Page 69 of Who Owns You?

Chapter 31

ATLAS

I’ve always knownthe best things in life happen slowly and all at once.

Falling for Charlotte is easier than breathing. I feel like a fool for letting my hang-ups keep me from her. This witch has changed my life irrevocably. I was going to die, and then there she was, pushing herself to the limits of her magic and weaving me back together.

As she comes apart under Marcus, a small bite of jealousy eats at me. I want to make her feel good, make up for all the shit I put her through. This is the first step of my penance, watching her fuck my nest-mates. Marcus grunts as his own orgasm makes his hips jerk, fucking his cum into her.

She writhes and pants as she comes down from her pleasure. Marcus withdraws, his cock still ready to please her, and his cum drips out of her. The pearlescent liquid makes her pussy even more beautiful somehow.

“Mind if I go next?” Julius asks in a soft voice.

He’s kneeling beside me, his cock hard and jutting out straight in front of him, like it’s locked on to our mate.

“I’m not the one you should be asking.” I jerk my chin toward the blissed-out Charlotte.

“Yes, please, fuck me,” she pants, tipping her eyes us both. “But remember, I can hear you both. Orgasms do not take away that one of my five senses.”

Julius grins like he’s won the lottery, and he shoves Marcus out of the way to take his place between her plush thighs. He strokes them, and I’m so jealous I could spit venom.

“I promise this is going to be incredible.” The gargoyle adjusts his glasses, pushing them far up his nose. He takes his cock in hand and taps it against her clit three times before slowly sliding down and notching himself at her entrance.

For a split second, I see a shred of fear run through her before she nods.

“I’m ready.”

CHARLOTTE

I was absolutely not ready. All of my gargoyles are big, huge even, but Julius…it’s on another level. His length is so impressive that it makes me fear for my internal organs and my already bruised cervix. I took his dick before, but I’m so sensative I think I might pass out.

As he notches his head at my sopping entrance, I gasp. He’s so fucking hot and hard. I have to bite into my cheek to keep from bucking and taking him into me before we’re both ready.

The bite of fear makes me even wetter for him, and he uses the added slick to push the first of too many inches inside me.

“Fuck.” The moan punches out of me. “Why do you have to be smuggling a baseball bat in your pants? I just want to feel your gem.” The words are almost a whine as I glance down.

The magical gem seems to wink at me as it catches the soft light in the room. I’m desperate to know what it feels like against my clit, against my pussy in any way, really. I just need it.

“Soon, little witch, soon,” Julius purrs.

He slides one of his hands to my clit, two fingers circling the sensitive nub at a tantalizingly slow pace. Another inch sinks in, and the stretch is intense.

“Gods,” he grunts. His abs flex, seeming so human in this moment of passion. “Are you sure you don’t get tighter every time we fuck you?” He picks up his pace on my clit.

I cry out, hips jerking and taking more of his length in the process. My pussy becomes a waterfall around him as he works magic on my pussy.

“Good girl,” Julius croons as he inches inside me.

Halfway in, I feel overstuffed. Three-quarters of the way inside, I feel him at my damn cervix. All the way in, I’m struggling to breathe, stuffed with so much cock. That gem finally presses into my clit. It’s cooling for a second before the thing begins tovibrate.

I detonate. My second orgasm is just as intense as the first.

My hand on Atlas’s thigh tightens, and he grunts, a gush of warm liquid splattering on my hand as I spasm. I jerk my hand to my face and lick up all the delicious pearly pre-cum that Atlas gave me.

“I’m going to move now,” Julius says breathlessly.

“Show-off,” Marcus grumbles, arms folded over his chest as he frowns.

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