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“It’s not happening,” Callum spits.

I smile. “Atlas, be a good boy and take out your cock.”

Atlas rises from the floor and unbuckles his pants. He lowers the zipper and pushes the black denim down to his ankles. Stepping out of the pants, he stands before me, naked from thewaist down. My mouth waters as I take in his hard cock, pointing at me like an arrow with one aim.

“You’re a good boy, aren’t you, Atlas?”

“Yes,” he moans.

“I know you are. That’s why I’m going to let you fuck me while Callum watches like a little bitch.”

22

CALLUM

Watching Mona Baran on the edge of my bed, my boyfriend standing between her splayed thighs as he fucks her, is like being trapped in the ninth circle of hell.

She wants me to bark. If I’m honest, I already feel like a dog salivating over a succulent steak just out of reach. I don’t know why I’m not giving her what she wants. Maybe this is one of those stubborn moments where one cuts off their nose to spite their face.

“Bark, Callum. Bark, and I’ll let you fuck my pussy.”

Mona’s taunts aren’t making things better. My yearning for her is ramping up so much that I fear I might explode.

“Fuck,” Atlas groans. “Goddamn, you feel so good. So fuckin’ good.”

Jesus, can he shut up? How hard would it be to fuck silently?

“That’s it, Atlas. Fuck my pussy. You’re doing such a good job. That’s it, stretch me nice and wide.”

“Fuck, I don’t think I can hold it much longer,” Atlas moans. “This perfect cunt feels so good around my dick. You’re a perfect slut, Mona. My pretty little whore. I’m going to come deep inyou, baby girl. Fill you with my cum. This won’t be enough, sweetheart.”

Atlas is pissing me off. He’s getting what I want, and I can’t handle it. I plan to make him pay later.

“Yes, Atlas. Make sure I know who owns this pussy. Take me hard, Atlas. Make me your whore.”

That’s all Atlas needs. He smiles at Mona and spits on her face, smearing it into her skin before slapping her across the cheek. “Open your mouth, you filthy fuckin’ whore.”

Mona’s hips buck as she parts her lips, allowing Atlas to slide three fingers into her mouth.

“That’s it, cum dump. Fill your holes.” He slaps her face again before sliding his hand between her legs to slap her pussy. “You like getting this pretty pink cunt slapped, don’t you?”

Mona moans and nods.

Atlas slaps her cunt repeatedly. “I’m going to make this cunt red and swollen, dirty girl.”

Mona and Atlas groan as his thrusts become more aggressive. “Fuck. That’s it. Such. A. Fuckin’. Perfect. Pussy. You’re gonna make me come, baby. I’m going to fill this pussy. I can’t wait to see my cum dripping out of your cunt. Can’t wait to see the proof of what a slut you are for me. That's it. God. Yes.”

Atlas stills, groaning. “Fuccccckkk. Awwww. Goddamn.”

Mona’s moans and dirty talk may as well be a fuckin’ bat to my balls. “Fuck, fine.”

Mona turns away from Atlas and stares at me, a mischievous smile gracing her stunning face. “I’m waiting.”

I can’t help it. I crack a smile. The fact that she’s not only survived but also thrived in the last two years makes me happier than I thought possible. I knew Mona was strong the moment she met me head-on, refusing to cower, but to see her like this, completely sure of herself, does something to my heart.

“Woof.”

“I think you can do better than that. Imagine you’re a doggie begging for food.”

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