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

Lucian rubbed his cock against my pussy, while Spyder ran his fingers down my sides in a feather-soft touch, sending gooseflesh over my skin. I moaned, needing to tap out. What the hell had I been thinking, taking them both on at once? They didn’t tire or even show signs of calling for a break. Lucian’s eyes held mine, and he shook his head.

“Not yet, Lena. We’re not even fucking close to being finished with you,” he growled as Spyder chuckled, kissing my spine.

Lucian entered my pussy hard, cradling my face as he kissed me. Spyder pushed against my ass, causing me to tremble when I felt every piercing as he slid inside, moaning the moment he was buried to the hilt in my backside. I clenched down hard around them, whimpering as they once again filled me to my limits. Lucian leaned back, watching me as my entire body came alive. You only live once, right? I wasn’t about to tap out and let them hold that over my head.

They worked together, both driving me to the brink of orgasm, never letting me fully reach it, neither one offering mercy. They wrecked me, using my body to contort it, drilling deeper inside me than anyone should ever be. Lucian grabbed my legs, placing my feet on the bed, hammering into my pussy as I screamed, clenching at the intensity of his inhuman movements. Lucian shed his human skin, and the world consumed me. He held me up, squeezing my tits painfully, while Spyder used my hips to destroy me from behind.

I exploded, screaming until I thought my ears would bleed.

Glass shattered, but they continued wrecking me relentlessly. Voices sounded, and still, we didn’t stop. Everything shifted around us as if we were no longer within the room, and at this moment, we weren’t. I lifted my arms, wrapping them around Spyder’s neck while I rolled my hips.

One of Lucian’s hands was stroking my clit while both men growled and made inhuman noises. Or maybe it was me. They both tensed when my entire body clenched, and arousal covered Lucian’s cock, while my ass tightened painfully around Spyder.

They grunted their release, holding my sweat-covered body until Spyder withdrew. Spyder propped me up on Lucian, who placed kisses against my face, staring into my gaze with a smile playing on his generous mouth.

No one spoke because it was just too much. Spyder turned the water on inside the bathroom, and then I heard him talk to someone. I overheard a muffled response before the sound of feet shuffling and chairs scraping across the floor echoed through the room. I started to turn my head, but Lucian grabbed my chin, claiming my mouth in a soft kiss. He pushed my hair away from my face, peering into my heavy-lidded stare.

“Hey, pretty girl. You with me still?” he whispered while continuing to cup my cheek, forcing me to stay down.

A few moments later, Lucian picked me up and placed me on the bed between him and Spyder, both touching me like I was something to treasure. Spyder lifted my leg over his hip, and Lucian entered my pussy from behind as Spyder swept the damp hair away from my face, smiling.

“I told you that you would break, Kitty. We’re just getting fucking started on you, sweet girl,” he chuckled darkly.

All night long, they used me, stretching my body to its limits. They both took turns fucking me while the other watched, then took great joy in entering me simultaneously. It was endless. By the time we’d finally begun the incantation, I was so mentally fucked that I wasn’t sure if I hadn’t tried to fuck all of Lucian’s men, no longer able to decipher which one was Spyder or Lucian. I only knew the absolute pleasure that consumed me. I’d heard the chanting, felt both men fucking me while others observed, moving around the room to prepare for the spell needed to remove the bond.





Chapter Fifteen




You learn a lot about limits when you do stupid shit you knew was a bad idea from the start. ~Lena



Red welts covered most of my skin on display, bathed in the light of a candle’s flickering flame that sat on a table in the room’s corner. Lucian and Spyder had exhausted me and left me sore, using my body in every way imaginable. I’d thought I could handle whatever they did, but ‘whatever’ turned out to be too much to take into some of my body cavities, so they’d taken pity on me and given me mercy. Some parts of me just wouldn’t fit them both, and they’d agreed on that matter.

Lucian held me in his lap. His arms wrapped protectively around my stomach, holding me up. He kissed my throat, whispering encouragements while his men stood surrounding the bed on which we rested. He kept me grounded, holding me while the room blurred. Lucian and Spyder had drugged me to help me let go, allowing the magic to rip through me and undo what the bond had made me feel. I wanted it to end, and they all did too.

Spyder passed a goblet around, and everyone added a few drops of their blood. It was an actual reenactment of the first ceremony, done to the mother-fucking letter to be certain that we did the spell right this time. The same runes were painted on us and the surrounding walls, and candlelight flickered throughout the room, creating shadows that shifted from the slightest movements.

Spyder watched me, his eyes hooded with the reminder of what we’d done for hours. I didn’t look away from him. I wasn’t afraid of facing him in the aftermath of the dirty hot sex we shared all night long. However, my body was too damn sore to take them both at the same time again, so this spell needed to work.

I’d lived that fantasy once, which was enough for me.