Revealing the Monster by Amelia Hutchins
Chapter Twelve
And so the Spyder took his Kitty, and he made her purr… ~Spyder
Spyder pulled me up onto his lap, spreading my legs apart as both he and Lucian watched me. My need was violent as they leisurely played with my body inside the lower level. Lucian nipped his teeth around my nipple, working the hardened bud with his tongue while Spyder continued slow, circular passes over my swelling clit.
They’d chosen to sit by the bar, facing my exposed body away from the prying eyes of our guests. The intensity between them radiating against my aching core was becoming a painful throb that refused to ease or let up.
I’d known exactly what I was asking for, but I hadn’t expected to remain within the club. Nor had I thought they would play with me while working me toward what promised to be a violent orgasm. Lucian’s hand slid down my body, as did Spyder’s, lowering further until he pushed two fingers into my throbbing pussy. They crowded around me, closing in against me. One kissed my mouth hungrily while the other dragged his lips over my neck and shoulder.
The coil in my stomach started to unravel, causing them to slow their movements. I knew they were testing me, but I was passing. I was riding Spyder’s fingers while Lucian played with my clit. Their combined heavy breathing mimicked mine. I could feel the arousal covering Spyder’s fingers, proving to him that I was into what was happening and willing to play.
“Last chance to back out of this, Kitty,” Spyder warned against my ear.
“We won’t go easy on you, Lena. You’ll take whatever we give or do to you. There won’t be a safe word you can say to escape us,” Lucian growled as both men pressed their lips against my ears. “How wet is she is, Spyder?” he asked, lifting my chin to stare into my eyes.
“Soaking and clenching me like she wishes it was my dick in her tight cunt,” Spyder replied, burying his fingers up to the knuckles.
“Don’t stop,” I whimpered, uncaring that every pair of eyes inside the club were enthralled by what these men were doing to me.
“Morris, grab me two bottles of the top-shelf whiskey. My men will be in charge for the remainder of the night. Bane will handle any assholes that get out of control. We’re not to be disturbed at all. Tell Devlin that I’ll call for him once we’ve finished with her for the night, or when she’s earned a reprieve. Spyder, take her to the room and get her ready for us. If you want, you can get started while I prepare our audience in the other room.”
I peered at Lucian, swallowing down my uneasiness at his words. His smile was wicked, and the look burning in his eyes sent a shiver of need rushing through me. Spyder turned me to face him, lifting the fingers he’d withdrawn to lick them clean. His smile mirrored Lucian’s, and he tilted his head.
“You taste delicious, Kitty. I can’t wait to feel your thighs wrapped around my face as you tremble while I feast on your naked pussy. Now, fucking move because I’m impatient to get you out of those panties,” Spyder snapped, his eyes sparkling at the way my body jerked to attention. “Afraid yet? You should be. We plan to use you as if you’re nothing more than a club girl whose sole purpose is to be fucked for our entertainment. Your pleasure comes second to ours, and by the time we’re finished with you, you won’t ever wish to be used as a toy again.”
“Good.” I glared at him, pushing my shoulders back. “Can we get started? Or do you plan to stand here and waste time?” I smirked at the desire that entered his pretty, ice-blue gaze.
“Is she normally like this when she’s supposed to be submissive?” Spyder asked, looking over my head at where Lucian stood, listening.
“Worse. Lena doesn’t have a submissive bone in her body.”
“Guess she’ll learn or be punished,” Spyder chuckled, pulling me with him as we headed toward the hallway.
Lucian leaned against the bar, watching me through hooded eyes. Lowering my gaze, I sucked my lip between my teeth, stifling the groan when I noticed his cock straining against his slacks. He was turned on, which excited me more than I already was. His lips curled into a wolfish grin, and he lifted his chin as I slipped into the hallway, leaving me alone with Spyder.
“There hasn’t been a single day since I bonded with you that I have not craved to taste your sweet pussy.”
He pulled me, and before I could figure out what he planned, his hand was on my throat, and he slammed me against the wall. His mouth crashed against mine, stealing a shocked moan from my lungs.
Spyder didn’t kiss—he owned, forcing my jaw to open to his tongue that slipped between my lips, stroking mine while coaxing me to fight him for dominance. His other hand grabbed the globe of my breast, squeezing as he rested his forehead on mine. Our breathing was labored, both struggling to keep our minds as people silently passed us.
“Dammit, Kitty,” he growled, pulling back to stare into my eyes, pleading. “Tell me to walk away. Tell me you don’t want this to happen, and I’m gone. No questions asked, and I won’t blame you. You get me? Tell me to leave you alone.”
“I want this,” I whispered, my hands coming up to slide over his hard, muscular chest. I leaned into him, inhaling the scent of dark shadows mixed with black magic. “I am not afraid of being with you, Spyder. I’m worried that once I have you, one time won’t be enough. I have to sever this bond because I am in love with Lucian, and I can’t love you too. I can’t keep you anymore or want you when I am with him. I have to let you go, and I can’t do that without knowing how you feel or what it would be like to be with you. This ends tonight, and the only way is to give in to this lust driving us. Do you not want me?” I asked, watching his eyes close at the question. The idea of him not wanting this made my insecurities rise, and a niggling fear began in my brain.
“I have tasted you a million times inside my head. I have fucked you in every way possible in my dreams, and I can’t stop craving you. Lucian is my best friend and my brother. Do you get that? You’re not just another club whore we can fuck and discard the morning after. You’re my Kitty, and the woman he’d destroy the world to protect.”
I nodded, lifting my hands to cradle his face in my palms. “Tonight, I belong to both of you. Tomorrow morning, I will be his and only his. This isn’t only about us, Spyder. It’s about him too. Lucian is stuck in the middle of us. He is tormented the most because of our shared bond. You want me, and I want you. That’s basic math and chemistry. He’s watching his girl and his best friend suffer because of a choice he made to protect me. I can’t keep doing this to Lucian. I can’t be fucking him and wishing you were inside that room with us. So, we’re going to do this, and I can honestly say that I will definitely enjoy it. Since Portland, I have wanted you, and I have never hidden it from him. I can’t, and I won’t hide anything from him. Lucian knows how I feel, and he’s doing this for us and to prevent you from having to be reborn to break the bond.”
Spyder’s mouth brushed against mine in a feather-soft kiss and then pulled away before nodding slowly in reply. He smirked devilishly, cocking his head to the side, his eyes burning with amusement and something dangerously wicked. The moment we reached the bedroom, he yanked me inside, closing the door behind us.
“Don’t say I didn’t try to give you a way out of this, Kitty.”
“I’m not asking you for an out, am I?” I argued, trembling with the need rushing through my entire system.
He chuckled before running his hand over his mouth while letting his heated gaze drop to my mostly naked body. The heat burning in his stare was enough to melt my bones, and I whimpered at the look he gave me when they rose, locking with mine. Spyder studied me before sweeping his eyes around the room we’d entered, then dragging them back to where I waited for his command.
This wasn’t mine and Lucian’s space. The place where Lucian and I lived was ours alone, so I’d asked that we use a room outside of our apartment. I didn’t want the memories of tonight in our bedroom. Lucian had pinned me against the wall after my request, claiming my lips with a possessiveness that had undone me. I could still feel him inside of me, pounding into my body as he’d fucked me harder than he had ever gone before.
“Take your panties off, place your hands on the counter, and don’t move unless otherwise instructed.” Spyder moved to the chair that sat off to the side of the room, in front of a round table, never breaking eye contact. “Let me see how wet that pussy is for me, woman.”
He leaned back in the chair, placing his hands on the arms of the chair, silently studying me. A moment of hesitation filled me, wanting and needing Lucian here, before we started. One dark brow rose, creasing Spyder’s forehead while he read the inner turmoil displayed on my face. Deciding that I could either play meek or bold, I chose bold. Fuck being timid anymore. I wanted him, and I wanted this.
I wanted them.
My fingers brushed the delicate bows that sat on my hips, pulling them until they unraveled. I held up my panties, tossing them onto the counter, turning and smirking at the heat I witnessed dancing in Spyder’s gaze.
He didn’t move or even glance down at my naked flesh, clenching with need. Slowly, I walked to the small island, leaning over it and spreading my legs apart in invitation. I arched my spine, and his grip on the arms of the chair tightened, making the leather groan in complaint.
“That pussy needs to be fucked deep and hard. Doesn’t it?” His voice was thick with gravel, the rough timbre causing heat to pool in my apex and my nipples to harden. “Cat got your tongue, Kitty?”
“I need you to fuck me already, asshole,” I answered, my voice mirroring his. The door opened, and I held my pose.
Lucian entered the room. His enticing scent added to Spyder’s rich, exotic, masculine fragrance and arousal built in my core. He slid his gaze over the curve of my ass, smirking as he moved toward me. His fingers touched my hip, slowly drifted to my slit, sliding through the sleek mess teasingly.
I felt something against my opening and gasped as he inserted the neck of an unopened whiskey bottle into my pussy. Moaning, I fought the pleasure it created while he pushed it in and out of my body leisurely. Lucian slid his other hand around my waist, running his fingertips over my clit, then pinching it—hard. I whimpered, grinding myself against the bottle he was using to fuck me.
“You like that, Little Monster?” Lucian asked, releasing the pressure he held against my clit. “I asked you a fucking question, didn’t I? I expect an answer. Do you like the cold bottle inside your tight, needy cunt, Lena?”
“Yes,” I groaned, gasping as he inserted it deeper inside me.
“Fuck it for me. I want to see your arousal coating this bottle when I remove it from your heated flesh.” Lucian growled, lowering himself behind me, sliding it in even deeper before his tongue licked around its edges at my opening, adding more pleasure while he continued devouring me. “You look so fucking dirty right now, riding a bottle of whiskey like a naughty little bitch. Does your pussy feel good?”
“Yes,” I admitted.
“You haven’t fucked her yet?” Lucian asked Spyder, slowly working my pussy with the thick neck of the sealed bottle, watching it enter my body as he blew his heated breath against my cold flesh.
“I’m enjoying making her wait for what she wants,” Spyder replied raspingly as Lucian rose, pushing my face down, continuing his task. “She’s beautiful, Lucian. Looks like a rather tight pussy for us both to fuck, though.”
“Lena enjoys pain with her pleasure. I revel in pushing her limits.” Lucian chuckled, lowering to blow his heated breath over my pussy again. He withdrew the smooth bottle, placing it in a bucket of ice, and then licked through the arousal he’d created between my legs. “Come taste her, and then we will drink before you fuck her. You’ve waited longer to enter her flesh. I made sure she was sore for tonight before allowing her to escape our room.”
Spyder rose from his chair, coming to stand behind me. Leaning over, he kissed the top of my spine, gradually working his way down my back. It sent a shudder of need dancing down the trail he kissed while Lucian walked to the other side of the counter, stroking my cheek. Spyder’s heated mouth slid right down my back, blowing hot air over my ass until his tongue slid through the arousal covering my cunt. He growled loudly, pushing two fingers into my tight opening as he worked the tip of his tongue around them.
“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.
