Page 71 of Who Owns You?

“Maybe we saved some lesser God, and they granted us this delightful firefly as a boon,” Atlas whispers right before gasping.

His head slides between my lips, and I waste no time sucking in my cheeks. I want to blow his mind, show him how good I am for all of them.

Even if I forgive him for being an asshole before, I still want to give him pause for giving me such a hard time. It’s only fair.

I pull off his cock with a pop. “When did you come up with that little nickname?” I ask, arching a brow at him, my hand taking over for my mouth and stroking up and down.

Atlas makes a bit of a face, and Julius barks a laugh.

“You are not going to like where it came from,” Atlas grumbles, bucking his hips slightly and fucking my fist.

“Try me.” I urge him.

“He used to call you a pest.” Julius snickers.

“A firefly isn’t a pest. Were you really just being that much of a brat?” I ask, heat rising to my cheeks and absolutely lighting me up.

He gives me a grin that would melt the panties off me if I wasn’t already naked.

“Oh, fuck you.” I smirk, rolling my tongue over the head of his cock in teasing figure eights.

Atlas groans, his delicious salty pre-cum flooding my mouth.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for it to be so…harsh. I was fighting my attraction to you. You burned me up from the inside out, and now I know why. I just had to give in to you, and it would be—” He cries out as I take him to the hilt.

I growl softly around his cock, the vibrations making him shiver as I suck his cock like it’s my job. I move my hand that had been working his shaft down to those pretty balls, and I fondle them. It’s a mind fuck to see and feel them as stone for all of a breath before they melt and become as soft as flesh. It’s such a trip.

“Gods, she’s going to suck my soul out,” Atlas chokes out.

“Oh yeah, she’s really good with her mouth. Best I have ever had,” Marcus purrs, and I growl again.

Marcus and Julius shift away from Atlas and me, giving us space to explore one another as they watch. My green gargoyle pulls the other man into his lap so they face each other, stroking both of their cocks in his fist.

The thought of them with anyone else burns my blood in a way that makes me want to get vengeance. It’s more than a little irrational. I was with people before, and I am nowhere near as old as any of them. Of course, they’ve fucked people before me, but they don’t have to talk about it while I’m bare-ass naked and dripping with their cum.

“She did not like that,” Atlas says, sliding a hand into my hair and gently pulling me off him. “We’ve had others, but none will compare to you. You’re the one we were all born and made for.”

I flush and press a kiss to his inner thigh. “Fair. I’ve had sex with other people too.”

Julius grunts and Marcus curses.

“We know, and we are glad there were men before us to prepare your perfect pussy for our cocks,” Julius says, though he runs his nails gently down my back.

The bite of pain makes me tingle all over, and I shiver, my pussy suddenly hungry once again for cock.

“OK, I think I’m recharged for you, Atlas.” I sit up slowly, trying to ignore the gush of fluids from my pussy as I eye him up and down.

When it comes to fucking these guys, I’m suddenly insatiable.

Atlas leans back, spreading his knees and showing off his body. “I’m yours. Take me, Charlotte.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I dive onto him, tackling him to the bed. I giggle as his hair falls into his face, obscuring his eyes before he pushes it back.

“Are you okay with me riding you?” I ask as I angle my hips over his, lining his cock up with my entrance.

“I’m yours,” Atlas breathes, his eyes holding mine and finally showing me the passion beneath his granite surface.

I sink onto his cock in a single motion, crying out from the intensity. Each nodule rubs my inner walls in ways that make it impossible to keep the mewls and moans in.

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