Page 36 of Reaper & Ruin
I snorted as I crept closer to her. “She’d trip over herself before she could get the drop on you.”
Heather gasped, clutching her chest in mock offense. “Giovanni, I thought you loved me!”
“I do,” I said, stepping closer and wrapping an arm around her waist as I yanked the stick out of her hand and chucked it away. “But I also know you.”
Tilting her head up, my fingers on her chin, I kissed her. She tasted like something deliciously sweet and deadly. Something I would never want to stop tasting on my tongue. So much so, it was an awful shame when she pulled away a second later, just so she could breathe for a second.
Itwasonly a second. Atlas grabbed her too, pulling her towards him so she was wedged between us both, and he could shove his tongue in her mouth. They were sloppy and loud and rough. Hands grasping each other. Her nails digging into his flesh. Before I could blink, her clothes were off, and we were both pushing her onto the ground.
“Babygirl,” Atlas whispered between kisses against her throat. “Do you think you could be a good girl and make Gio feel nice? I think he needs it.”
“Hmm?” She glanced at me, head cocked. Lips all pretty and pouting. “Are you sad, Reaper?”
I pulled her towards me, swapping our places so I was on the ground and she was on my lap. My hands roamed over her chest, cupping and squeezing her pretty flesh as I shook my head.
“Giovanni.” I corrected. “And not sad. Worried. I realized how easy it would be for a monster to steal you from me in the dark.” I felt more than saw Atlas move. His hands yanked down my shorts, and he gently pushed Heather higher up me, so he could wrap his hand around my cock.
I moaned, and my hips bucked on reflex. But I stayed where I was, trying to continue my conversation before I forgot all about everything in the world other than pleasure.
“I’m not stealable.” She bent over, her ass sticking up in the air, her lips landing against mine. She spoke between kisses. “Nobody can take me. I’m a hitwoman now. You’re in more danger because you’re just a boy.”
My words were more of a moan as Atlas kept sliding his hand up and down, far slower and gentler than he normally would. Clearly he was doing as he’d said and being far less maniacal tonight. Oddly enough, I kind of missed his roughness. It made me feel a little less stressed.
“But if I was taken, then who would keep you safe,amore mio?” I panted as I slid my hands around her waist, holding her up and closer to me. Her full breasts squashed against my chest, and I felt the exact moment Atlas’s mouth found her pretty pussy because she practically melted.
Seeing her eyes roll back in her head was thoroughly delightful.
“I can keep myself safe.” She whimpered. “I’m a badass. Don’t underestimate me.”
I chuckled, but I didn’t deny her words or fight her on them. Like I’d predicted, the argument died out. My thoughts vanished on the breeze. All I cared about was the rough hand gripping my cock, as its owner did his best to make me and our girl thoroughly spent.
Which he did. It took a handful of minutes and curses and pants. Moans that echoed in the woods. Nails digging into fleshas Heather writhed on my lap and I let her make me bleed just because it kept her close.
But eventually I felt every nerve in my body come alive, my legs tense, toes curled, and I moaned against Heather’s chest.
Then I moaned louder when a warm mouth wrapped around the head of my cock, lapping up every drop of what I spilled. Atlas practically licked me clean before he turned back to Heather without a word, finishing her off a few seconds later, before he pushed her over even more, until her head was on my chest.
She was still moaning and writhing when Atlas moved up and slid inside of her, his hands over mine on her hips. His legs bumped against my own with each thrust of his powerful hips. It was fun to watch the smug grin on his face as he fucked our girl, but it was even more fun to do it whilst I greedily kissed her and swallowed down all the noises she made.
“That’s it, Heaven.” He purred as she whimpered into my mouth. “You’re taking me so well, aren’t you? You’re so good at this.”
She didn’t reply with more than mumbled nonsense. But I couldn’t blame her. It was difficult to talk when someone fucked you harder and harder and harder until you physically couldn’t hold yourself up anymore.
I held her up for Atlas, keeping her mostly in place as he moved his hips faster, chasing the high I wanted to see just as much as he did.
“Come on, Heather.” I whispered to her. “Show Atlas how much you like his cock and let him fill you up. Let his little virgin brain get an ego boost.”
She cursed, her eyes rolling once more just as his did the same with a chuckle. One I enjoyed listening to whilst I lay there, silently grinning as they both fell apart and then collapsed on top of me. Leaving us in a messy pile on the cool woodland floor.
Atlas panted as he watched us silently for a moment before rolling even closer and pulling us both into a loose embrace. His hand rested on the small of my back, his fingers brushing against Heather’s hip.
For a moment, the three of us remained there, tangled together in the dark woods, the tension from the chase dissolving into something softer.
Then Heather’s stomach growled loudly, breaking the spell. She groaned, burying her face in my shoulder. “Great. Ruined the vibe with my need for food. Typical how it’s my own body that betrays me.”
Atlas chuckled as he hopped to his feet, fixed his clothes, and then helped us both too. “Let’s head back. If you’re hungry,malyshka, we’ll feed you.”
Heather looped an arm around my waist as we walked, her head resting on my shoulder. Atlas walked beside us, his mask swinging from his hand. Despite the oppressive darkness of the woods and the worries in the back of my mind, everything felt lighter, safer, with them by my side.
