Page 143 of A Nest of Lies


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It’s bold. It’s crazy. It might even be nonsensical.

But I’m beyond thinking. All I want to do is feel.

And feel I do as he thrusts into me without pause.

A gasp escapes me at the intrusion, pain shooting through every inch of my being and causing my eyes to widen. “Maliki.”

However, before he can even reply, his tattoos begin towrithe.

And oh.Ohhh.“Oh, stars…” I arch into him, the sensations confusing. It hurts. Yet it feelsso good, too. Like my insides are alive with electricity. Humming.Convulsing.

His name escapes me again on a moan, my toes curling as I squeeze his hips with my legs.

He’s not even moving, just using his shadows to massage me from deep within.

There’s some place inside that pulses in response, the foreign feeling shooting off messages to my nerve endings that leave me quivering beneath him.

“I… I…” I don’t know what I want to say. How to articulate what he’s doing. It’s too much. It’s not enough. It’s going to make meexplode.

Just like I did when he pressed his cock to my clit…

“Maliki,” Hades says, a warning in his voice.

“I already told you—Sera’s my boss now.” He punctuates his words with a punch of his hips that makes me see stars. “And my girl wants to come.” He starts moving, his rhythmic thrusts combining with the vibrations to create a delirious cadence that causes me to nearly black out with lust.

All I can do is feel.

Indulge.

Exist.

Because Maliki is driving me wild with his claim, his cock hot and throbbing inside me in a way I can’t even begin to comprehend.

I try to keep up, my body moving with his as I chase a high unlike any I’ve ever known.

It’s there, on the cusp of my vision, dark and light andvolatile.

When I reach it, I detonate, the sensations rippling through me with an echo of insanity. I’m screaming. I’m humming. I’mfloating.

Someone growls.

Someone else purrs.

And Maliki groans. “Fuck, her pussy is strangling my cock.”

“Whose fault is that?” I hear Hades ask through the haze of my mind.

“Mine, and I’m not fucking sorry,” Maliki says, the words sharp as he continues to move inside me.

But then the world tilts, and I find myself on all fours, my nails digging into the mattress as Maliki bands an arm around my stomach to hold me up on my knees. “Open your mouth for Morpheus,” he says, his lips somehow against my ear.

I feel Maliki’s chest against my back, his body sweaty with lust. Just like mine.

And his cock is deep inside my lower half, buried against that place that makes me quiver.

“Part your lips, sweet girl,” Maliki adds. “Suck Morpheus off while I fuck you from behind.”

Thorns, I’m going to lose my mind, I think as I somehow follow Maliki’s order to open my mouth. Morpheus is already there, the head of his cock pushing over my tongue in an instant.