Page 155 of Princess of Vengeance

“No more running,” he growls. He grabs my wrists in one hand, then pulls what looks like a necktie from his pocket. “Andif you do try to run again, this should make sure you don’t get very far.”

The fabric is strong enough to keep my wrists in place, but still silky enough not to bite into my skin. My breath catches in my throat as I watch him lower himself to the floor and lie down flat on his back. His cock is sticking straight up from his jeans and holy fuck, I love this game.

“Now, be a good girl and take care of this cock for me,” he says.

He uses the bindings on my wrist to guide me down until I’m straddling him, my pussy hovering just above the head of his thick shaft. And then he lets gravity do its work, and I slide all the way down onto his length.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, my fingers curling into fists.

Killian groans. “So fucking tight. Take it all, siren. Fuck, that’s so good.”

His hands grip my ass, lifting me and letting me fall again, and I’m powerless to resist. The pleasure is almost overwhelming, and the mirrors around us only heighten the experience. As I begin to ride him, I can see myself in a dozen different angles, each one highlighting the raw need on my face.

And then I see Nico stepping up beside me while Atlas approaches from behind. They both have their cocks out, and they both have hungry looks on their faces. Nico starts jerking himself off, but Atlas crouches down behind me, waiting until I push myself up from Killian’s cock to stop me mid-stroke and spread my ass cheeks wide.

“Oh fuck yeah,” he growls, looking at me completely exposed in front of him. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of seeing that perfect little asshole.”

“Are you gonna fuck her with me?” Killian asks.

“Damn right I am,” Atlas answers, and then I feel the head of his cock, slick and warm, pushing against my asshole.

The feeling of the two of them filling me is almost too much. Their cocks are so thick, and they stretch me so wide.

“Holy shit,” Killian gasps, his eyes widening. “Your pussy just got even tighter.”

Atlas grunts, slowly pushing his way deeper. “Fuck, this ass feels amazing.”

When they’re both fully inside me, I can barely breathe. It’s so intense, and it feels so good that I never want it to end.

“Oh god, please,” I whimper, not sure what I’m even asking for.

“We’ve got you,” Atlas says, his hands gripping my hips tightly. “We’re gonna fuck this perfect little pussy and tight little ass until you come again.”

Killian holds my bound hands above his head, and Atlas keeps one hand on my hip, but he moves the other to my clit, rubbing it in slow circles. The combined sensation of being fucked by two huge cocks is almost enough to push me over the edge one more time.

And then Killian grips my throat, and all I can see is that new tattoo—my new necklace—that looks so fucking perfect around my neck. The sight of it makes me come, followed closely by Killian and Atlas.

As I collapse, spent and sated against Killian’s broad chest, all I can see is the four of us, me and my men, on and on forever.

For eternity.