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

He didn’t relent, either. He pounded into my body, angry that I’d looked away from him while he was fucking me. The moment I started to unravel, coming undone by the mixture of pain, pleasure, and being fully dominated, he rolled us. I peered down at him, rocking my hips while he grabbed my breasts, squeezing them as he stared up at me.

I placed my hands onto his chest, flattening my feet on the bed where I straddled him, capturing his gaze. This was a position that Lucian loved. Something I did to torture him when he got a little too rough with me. I lifted until only the tip of his thickness was within me, holding his stare before lowering it to my sore flesh, grazing his cock.

When his eyes lifted back to mine, I dropped. I slammed down on him hard, lifting right back up as he hissed through his teeth, peering down at where I cradled the tip once more. His eyes moved to mine, narrowing, realizing I’d taken the power from him, and I was now in control. I repeated the action several more times, adding a slow roll of my hips to make him feel every slight movement. Pussy power was a lot stronger than he’d realized. I was the one in command now, and we all knew it.

“Fucking hell, Kitty,” Spyder groaned, focused on where we connected.

I increased the pace, taking him faster and faster until I threw my head back, screaming his name as I exploded, clenching down onto his dick, rocking against the base. The orgasm started in my toes, rolling up my legs until it reached my pussy. I soaked his thick cock in my arousal, then leaned over, kissing him hard.

I felt Lucian behind me, but he still didn’t join us, which was pissing me off. If I’d wanted to just fuck Spyder, I’d have asked for him to sit silently and watch this shit happen. That wasn’t what I wanted. Something cold slipped over my backside, and I gasped as Lucian pushed the plug into my ass that he’d used to prepare me for his entrance. I shuddered, moaning at the fullness it created with Spyder still hard, buried in my wet pussy. He chuckled against my mouth, and I moaned louder as Lucian ran his fingers over the curve of my ass. Lucian’s hand snaked up, threading into my hair before he yanked me back, staring down into my eyes.

“Clean his cock, and then come sit with us. You’re being such a good girl, but no one said you got any fucking control here, did we?” Lucian’s gaze met Spyder’s, and he chuckled.

“Her pussy magic is strong,” Spyder growled, holding my hips, forcing me to remain in place.

Lucian stood there, watching me pull up and off of Spyder’s thickness. Lowering myself down in front of him, with Lucian gripping my hair, I sucked Spyder clean, gasping when Lucian’s hand refused to release me. When I had taken Spyder into my throat, Lucian held me there. I moaned as I swallowed around Spyder’s engorged, bedazzled cock. I grunted with watering eyes, looking up as Spyder took in the sight of me sucking him off while Lucian forced me to remain trapped with him buried in my throat.

Spyder groaned and then moaned loudly while pumping his hips, then increasing the speed of his thrusts, fucking my throat hard and painfully. His body tensed, and I felt him emptying inside me. I swallowed audibly, taking what he released as Lucian’s fingers pushed into my pussy, slowly fucking me.

Lucian didn’t relent or let me move away from the thick cock cutting off my air supply. Spyder watched, and heat pooled in his eyes at the sight of us. I moaned louder, fucking the fingers in my pussy. I exploded, but Lucian didn’t let the pleasure continue. He withdrew, slapping my ass.

“Good girl. Now get up and come sit at my feet while we wait for that tight ass of yours to relax enough for us to fuck it.” He helped me up, wiping the drool from my mouth and pushing it between my lips with his thumb. His midnight gaze dropped to where I sucked his finger clean. “Lose the heels and the stockings.”

I stripped out of the items as instructed and slid to my knees before him, lowering my eyes to the floor, spreading my thighs, and resting my hands on my knees. Lucian still wasn’t naked, which was pissing me off.

I hated he was in control and hadn’t felt the need to fuck me. Spyder, however, was getting off without a problem. Fear danced through me, and I worried I was misreading Lucian’s desires for anger, and it made my stomach clench. I swallowed past the lump forming in my throat as pressure built in my chest.

Still, I didn’t look up. If Lucian wished to punish me, all he had to do was stay clothed and refuse to join us. I’d wanted to explore this experience with him, and if he chose not to join in, I’d respect his decision, even though it wasn’t what I’d intended. He watched me, studying my posture before reaching down and lifting my chin. His eyes searched mine, and his expression softened.

“Come here,” he instructed, helping me to my feet. “Pour us a drink, Lena. Then you can sit on my dick while we wait for that toy to finish stretching you so that we’ll both fit.” I stood slowly, watching as Lucian undid his slacks, sliding them down to show me how hard he was. “Is your pussy wet enough for me to enter you? Or do I need to get you wetter so I can fuck you, pretty girl?” His eyes searched mine, and I exhaled with relief.

“It’s soaking wet for you, Lucian,” I admitted huskily, holding his gaze.

“Pour us all a drink. You’re going to need it for the next part, Lena,” he murmured roughly, dragging his heated stare over my body. “I find that I’m no longer willing just to watch you getting fucked. Admittedly, I wanted to join sooner, but I enjoyed seeing Spyder fuck you and learning all your expressions and features while taking and receiving cock. Do you think you can take us both?”