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

“She does taste divine. Have you fucked her ass yet?” Spyder moved his thumb to my ass, making me tense against the foreignness of his touch.

“There’s nothing she hasn’t experienced with me unless you include what is happening tonight. Lena enjoys it when I push her past her boundaries. She’s had limited partners. Just one kittle boy that barely got a couple of pump’s into her virgin pussy before he ended up making a mess of himself. Then, of course, she let Lucifer fuck my property, and Hades tasted her cunt to prevent Lucifer from being able to breed her. She has a tight pussy, and an ass that will try to bite your dick off the moment it clenches with you buried inside it. It will take some work to get it loosened up enough to fuck.”

They talked about me like I wasn’t even in the room. My entire body was a bundle of nerves that fought against the orgasm they’d been building within me. Lucian’s fingers drifted over my lips while Spyder continued using his to stretch my pussy, testing the way I clamped down around them.

Spyder stood, sliding his hand over the curve of my ass, and Lucian kept stroking my cheek, staring at me as Spyder gradually explored my body. I was a mass of nerve endings begging to be fucked. The cool countertop was only adding to my state of arousal as I pressed my hard nipples against it.





Chapter Thirteen




A man should never let a good bottle of whiskey go to waste when there are so many delicious ways to enjoy its splendor. ~Lucian



Walking to the table, Lucian grabbed the abandoned bottle of whiskey. “Why don’t you tie her up, and I’ll pour us a drink?” Lucian suggested, and before his words registered, Spyder yanked me back against his muscular frame. Then, raising his hand, he curled his fingers around my throat while stroking my clit with the other.

“How about we just drink it straight from her pussy?” Spyder suggested, picking me up to place me on the counter.

He pushed me down flat against the cool surface, lifting my legs to spread them wider. Lucian smiled, removing the cap, and held the bottle over me. Spyder lowered his mouth to my aching pussy, snaking his tongue out to lick through it once more as I watched the whiskey pour from the bottle. The ice-cold liquid against my heated core shocked me. The moment it touched my body, Spyder was slurping it off of my flesh with the most erotic sounds of pleasure and hunger I’d ever heard. Lucian drizzled some of the liquor over my breasts, licking the tips, then sucking it from the valley between them.

I moaned loudly, rocking against their warm kisses as they took body shot after body shot. Lucian tipped my head back and emptied the whiskey in my mouth, forcing me to swallow the dark amber liquid before kissing me hard. He spilled more between my thighs, and the coil in my belly slowly unraveled as Spyder licked my pussy clean, pushing his fingers into my body while Lucian grabbed my breasts, squeezing them in his palm as he broke the kiss. Instead of touching me more, Lucian reached over my body, stretching my legs further apart to allow Spyder more access to my delicate flesh.

Lucian’s gaze held mine, and he chuckled while I squirmed. He was hard, and his eyes were even harder, yet filled with hunger. Spyder devoured me, using his tongue to stroke my clit as he pushed three fingers into my aching need. He wasn’t playing around, either. His tongue lapped hungrily, flicking my clit while I trembled from the pleasure rushing through me.

Spyder lifted his head from my sex, smirking roguishly as he found Lucian and me staring at him. He grabbed me, pulling me from the countertop, and claimed my lips, forcing me to taste both the whiskey and my arousal. Lucian studied us as Spyder walked me backward to two wooden posts positioned four feet apart in the middle of the room. I peered at the posts, knowing what the hell they were used for since Lucian enjoyed tying me to them to fuck me.

I placed one hand on each, spreading my legs apart so that my ankles touched them below. I waited for one of the men to issue a command or to permit me to come, since the tension in my stomach was becoming unbearable.

Spyder secured my hands silently, kneeling to tie my ankles into the restraints below. Instead of touching me, the sound of plastic crinkled behind me. My eyes remained locked on Lucian, who sat in his seat, swirling the whiskey in his glass, enjoying my reactions. His lips twisted into a smirk before his heated stare met mine.

Spyder pushed something cold into my pussy, and my lips parted in surprise. He slid it in even deeper, and then a low vibration started from within me. I moaned, biting my lip while Spyder walked in front of me, staring while blocking my view of Lucian. He forced his thumb past my lips, and I clamped them closed around it, sucking and teasing him with my tongue.

“Did you train her to suppress her orgasms?” Spyder asked, turning to look at Lucian, who must have nodded his confirmation. “Good, do not come, Kitty. If you do, I’ll remove that toy and fuck you hard, and I won’t let you come as I take my pleasure from you. Understand me?” I nodded, and he slipped his hand into his pocket while pulling his thumb from between my lips. He lifted his hand and grinned, revealing a remote control, which he used to kick up the speed of the vibrator he had inserted into my pussy.

I whimpered, fighting to ignore the pleasure the small, rounded, powerful toy created. Spyder shed his shirt, turning to walk to the table where Lucian sat, enjoying the show. He pulled out a cigar, offering one to Lucian, who accepted. Together, they watched me clamping down on the toy that pulsed within my core. My thighs clenched, but the restraints wouldn’t allow my legs to close in order to ease my need to come.