Page 187 of Bloody Royals


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My heart fluttered with anticipation, knowing that in the fleeting privacy of the car, we were able to express what we had been feeling for months now. All of us. Together. I smiled back at him and replied, “That sounds lovely.”

August’s hands drifted around my waist and softly caressed my inner thigh, slowly inching higher and higher with each stroke until I was begging him to stop teasing me. He laughed devilishly as he gave me one final nip before trailing his fingers up my sides to my shoulders.

My heart dropped when I heard August’s quietly spoken statement: “I like teasing you.”

“Well, I don’t like being teased,” I quipped back, tightening my grip on my thigh in a vain attempt to contain my building desire.

August continued, his voice low and raspy—I swear he could make me come with just his words. “I’m almost there, love. It’s going to be worth it.”

My cheeks flushed immediately; I think he knew how much I wanted him, too. “You’d better make me scream,” I demanded in a hushed voice, my gaze flicking over to Leo, who looked angry in the passenger seat.

The sensation of August’s fingers ghosting over my inner thigh made my stomach clench. “That’s the plan, love.” The look in his eyes had me panting.

I winked at him as I felt a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “You’re not the only one who can tease.”

August chuckled, barely audibly, as his fingers brushed against my core, causing me to gasp. When Leo stirred slightly, my gaze darted away from August—our intimate moment ending just as quickly as it had begun. Leo looked…hurt.

August’s gaze flicked up to meet Leo’s, a daring challenge in his eyes.

“Fuck,” Leo muttered.

“August, you better stop teasing her and make her come, or I’ll show you how it’s done,” Atticus groaned possessively.

I opened my mouth to say something, but a single syllable was all I could manage before August pushed his finger under the waistband of my yoga pants and beneath the lace edge of my panties. I gasped, my breath fogging the window next to me as I lifted my hips in invitation. August’s finger slid inside of me, and I felt my pussy clench around him.

He paused, moving his gaze back to Leo. His lips curved up into a smirk. “Hey, Leo,” he whispered, pushing his finger deeper inside me and sending sparks of pleasure across my skin. “I want you to watch. Give you something to aspire to.”

His words hung in the air as I moaned, pressing my face against the window pane and arching my body toward him. “You like that?” he breathed, not bothering to take his eyes off Leo.

My body softened, wilting into August’s touch. He leaned toward me, his lips gently brushing mine and setting my skin on fire. He brushed his fingers inside me again, teasing my nerve endings and bringing me to the edge of release. I gasped, pushing my breast out of my bra and teasing down my flat stomach with the tips of my fingers.

“Christ,” Leo groaned, looking at August’s handiwork.

August’s fingers pushed deeper and I cried out, my hips bucking against him. His fingers worked relentlessly, faster and faster as I lost track of time.

“I’m going to come if you keep that up,” I begged, panting heavily as pleasure coursed through me.

August laughed softly before pressing a gentle kiss on the side of my neck. “I love dirty girls who come in their panties.”

The thrill of being so close to Leo and Atticus sent shivers down my spine. Every part of me wanted to be watched; I wanted everyone to know intimately how I felt for August. If we were going to do this, we needed to dive in headfirst, no more holding back.

“August!” I screamed, my toes curling and my breaths coming in short little gasps. The SUV jolted to a stop and the interior lit up, the sudden brightness blinding me momentarily. August pulled away from me and as my eyes regained focus, I saw August’s hands hanging loosely in his lap and his head cradled by the headrest. His gaze was a steady smolder, like an unspoken challenge. I felt my heart thump wildly against my chest, urging me on. My entire body quivered with anticipation.

The driver’s side door flew open, and Atticus violently yanked August out of the seat. I looked beyond the rear window for oncoming cars, but there were none. We were on a long bridge with the swirling ocean surrounding us. “Let me show you how she really likes it, brother,” Atticus purred.

Atticus grabbed me with such force, lifting me out of the backseat and slamming me against the side of the car. His lips connected with mine, his tongue pushing its way in. His long fingers dug into my hair, pulling my head so he could take what he wanted from me. I gasped for breath, but he had me pinned down so strongly, his whole body pressing against mine. He would not let go until he was completely satisfied.

“I missed you so much, Little Monster. Was so fucking worried about you.”

My fingers trembled as I reached for the zipper of his pants. His breathing quickened as I grazed his dick. I traced a line around it with my fingertips, teasing and tantalizing until I felt him twitch in pleasure.

“You want it, don’t you?” Atticus growled low in my ear, the intensity of his breathing tickling my neck. “You want my cock, Little Monster? Want to feel it pulsing inside your hot cunt?”

I fought to steady myself, my body aching for him to take control and claim me as his own. I nodded my head in answer, barely able to find my voice as he pulled me closer.

His hand wrapped around my waist, squeezing possessively and pulling me tight against him. He then jerked my pants and panties off, and I kicked them away. I spread my legs around him as he lifted me off my feet. Without warning, he thrust himself inside me, pushing into me with an intense force that sent shivers through my entire body.

“Do it,” I begged in a whisper, writhing against him and biting down on my lip in pleasure.

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