Page 94 of Princess of Vengeance

She stiffens in surprise but doesn’t pull away. I slide my hand higher, until I can feel the heat of her pussy radiating through her jeans.

With one eye on the road and one hand on my handlebars, I let my other hand start to explore—rubbing and massaging her inner thigh, working my way higher and higher.

I glance over and see her chest rising and falling faster as she sucks in a deep breath and lets her thighs fall open. She gives a small nod inside her helmet.

Go ahead.

I press harder, teasing her clit through her jeans and making her rock her hips against the seat. Between my hand and the vibrations beneath her, I know I can make her come in a matter of minutes if I want to. Maybe only seconds.

My cock is getting painfully hard inside my jeans, and it takes every ounce of self-control I have not to pull the bike over right here and lay her out in the dirt to fuck her like we both need.

That’ll have to wait, though, because Killian is pulling up on the other side of her to join the party. He reaches out, his hand finding her breast and squeezing hard enough to make her buck against my hand again.

I can’t hear her moaning, but I know she is, and that’s enough to send another bolt of heat straight to my dick.

Killian leans in closer, his fingers pinching and tugging at her nipple through her clothes while I work her clit. Yeah, she’s really fucking close to coming now. I can tell by the way her body goes rigid, the way her thighs tense.

We ride on, our hands stroking and caressing her through her clothes, working her over until her back arches and I know it’s time.

I wish I could hear her, but the feeling of her body tensing under our hands is enough. I ride the line of her orgasm, keeping her there as long as I can until her body tenses and shudders, and I can’t fucking take it anymore.

I signal for us to stop, and all four of us pull over in a spray of gravel. We’re spread across half this back road, but I don’t fucking care. We haven’t seen another car for miles, and if we do now?

They can sit back and enjoy the free show.

I swing my leg off my bike and put the kickstand down, barely giving Quinn time to do the same before I pull her close. The second our helmets are off, my mouth is crashing against hers, kissing her long and hard and deep as Nico and Killian watch from a few feet away.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking gorgeous like this,” I growl between kisses. “I can’t even tell you how bad I wanna bend you over this bike and fuck you right here, right now.”

“Oh, fuck, Atlas,” she moans as I squeeze her perfect ass through her jeans with both hands. “I want that too. I wanted it that night I came to the party at the club house when you told me to go home or you’d fuck me over my bike. Do you remember?”

“Fuck, how could I forget? I think about that night all the time.”

She pulls back just far enough to look into my eyes, then smiles up at me in a way that makes my cock throb hard against her belly. “Then do it now.”

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QUINN

I lovethe way Atlas visibly reacts to my words, his expression turning wild and hungry.

“The only reason you didn’t fuck me that night was because I was married to Nico,” I say, placing a hand on his broad chest to hold him in place while I finish talking. “You didn’t think the three of you could share me, but you were wrong. None of us knew back then how deeply we’d love each other, and no marriage or mark on my skin will change the way I feel about all three of you. That feeling goes all the way through to my soul.”

I look over at Nico. “Do you mind if Atlas fucks me over the back of my shiny new bike?”

I already know the answer before he grins and shakes his head. “Fuck no. Not as long as I get to keep your pretty mouth occupied.”

The thought alone is enough to send a surge of heat straight to my core as Atlas kisses me again. I can feel his fingers at my waist, unbuttoning my jeans and shoving them down along with my panties before spinning me around and bending me over my bike in one swift, smooth motion.

“Fuck,” he growls, caressing my ass with his hand before giving it a quick, hard smack that takes my breath away.“Fucking perfect ass.” His fingers slip between my legs where I’m still dripping from the orgasm he and Killian gave me just a few minutes ago. “And still so fucking wet for me.”

“I need you inside me,” I whine, pushing back on his fingers as he adds a second one and fucks me like that.

It isn’t enough though. Not nearly enough when I know how good his thick cock will feel instead. Nico steps up in front of me, and I can see him exchanging a look with Atlas.

This feels so much like the first time two of them fucked me together, with Atlas fucking me over the couch just like this as I sucked Nico’s cock. Looking over, I can see Killian rubbing the growing bulge in his jeans as he watches—another detail that mirrors that night.

Except this time, I know Killian won’t just disappear. This time, he’ll join in.

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