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I swallowed hard, struggling to focus on anything other than Atticus’s hands on my body as he trailed them over my skin.
“Do you want it?” he murmured, his wicked fingers trailing down my spine. “Tell me, Little Monster. I’ll make him fuck you until you scream his name.” His lips against my ear, I could feel his possessive, jealous energy radiating from his body. I shivered, trying to draw strength from the promise of pleasure in his voice and not the feral jealousy burning in Leo’s eyes as he watched us.
“Please,” I whispered.
“Say it,” he murmured, sliding his fingers between my folds. “And I’ll make him fuck you. I’ll bend you over your wedding dress and make you tell him how you want his hard cock inside of you.”
The words were spoken in a low voice, but the pleasure he gave me made my hips buck. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. “I…I want all of that.”
“Such a good girl,” he crooned. “Come here, Leo.”
“No,” he rasped.
“Don’t make me hold you at gunpoint again,” Atticus argued. “You know you want to. You know you’re dying to feel how good her tight little pussy feels. If you’re scared, we can do it together. Wouldn’t you like that, Little Monster? Both of us filling your tight hole with our cocks at the same time?”
Fuck, his words were going to ruin me. I’d never imagined doing something like that, but now that Atticus had put the visual in my mind, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
“Put a finger inside of her,” Atticus told him. “Watch how good she feels. Then, if you still want to hold back, we’ll stop.”
I tried to look at Leo again, but he was still staring at the floor. His body slowly relaxed and he shook his head slowly. When Atticus brushed my hair behind my ear, I turned my face to him. He kissed my cheek gently and gave me a wink.
“This is your last chance, Leo. Don’t make me ask again.”
I felt the anticipation rise within me as he yet again remained silent. His refusal was maddening, and I clenched my fists, frustration coursing through me.
But before I could speak, I felt Leo’s hands on my waist, and his hard body pressed against my back.
He leaned in and whispered in my ear, his breath hot against my neck. “Just this once,” he growled, brushing his lips against my cheek. “I have to have you at least once.”
I arched my back, allowing him to pull me closer against him. His hands explored every inch of me until I moaned in pleasure, calling out his name. And then, he sunk his finger inside of me and thrust.
His fingers moved faster and faster, cleanly breaking through any lingering denial he may have had.
“That’s very good,” Atticus whispered. “I knew you couldn’t hold back. You’ve been dying to feel her. You just needed someone to give you permission.”
Leo slowly slid another finger inside, groaning as he did. “She’s so tight. I want to feel her squeeze my cock,” Leo growled.
“You could be inside of her right now. All you have to do is ask.”
Leo groaned and bit my ass cheek. “You’re making it hard to concentrate.”
“Such a bad boy,” Atticus said, his voice breathless. He leaned over me and licked my neck. “You’ve been hiding in the shadows for so long. Why don’t you take control, Leo?”
Leo groaned again, his fingers moving faster.
“You can come inside of her,” Atticus told him. “You can fill her little pussy up. All you have to do is ask.” Atticus’s filthy talk and Leo’s movements were making me writhe. “Yes, Little Monster,” he murmured. Atticus shifted, then quickly reached between Leo’s legs. We all froze as Atticus sunk under the waistband of his pants and wrapped his fingers around his shaft. “Let’s get him nice and hard. Make him want you so bad he can’t hold back.”
“Stop,” Leo grunted.
“Why on earth would I do that?” Atticus replied while pumping him. “Don’t mistake this for anything but pleasure. You’re nothing more than a tool to make my Little Monster feel good.” Atticus removed his hand, then unbuttoned Leo’s pants before shoving them down in one swift move.
Leo and I both were breathing so hard I couldn’t think straight. Atticus worked his cock, stroking him with the familiarity only a man could have. I was transfixed by the sight, by the raw masculinity and lust.
I moaned as Leo’s fingers moved faster, plunging in and out of me. His other hand reached around to play with my clit. I could feel my orgasm approaching. I whimpered as he moved his fingers faster and faster, his hips pumping against my backside.
“What does she taste like?” Leo’s voice was husky but clear.
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” Atticus said.
