Revealing the Monster (Playing with Monsters #4) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,16

didn’t look away from me. Instead, he stepped closer as the other men took his place beside Nyx.

“Aw, Kitty,” he uttered from inside my head. “Be a good pussycat and breathe for me.”

Spyder stopped in front of me, his head tilting as he watched his magic fondle me. The shadows weren’t only feeding oxygen to my lungs; they were inside of my body, in my mind. They stroked the bond we shared, making arousal coat my thighs, drenching my sex. The heated look burning in his stare told me he was the one controlling them. Spyder was keeping me breathing and using it as an excuse to touch me where he’d never dared to before.

I was fighting the attraction. The lust was tearing me apart, and I knew it was worse for him. Unlike Lucian and me, Spyder had no release. Those bonding marks meant that if he was sleeping around, he was leaving dead bodies in his wake when he’d finished. It pissed me off that they’d known and chosen to hide it from me. Didn’t they trust me? Why hide something that I’d done without knowing?

“It wasn’t personal,” Spyder whispered inside my head, and I smirked as the shadows slid around the globes of my breasts. I felt them between my thighs, caressing my slit and my clit, while his gaze grew heavily hooded, filling with desire.

The smell of dark masculinity and spices filled the air as he inspected me, his eyes sparkling with need as mine closed. I exhaled a soft gasp, realizing I was no longer inside the bar. I was untouchable, floating in shadows as his scent erased the chaos we were balls deep in at the moment.

“Good girl, Kitty. Let that shit go and breathe for me. I told Lucian not to tell you. It didn’t do us any good with you learning you were mated to both of us without even knowing how you’d done it. I’m looking for a way to remove the bond. We’re going to be okay. I know you tried, and I won’t ask more of you than you can willingly give me. You’re a good girl, and I’m not a good boy.”

“It isn’t fair,” I admitted. “This is our home, and you’re needed here, too. Come back, and we will find a way to end this bond.”

“Can’t do that,” he chuckled, but it was empty and cold. “Right now, I want to take you from Lucian. I want to run with you and fuck you out of my system. The thing is, we don’t know if that will be enough to break the bond, and with your mating mark on me, it changes things. It changes everything.”

Lucian’s scent fought Spyder’s as warm hands touched my face. Blue fire flickered in the depths of Lucian’s eyes as they slowly moved to where Spyder held his inhuman form. My gaze held his, and my mouth opened. But Lucian simply shook his head, placing a finger to his lips, and then pointed at his ear.

We vanished together, all three of us, and I exhaled the moment we were in the bedroom. Spyder backed up, placing as much distance as possible between him and me without leaving the room. I blinked, free of the shadows that had been slithering all over me, touching me erotically.

“You didn’t need to know,” Lucian grunted, as I fought to gain control of my emotions. “You’re both suffering, and we don’t know how to fix it. You claimed Spyder when you placed that mating mark on me. We’re all fucking mated, and the time we have to fix the bond is coming to an end.”

“What does that mean?” I asked, holding back the tears that burned my eyes.

Fighting the attraction was one thing, but fighting the need to give in to Spyder was a war. My body ached with need as my sex clenched hungrily for him. Magic be damned. I wanted to shed my clothes and inhibitions and take them both until we were nothing more than piles of ash on the floor. Spyder chuckled, forcing my eyes to lock onto his intense gaze.

“What it means, Kitty, is that soon I will lose my shit. I will become unsafe. Lucian will put me down and end it before I can unleash hell, or, you know, a more lethal version of it, into this world. If I lose control, nothing could save this shithole you love so much, not even Lucian. He will take care of it