Page 57 of Beautiful Beasts

I can’t risk their lives, I just fucking can’t.

I have lost track of time. I don’t know how long we have each been giving ourselves to each other, but my body is coated in sweat, and I am slowly catching my breath again. I lead Harley over to the window seat, place my hands on his chest, and push him back, forcing him to sit back in the window seat.

His eyes are locked onto me as I crawl into his lap. I place one hand on the window next to his head as I position myself over his cock. I reach between us, grab onto him, and run my fingers over his piercing, eliciting a deep growl from Harley’s chest. I place the tip at my entrance, keeping my eyes on him as I impale myself on his hard cock. The delicious stretch from the barbells on the underside of his cock has my pussy weeping around him.

“Baby girl,” he moans as I lean in, smashing my lips to his. I ride his cock, digging my nails into his chest. He growls into my mouth as I feel Dante come up behind me. I slow my movements and lean forward, pressing my chest against Harley’s, presenting my ass to Dante.

Harley is my gentle Beast, the man who knows me better than I do when it comes to my mental well-being and my emotions. Dante is my tough Beast, the man who knows my body better than I do, who needs to claim me in the roughest ways. In the ways only he can.

Dante places his hand on my lower back as I stop grinding on Harley’s cock. Our tongues continue to dance as I relax into Dante’s touch. Harley grabs my ass cheeks and spreads them, and Dante growls as he places the head of his cock against my ass. My heart races as I try to relax, anticipating the moment he pushes inside me.

No lube, no foreplay. It is just not his style.

He has given me his gentle touch for the past few hours, but now it is time we fuck each other. I have never been one for gentle touches. It is not something I am used to from a man, but Harley and Dante have changed that for me. The need to be fucked and claimed is still a desire of mine, something I need to balance out the gentleness.

I know it doesn’t make sense. Why would someone want to be fucked this way? But to me, it makes sense. This is what I am comfortable with.

Maybe one day I won’t need this anymore, but right now I do, I fucking need it so bad I can scream.

I pull back, breaking the kiss and slowly start to kiss down Harley’s jaw.

“You belong to us, Sweetheart,” Dante confirms.

“Yes,” I whisper against Harley’s skin. Dante pushes me down further and then pushes into my ass.

I cry out as his hard cock fills my ass. The burn is almost too much, but when Dante and Harley start moving together, the pain mixes with pleasure, taking me to new heights.

Dante leans down and kisses my spine, making butterflies fill my stomach. It takes us a minute, but then we find our rhythm. Dante shoves in, Harley pulls out, and I am in the middle, being filled beyond full and loving every fucking thrust.

Harley tightens his grip on my hips as he rolls his hips, grinding my clit against him. They increase their pace, and I can feel my pussy and ass clench around both of them. Both men moan out as Dante slams in my ass and Harley buries himself inside my pussy. The next time Dante pushes in he stills and growls out his release at the same time Harley and I tip over the edge. A mixture of moans and cussing pours from our mouths as they continue to slowly push into me. I can feel them begin to soften as we hold on to each other, basking in the sweat and post-orgasmic bliss.

I have no idea how the fuck this is happening right now.

I not only have Dante, but I have Harley, and on top of that, they are both okay and accepting of the fact that I love them both.

Talk about a fucking dark romance novel coming to life.

We are living the books Harley and I have become obsessed with, and for the first time in my life, I don’t want to escape. I want to stay in this fucking moment forever.

39

Bella

“Die For You” by The Weeknd

D ante and Harley have been in their office for the past few hours. They are determined to figure out where Bruce is and have been watching back-dated footage on the cameras. I know it won’t be long until they find out who has been hurting me, and once they do, it is going to change everything.

We all gave ourselves to each other in the library, and it is a memory I will never forget. And even though I want to believe they won’t throw me away, I don’t know if they will want me the way they did in the library once they see what has been done to me.

I am dirty.

I am a whore, and they deserve a pure woman, one that men haven’t tainted, so many fucking men.

I make my way out of the side door and around the house. I want to look at the rose bushes one last time, remembering when Dante entrusted me to watch over them before Gus damaged me beyond repair.

I kept the secret because I didn’t want to hurt Harley and Dante. It won’t be long before my secret will be out, and they will be hurt, and there is nothing I can do to change it. Whatever happens will happen, and I will have my memories of my two Beasts, and no one can take that away from me.

I stop in front of the rose bushes. The weather is finally taking its life away like I always knew it would, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less. I feel like my lifeline is tied to these rose bushes. The bushes that show me what I can never be for my Beasts, for my men that would die for me.

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