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He let out a lengthy sigh. The dress I’d picked out was last minute but still gorgeous. I couldn’t wait to walk down the aisle to him in it. “Fine,” he relented. “But you don’t leave Leo’s or Atticus’s sight,” he said against my lips.

“Oh,” Atticus interjected. “We won’t even leave this room.”

August gave him a wry look, absorbing the insinuations in his tone with a frown. “Tomorrow is the big day. You’ll take my last name. Wear my ring. Say your vows to me.” Though he was speaking to me, I had a feeling that his words were meant for the other men in this room.

“Yes, yes. You’ve staked your claim. Go see what it is Adonis wants,” I giggled.

The moment he was gone, Atticus got out of his chair and walked over to the bed.

“I’ve been eagerly awaiting this all day,” he growled, gripping me tight and lifting me up from the mattress. The inviting aroma of sandalwood and leather hit my senses, and I sunk into his embrace, pressing my lips to his. I felt his ragged breath on my skin, and the sensation ignited a flame deep within me.

He kissed me hungrily, his fingers dancing through my hair as his body drew ever closer. Leo watched intently, his heat-filled gaze radiating desire.

I pulled away, searching Atticus’s face. “What are you doing?” I breathed.

“Tomorrow you’ll be in his bed, but tonight I need you in mine,” he said in a husky voice, gripping my face and forcing me to meet his gaze. His eyes burned with a primal fire as he slowly spoke, “And you know what else, Little Monster? I’m the one that’s gonna walk you down the aisle.”

I would have laughed, but the seriousness in his tone made me stop. “You are?”

“Yes. Because I own you. He’s just letting you borrow his name. I won’t be giving you away, Little Monster.”

He smothered my lips with an intense, passionate kiss. His grip tightened, becoming almost predatory. I could feel the caged anger and jealousy radiating off of him. I broke away reluctantly, giving him the sternest look that I could muster.

“Atticus,” I croaked, my throat dry with desire. “Stop…take it slow.”

“Never,” he whispered before reaching under my shirt and tracing my soft skin with his fingers. “It’s hard to go slow when you look so delicious and fuckable, Little Monster.”

Leo watched us hungrily, his pupils dilated in anticipation. My breath quickened as Atticus’s lips brushed my own. His hands moved to my hips, and he looked me deep in the eyes, his voice rumbling with a sexy growl.

“Oh, Little Monster. You want him too? I’ll share if you’re a good girl.”

I felt my heart flutter as Leo’s hot gaze branded me. Atticus roughly ripped my shirt off, sending shivers through my spine, and I felt the snap of my bra as it broke and fell to the ground. I was completely exposed.

“And you know what, Little Monster? I’m going to make you mine,” he purred into my ear, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “I’m going to make you so wet that he’ll just slide right inside you. Is that what you want?”

He kissed my neck, and I felt a shudder run through me as his fingers teased my nipples. He whispered more dirty promises in between kisses, coaxing me closer to an edge I could no longer deny.

“Okay.” I was powerless to stop him. He’d made it clear that he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

“And tomorrow, when you walk down the aisle? You’re going to have our cum dripping down your legs.”

“I refuse,” Leo protested, though he sounded forced.

Luckily, I wasn’t distracted by his rejection.

“Let me do this for you,” Atticus murmured against my neck.

He forced me to my knees. I immediately knew what he was going to do. He reached into his pants and pulled out his cock, already dripping with pre-cum.

“I don’t want your mouth,” he grunted. “I want your pussy. You’re going to be a good girl and bend over the bed. I’m going to get this pretty little fuck hole nice and wet for us.” He pumped the head of his cock against my lips. “I just wanted to see you kneeling before me for a moment.”

“You’re seriously going to make me watch this?” Leo gritted out, his voice harsh and uneven.

Atticus’s gaze smoldered with lust. “Look at you, I can see it in your eyes. Are you just going to sit there and watch, or are you gonna give in to temptation and show me what you can do?”

Leo’s mouth snapped shut and he stared at the floor.

“Oh, Little Monster,” Atticus chuckled. He held his hand out for me and helped me stand. Then, he spun me around and pressed on my back until I was bent over on the mattress, with my ass in the air. “Now, I want you to spread your legs for me. Show us both how pretty and pink you are.”

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