Revealing the Monster by Amelia Hutchins
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.
“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.
I licked my lips, holding his heady gaze while he adjusted his cock. His long, tapered fingers wrapped tightly around the glass, continually swirling the liquid within the crystal. His stare lowered to my sore flesh as Spyder pushed his fingers into my opening.
Settling behind me, Spyder gripped my hips painfully, rubbing his thick cock against my pussy teasingly, slowly, while I whimpered with need. I clenched down on the wide tip that entered me, uncertain how he could do much with his full ladder. But more than that, I wanted to know how it felt from inside of me.
Spyder didn’t enter me slowly, as I’d assumed he would. Instead, when his tip slid inside my aching pussy, he thrust fully into my body. His entrance caused a scream to slip free of my lungs. He ran his hand up my spine, twisting his fingers in my hair and lifting my head, and his other hand pushed against my back, tilting my ass to allow him deeper access.
It fucking ached, burning with how far he stretched me. I felt every piercing and how they rubbed inside me, scraping over the sensitive spots in my body. My walls clenched hungrily down around him, and everything ignited within of me. Lucian’s eyes were hooded, enjoying the scene, but he didn’t move to join us.
“Bloody hell, she’s tight,” Spyder growled from behind me. I couldn’t move, but I didn’t need to. He was fucking me like his life depended on it. My entire body clenched as he battered against it, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing through the room. “You were right; it’s even better feeling her like this. Dirty little bitch is sucking my cock with her cunt.”
“You should see the expression on her face.” Lucian’s voice was pure lust dripping from his lips. “Hottest fucking thing I’ve seen in a while. You’re such a good girl, taking that cock into your needy pussy. You like being fucked while I watch, don’t you?” He stood, slowly moving toward me, and I refused to look away from him. His hand cradled my cheek as he kneeled in front of me. His stare held mine, and he leaned closer, kissing my mouth gently, which was a contrast to the way Spyder was fucking me hard. “You’re beautiful, Lena. You like that thick cock in your tight pussy, and me watching as you’re forced to take every single inch of it, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I moaned, feeling Spyder jerking against me. He pulled out, growling as something hot and wet painted my ass cheeks and back.
“Good girl.” Lucian held my stare, cupping my cheek in his palm. “That pussy catches you off guard, doesn’t it?”
“She definitely could use some more training on suppressing her orgasms, but I’m not complaining about her losing that one. I don’t know which one sucks better dick, her cunt or her pretty mouth.” Spyder slapped my ass, the sound of it echoing through the room loudly.
Spyder grabbed a towel from the table and wiped his come off my ass and lower back before removing my restraints. I stood, spreading my legs as Lucian touched my pussy, peering up at me as he pushed two fingers into my red, sore flesh. I whimpered from the pain and pleasure it created. Rising to his feet, he stepped closer to kiss me while Spyder came in behind me, kissing my neck. They sandwiched me between them, letting their hands rove over my heated body.
The lips, hands, and bodies pressing against mine almost made me explode from sensation overload. They weren’t suppressing their powers from rippling against my body, kissing my skin until gooseflesh broke out over it. The whole room was filled with it until the air became hard to get into my lungs. I lifted my arms over Lucian’s neck, my knees giving out with the intense, erotic pleasure wafting through me. He chuckled wickedly, pulling back to look at me as he picked me up.
I thought he’d take me with him to his chair. Instead, he placed me on the bed on my stomach. Lucian adjusted my hips, forcing my legs to part, slapping the globe of my ass hard before rubbing the angry skin. Stepping back, he growled at the way I rocked my hips, eagerly wanting more.
“Such a needy little bitch tonight, Lena,” Lucian rumbled huskily.
“I need you,” I admitted, wanting to feel him against me.
“I know you do,” he chuckled. “I’m going to finish my drink first. Spyder will enjoy you a little more before I give you my cock. Maybe we’ll play a game, or perhaps we’ll both just destroy you at the same time. You wanted to play with monsters. You’re going to get exactly what you wished for.”
“Shouldn’t we do the spell?” I asked, remembering the bond that needed to be severed.
“You think we’d drug you with magic before enjoying your needy, wet holes?” Spyder snorted. He pushed me over, and I adjusted on my back to look up at both men.
They stood over me, staring hungrily with smoldering eyes. Their bodies pulsed with raw, unchecked power that slithered over me. I swallowed past the swelling in my throat, sliding my gaze over the mass of bronzed, hard muscles. The tattoos covering their chests moved, pulsing with magic as I felt a seductive throb between my thighs. They studied me, allowing me to take in the sheer strength and masculine beauty of their bodies. Both were primordial beings that weren’t even trying to hide their true nature from me.
“Spread your legs, and show me what belongs to us, Lena.” Lucian lowered his attention to my pussy, waiting for me to comply. I did as he commanded, showing him how wet I was for them. He kneeled before me, running his fingers through the arousal. “Did you enjoy being fucked by Spyder?”
“Absolutely,” I admitted, holding his midnight gaze.
“Did you enjoy fucking her?” he asked, lifting his gaze to Spyder.
“Immensely.”
“Good, now fuck her again. After you’ve finished, we’ll fuck her together. We’re going to need her soaking wet for what I have in mind for her next. Let her come for you. You’ll love how she sounds screaming with her pussy clamping down on you. Lena, show Spyder how much you adore cock, and don’t worry about what I’ll think. Ride him, and stop being a weak little bitch. If you don’t fuck him as hard as you fuck me, we’ll both be inside that ass of yours together, wrecking it. Understood?”
“Yes,” I whispered thickly, and he stood, stepping back. My stomach tightened at his dismissal as I glanced between him and Spyder silently.
Spyder grinned, moving closer to me as he stepped over his discarded slacks. He nodded for me to slide up the bed, positioning me so that Lucian could watch while we fucked. I swallowed past the lust as he settled between my thighs, spreading them further apart.
“Are you ready to purr for me, Kitty?” he asked, smiling devilishly.
Spyder lowered his heated mouth to my pussy, studying my reaction at the first flick of his tongue. I fisted the blankets tightly, twisting them into the silk fabric as he began devouring my cunt. It was too much, causing me to struggle against the intensity of the pleasure he created. He slid his hands around my thighs, pressing them against my stomach, lifting my pelvis to his mouth while he unleashed hell on me.
“Fuck!” I screamed, coming on his skilled tongue as squiggly lines and blotches danced and swam in my vision. I would not survive them both if Spyder alone brought me to orgasm with the simple command of his tongue.
If I died like this, though, I’d die sexually satisfied. It was more than I could say for the last time I’d died. I trembled, still trapped in the endless waves of multiple orgasms hitting me at once, while Spyder chuckled against my swollen flesh.
“Doesn’t she whimper so prettily when she comes?” Lucian asked, holding my stare as I continued to tug on the blankets. My spine arched, and the room spun around me as dark, silky shadows started caressing every part of me that Spyder wasn’t touching. The shadows covered my eyes, blinding me as more hands touched me. I wasn’t certain which hand belonged to whom anymore, and I didn’t care.
This was heaven and hell.
This was also probably where I died, but that wasn’t the important thing here. I felt Lucian and Spyder, and they saw me. They saw the girl who had broken out of her cage and kicked propriety to the side. In this room, there was no judgment and no damnation. There was only the pleasure and sensation of being worshipped by monsters—My monsters.
