Revealing the Monster (Playing with Monsters #4) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,49

here for a closer look, where I knew they’d touch me.

“Stand up, Lena,” Lucian growled, his eyes sparkling with heat as he observed me fighting to suppress the orgasm.

I forced my body to rise, exposing the arousal drenching my pussy. The device Spyder had pushed into my body pulsed and then slowly built into a violent vibration before starting the sequence over again. Lucian’s heated gaze followed the direction of Spyder’s, watching my core tightening to hold the toy inside me while fighting back the orgasm.

“She’s about to lose the battle, brother. You should get inside her before she does. Her orgasm will suck you off while you fuck her. Her cunt is a greedy little thing that would probably take us both right now and want more.”

“If she loses, she gets fucked without the satisfaction of coming on my dick.” Spyder leaned back and started undoing his belt, holding my stare. Then, removing it, he set it on the table and grinned wickedly.

Spyder pulled the thick cigar from between his lips, snuffing it out in the ashtray, smiling, while I physically trembled with the desire to win against my body’s lesser needs. He rose from the chair and stepped in front of me. Grabbing my hair, he jerked my head back and twisted it to the side, smirking devilishly at me. His other hand undid the zipper of his slacks, easing them down before forcing me toward his cock. My eyes widened at the new Jacob’s Ladder body modification. Silver barbells pierced in a ladder formation along the shaft of his thick cock from tip to base glimmered from the light in the room.

The large, rounded head of his dick pushed against my lips as my gaze lifted, holding his before I opened my mouth. I slide my tongue over the tip before he thrust himself deep into my throat without warning. I groaned around his cock, wincing at the sound of the barbells clinking against my teeth until I’d taken him to his base. Spyder moaned, brushing his thumbs over my cheeks while he remained still.

“Damn, she’s even prettier when she’s got a mouthful of dick,” he grunted, slowly moving as I sucked his cock, hollowing out my cheeks. I slid my tongue over the pulsing member, stroking around the barbells that covered his shaft. He pushed in deeper, watching me through heated eyes. “Remember the boutique when that slut sucked me off while you watched us?” Did he actually expect me to answer when he was buried in my throat? “I fucking do, Kitty.”

He started moving faster, holding my gaze, making me take his throbbing cock into the tight channel of my throat. Tears filled my eyes, but it wasn’t from emotion. He stretched my jaw, forcing it open until it burned from the pressure. He slammed against my lips, seating himself deep in my throat to his base.

The pulsing increased inside my pussy, changing into a humming vibration that had me moaning around his thickness, twisting my hips to prevent what we both knew was coming—me. Arousal dripped from between my legs, and I lost the fight with him buried in my throat.

The orgasm ripped through me, forcing my entire body to feel the release. I cried out in pleasure around his cock, groaning as he continued to use my mouth to get off. Spyder tsked his tongue against his teeth, fucking me until he slowly withdrew.

“Bad, Kitty. Now I get to fuck you and not feel bad about it.” His husky laughter snaked down my spine as he walked behind me, slowly removing the toy. Spyder tossed it aside, and my attention shifted to Lucian, who had removed his suit jacket and tie, but nothing else. He regarded me through a heated stare that had me aching for him to join us.

I licked my lips, holding his heady gaze while he adjusted his cock. His long, tapered fingers wrapped tightly around the glass, continually swirling the liquid within the crystal. His stare lowered to my sore flesh as Spyder pushed his fingers into my opening.

Settling behind me, Spyder gripped my hips painfully, rubbing his thick cock against my pussy teasingly, slowly, while I whimpered with need. I clenched down on the wide tip that entered me, uncertain how he could do much with his full ladder. But more than that, I wanted to know how it felt from inside of me.

Spyder didn’t enter me slowly, as I’d assumed he would. Instead, when his tip slid