Love it,” I gasp. “Love being yours. All of yours.”

“Aw, fuck,” Atlas groans. “I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that.”

“Because she knows what she needs,” Killian responds, forcing me back onto Nico’s length. “She knows we’re the only ones who can give it to her.”

My whole body trembles as they use me. Through it all, I feel completely safe. Protected. Owned.

“Taking us so good,” Nico praises. “Such a perfect little mouth on a perfect little cock slut.”

Killian’s thrusts get harder, more demanding. “And this is what a cock slut needs, isn’t it? All the cock she can handle? All the cock we can give her?”

The pleasure builds until I can’t hold back anymore. Sparks shoot through my whole body as I come hard around Killian’s cock while I moan around Nico’s length. My pussy clamps down tight, pulsing with each wave of pleasure.

“Fuck yes,” Killian grunts, his rhythm turning erratic. “That’s it. Take it all. Milk my cock with that tight little pussy.”

“Christ, that’s hot,” Atlas growls. “You made her come so hard she can barely breathe.”

“Perfect little slut,” Nico praises, still buried in my throat. “My good little cock-hungry wife.”

Killian’s thrusts get rougher as he chases his own release. “Gonna fill you up,” he pants. “I’ll make my cum drip out of you just like Atlas did.”

He comes with a deep growl, flooding me with heat. Before I can catch my breath, he and Nico move in perfect sync, lifting and flipping me between them. Killian leans back on the pillows, holding my upper body firmly against his chest while Nico grips my thighs.

“Hold her tight,” Nico orders. “I want her to feel every inch when I fuck her.”

“She can take it,” Killian says as he leans in closer to my ear. “Can’t you, siren?”

My heart races faster at being suspended between them, completely at their mercy. “Please,” I gasp. “Yes, please. I’ll take it. I need… need you inside me.”

I know I’m babbling and begging, but I don’t fucking care. I can already feel Killian’s cum trickling out of my pussy, and I just want to be full again. So blissfully, ridiculously full.

“Fucking Christ,” Nico groans, looking down at where his friends’ mingled cum is still dripping from me. “So fucking slick for us, mia cara. Dripping down those pretty thighs.” He drags his thick length through my folds, teasing. “And already pushing against me, eager for more cock.”

“Fuck, she’d better be ready,” Atlas says, smirking. “Taking that monster cock of yours.”

Nico laughs as he lines himself up. “We’ve been saving the best for last. You’ve got me so fucking horny watching my brothers stretch you out and get you ready for me.”

His massive length nudges at my entrance, and my heart races faster. Even after taking Killian and Atlas, I know taking Nico will be intense. He’s so damn big—but fuck if I’m not practically salivating just thinking of how good he’s about to make me feel.

“Please,” I whimper, trying to arch toward him, doing my best to get even a fraction of an inch closer. “I need you inside me now, husband.”

Nico drives in with one hard thrust, making me cry out. Thankfully, I’m stretched and slick enough from the others that my body yields to him, taking every thick inch.

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