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

“Gorgeous little monster you have,” Spyder admitted, his eyes lowering to my hairless pussy that was visibly wet with the need to be fucked.

“Isn’t she, though? She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in my life. She’s even more gorgeous when she’s pissed off. Her eyes ignite and remind me of the seas we spent that decade floating in as boys before this world was inhabited by humanity. She also fucks like a storm, yet she is soft and so fucking breakable.”

“I bet she begs us for mercy before we’ve finished with her tonight,” Spyder boasted.

“That’s a given. Lena plays a good game, but she gives in easily to her body’s needs. Look at her cunt clenching down already. Her thighs are tightening, and her pupils are blown from her desire to come. I give it ten minutes before her pussy is dripping, and that orgasm lets loose.”

Lucian reached over, pouring whiskey into Spyder’s glass. Spyder held his cup up to Lucian and reached into the pocket of his slacks, turning up the toy’s vibration. I moaned, rocking my hips while fighting the need to come undone.

I could feel the arousal dripping down my thighs, which had both men lowering their stares to where I was drenched. They, however, just watched my body fighting to keep the orgasm from unfolding and unleashing. Sweat dripped down my spine. Yet they didn’t move. I opened my mouth, letting the needy moan filling my lungs escape as I tried to force my legs together to prevent the inevitable.

Spyder continued increasing the vibrations, and still neither moved from their chairs. They looked relaxed. Totally unaffected by the sight of my naked body, dressed only in heels and nylons attached to a garter. When the remote reached maximum speed, I bent forward, gasping as air exploded from my lungs. My pussy clenched, and the orgasm began to force its way through me.

“Please,” I whimpered, lifting my head without moving my body from its current position. If they wanted to see my arousal, they could get their asses over here for a closer look, where I knew they’d touch me.

“Stand up, Lena,” Lucian growled, his eyes sparkling with heat as he observed me fighting to suppress the orgasm.

I forced my body to rise, exposing the arousal drenching my pussy. The device Spyder had pushed into my body pulsed and then slowly built into a violent vibration before starting the sequence over again. Lucian’s heated gaze followed the direction of Spyder’s, watching my core tightening to hold the toy inside me while fighting back the orgasm.

“She’s about to lose the battle, brother. You should get inside her before she does. Her orgasm will suck you off while you fuck her. Her cunt is a greedy little thing that would probably take us both right now and want more.”

“If she loses, she gets fucked without the satisfaction of coming on my dick.” Spyder leaned back and started undoing his belt, holding my stare. Then, removing it, he set it on the table and grinned wickedly.

Spyder pulled the thick cigar from between his lips, snuffing it out in the ashtray, smiling, while I physically trembled with the desire to win against my body’s lesser needs. He rose from the chair and stepped in front of me. Grabbing my hair, he jerked my head back and twisted it to the side, smirking devilishly at me. His other hand undid the zipper of his slacks, easing them down before forcing me toward his cock. My eyes widened at the new Jacob’s Ladder body modification. Silver barbells pierced in a ladder formation along the shaft of his thick cock from tip to base glimmered from the light in the room.

The large, rounded head of his dick pushed against my lips as my gaze lifted, holding his before I opened my mouth. I slide my tongue over the tip before he thrust himself deep into my throat without warning. I groaned around his cock, wincing at the sound of the barbells clinking against my teeth until I’d taken him to his base. Spyder moaned, brushing his thumbs over my cheeks while he remained still.

“Damn, she’s even prettier when she’s got a mouthful of dick,” he grunted, slowly moving as I sucked his cock, hollowing out my cheeks. I slid my tongue over the pulsing member, stroking around the barbells that covered his shaft. He pushed in deeper, watching me through heated eyes. “Remember the boutique when that slut sucked me off while you watched us?” Did he actually expect me to answer when he was buried in my throat? “I fucking do, Kitty.”

He started moving faster, holding my gaze, making me take his throbbing cock into the tight channel of my throat. Tears filled my eyes, but it wasn’t from emotion. He stretched my jaw, forcing it open until it burned from the pressure. He slammed against my lips, seating himself deep in my throat to his base.

The pulsing increased inside my pussy, changing into a humming vibration that had me moaning around his thickness, twisting my hips to prevent what we both knew was coming—me. Arousal dripped from between my legs, and I lost the fight with him buried in my throat.

The orgasm ripped through me, forcing my entire body to feel the release. I cried out in pleasure around his cock, groaning as he continued to use my mouth to get off. Spyder tsked his tongue against his teeth, fucking me until he slowly withdrew.

“Bad, Kitty. Now I get to fuck you and not feel bad about it.” His husky laughter snaked down my spine as he walked behind me, slowly removing the toy. Spyder tossed it aside, and my attention shifted to Lucian, who had removed his suit jacket and tie, but nothing else. He regarded me through a heated stare that had me aching for him to join us.