Revealing the Monster (Playing with Monsters #4) by Amelia Hutchins

He growled, flipping me onto my back, staring down with rage peering out at me. His hands grabbed my wrists, smashing them down onto the bed, sending pain rocking through me. He slammed home into my body punishingly. I whimpered, shivering against him as he glared down, actually angry with what I’d said, no matter if it was the truth I’d whispered.

“We’re not talking about you and Luc fucking, ever again. You keep it up, and you won’t be walking for weeks, no matter how quickly you heal.” The warning in his tone only pissed me off more. It made me want him to carry out his threat.

“What’s the matter? Don’t like the naughty bitch you created? Or are you mad I am no longer the naïve little girl you first met?”

“I’m fucking furious that I’m aroused at the idea of watching you get fucked. You don’t think the bond is feeding me the same fucking shit you guys see in your heads? I assure you, I’ve imagined burying myself in that tight ass of yours while Spyder wrecks your pussy. I craved to hear you begging us for mercy, and we sure as shit wouldn’t offer you any. I woke up after having that dream, and I fucked you just like I’d dreamed of us together. That didn’t mean I was okay with it, because I know you’re not. I know you, Lena. You think you’re okay with it, but what if we’re fucking stuck together? You’re only thinking about the bond, but you mated with Spyder, too. We don’t know how to end that; no one does because it hasn’t ever happened before.”

“You’re wrong. If I had to ride Spyder’s cock into a war, I’d drain his balls while waging that battle to free him. I would. If that’s the cost of him getting the fuck out of our bed, I’ll do so, and I will enjoy every moment of it while you watch it happening.”

He slammed into my body again, making the tension in my belly unfurl until I was helpless to ignore the pleasure he created. Lucian stared into my gaze while forcing the orgasm to rip through me violently. The moment it started, he held me captive within it, slamming against my opening as my walls clenched, greedily sucking against his thick cock. The veins on his neck pulsed, and he threw his head back, growling as he unleashed hell on my body.

His grip on my wrists intensified, and my back arched off of the bed. Lucian didn’t stop, and he damn sure didn’t fear hurting my new body as he vigorously fucked me until I mewled and whimpered his name. My channel tightened and released as he hammered into it, forcing me over the edge with him. Our bodies were covered in sweat, my dress clinging to my skin, drenched from round one of being owned.

“You’re sure that you want this? That you’re not just saying it because you don’t want Spyder to die?”

“Of course, I don’t want him to die.” I watched the turbulence of emotions playing in Lucian’s eyes as he released my hands. I cupped my palms against his cheeks, smiling as tears escaped. “He’s your best friend, your most powerful ally, and we’re about to wage war against the Devil. Spyder is in this situation because of me, Lucian. If I can free him, I want to do that. If it takes one night of really dirty sex, and I get to experience something like that with both of you once, I’m okay with that. I am yours, and you know that to be true. Being with him won’t alter that; it won’t change us. I know who I belong to and where I belong, which is with you. I’m not afraid that it will alter anything between us, because we’re strong together. I trust you, and you trust me. I know you are mine, and I know you’re trying to protect me, but you’re not. The cost is one night for the life of your best friend, a man who’s helped me through some of the darkest times of my life. Spyder did the honorable thing and got a shit hand of cards because of it. I can do what’s right and try to restack the deck in his favor. I can do this and let him go because it is the proper thing to do here, and you know it too.”

“Others will know what we’ve done,” he warned, watching me for any sign of weakness. Lucian was a predator, and he would go for blood if I allowed him to see that I feared being with them both simultaneously.

“You once told me that no one else’s opinions mattered and that their perception of our sexual needs didn’t mean shit, that they didn’t exist here, with us,” I replied softly, searching his face. “I know what you meant now. You were right. They don’t exist here, and their knowledge of our sex life is irrelevant. I no longer care what people think about what we do. I enjoy sex, and I don’t care who knows how much of a freak I am anymore. I only care about what you think of me and that you know this won’t change us. I know because we’re stronger than that. You and I, we’ve been through hell, and we’re still together.”

“We won’t go easy on you,” he laughed, his eyes darkening with lust and warning. “For that one night, you won’t be mine if this happens. You will be ours. Nothing will be off-limits, Lena. It will be open season on your body, and there will be no mercy, no safe word to protect you. After it is over, it doesn’t happen ever again. To save Spyder’s life, I will allow it to happen. I won’t ever share you again, not with him, and not with anyone else. Do you understand me? You’re mine, and only mine, Magdalena.”

“Good, because I don’t want any mercy from either of you,” I whispered huskily, letting him hear the lust rushing through me. “I like when you hurt me. I enjoy pleasure and pain, and I enjoy when you unleash your aggression on my body. I was made for you, and you’re not gentle. Plus, I don’t break easily anymore.” I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth as he pulled back, smiling wickedly as he peered between our bodies where he sat cradled in my pussy.