“Fuck me harder,” I groan to my boys.
They alternate strokes until I’m dizzy, and I return the favor to Orion by thrusting the dildo into his ass while he’s standing right in front of me.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” I mutter.
“Yes, fuck, come all over me,” Xavier moans, thrusting in even harder.
“Show us how easily you fall apart for us,” Atreus groans, fucking my ass like a madman.
The mewl that spills from my mouth is unholy, and the orgasm that floods my body is out-of-this-world delicious.
“Oh God, you look so beautiful, fuck,” Xavier moans, and I can feel him throb inside me before his warm seed jets into me.
“Fuck, take it all,” Atreus growls, pushing a load into my ass.
I thrust the dildo into Orion until he’s tipping on his toes, pretty blond hair curled back over his ample shoulders as he comes undone all over Xavier’s face.
And I lean down between his legs to lick all of it right off his cheeks, then part his lips and force my tongue inside his mouth so he can taste it too.
He knows he’s mine forever and always. “Mine to control, mine to use, mine to fuck until we’re both dead and buried,” I murmur.
Orion nearly collapses onto the grass, but I grab his arm and pull him toward me so I can kiss him too, and it makes him giggle. “What was that?” I mutter.
“What was what?”
“You giggled. You never giggle.”
The blush on his cheeks turns redder and redder, even more so than when I was fucking him. “I just … feel happy.”
“Happy? You?” Xavier mocks.
I laugh. “You two deranged motherfuckers only live full lives when you’re under my thumb.”
Orion tucks his hair behind his ear. “Sounds about right.”
Atreus slaps my ass, and it pulls me away from my intense kiss. I glance at him over my shoulder.
“You belong to all of us,” he says. “Don’t think for a second I’m going to let you go after this.”
“I didn’t think you would, Detective Foley,” I retort. “And I never said I wanted you to.”
Suddenly, he clasps a pair of cuffs around my wrist. “You’re under arrest …”
I smirk. “You gonna bring me to the station now? After all this?”
The devilish smirk I gave him is returned tenfold. “To the goddamn Tartarus House for the second round.”
“Second round?!” Xavier nearly passes out on the grass.
“Unless of course … you’re willing to do whatever it takes to be free,” Atreus muses.
Is that a challenge?
I turn around and grab him by the collar to slam my lips onto his, claiming his mouth too. “Deal.”
CHAPTER 52
Atreus
