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“Say it again,” I whisper.
“Say what?” His eyebrows raise. “Goddess?”
I nod.
Atlas bends down and kisses my lips. “Goddess.”
I love it when he says this to me.
He makes me feel sexy.
They all do.
“How do you want your goddess?”
He slides off the counter. “Stay like that. Don’t move.”
Atlas swaps places with Ares, who sits beside us and massages my nipples while stroking his semi-hard cock wet with our cum.
I’m dripping when Atlas pushes inside me and groans my name. “You’re so full, baby. Fuck.” He bites his lip, clutching my hips as he lifts my ass off the marble to change the angle. “You’re our little cum slut, aren’t you?”
My eyes widen at his words. He’s never said anything like this to me before. But I like this side of Atlas.
“You like taking it like a good little whore, don’t you?” Atlas goes so deep that his pelvis hits me with each thrust. “What turns you on more? That we’re brothers? Or that we’reyourstepbrothers?”
“Oh, God,” I choke out, barely able to catch my breath as he fucks me even harder. “Don’t stop, Atlas. Mmmm… Harder.”
Ares’s hand slips beneath my chin, and he kisses me, draining the air from my lungs. Between the two of them, I might die. But, at least I’ll be happy and completely satisfied when I leave this world.
I heard a loud noise, the sound coming from a distance.
Ares pulls away from me. “Shit.”
Atlas stops fucking me.
And before I know why, it’s too late. The overhead lights turn on as an orgasm washes over me. It’s impossible to stop it. My brain can’t process anything until I come down from this delicious high.
“What the fuck is going on in here?”
No.
My brain fog clears, and I can now focus on his voice.
Dad?
Atlas pulls out of me, still in between my thighs, as we turn to look at the entrance. The fury in my father’s eyes sends a chill down my arms.
I cover myself with my arms, wishing I could find my shirt. But our clothing is scattered across the floor. Even if I wanted to hop down, I would give everyone a show. So I tuck my legs into my chest and try to cover myself as best as possible.
Dad stands a few feet away with a shocked Athena at his side.
Her hand covers her mouth, speaking between her fingers. “Ares, why is your penis in my fruit basket?”
“It’s not in the fruit basket, Ma.” Ares chuckles. “Is that seriously what you’re worried about right now?”
“Belen, you have to do something about this,” Athena shouts. “Your daughter and my sons?” She sobs, turning her head away from us. “This is unacceptable. Disgusting.”
“I agree, darling. Let me handle it.”
