Page 85 of Monstrous Serpent

“Louder, Little Titan. Let the entire floor hear you.” Kincaid leans over me, trapping my body between his and Atlas’s as he fucks me hard and fast, each thrust punching the air from my lungs. “All that fighting. All that running. And your hole's swallowing me like it's been waiting.”

I keen, trying to push back into him, needing more.

Wanting more.

Trembley's teeth scrape along my jaw. “You're taking him so good. So fucking good.”

The angle shifts, and Kincaid hits that place he brushed with his finger earlier. He does it again. And again.

My balls draw up, and I come a second time.

“That’s it. Soak me. Give it all to me.” Atlas throws his head back, grinding up hard and fast. “I need it. Fuck, Cody. I need it.”

Kincaid reaches past my shoulder and grabs Atlas’s jaw.

Atlas’s eyes widen. His body goes rigid underneath me, dick pulsing hard. The moan that comes out of him is the loudest thing I’ve heard all night.

Kincaid’s grunting, hips snapping harder, until he slams in one last time and goes still.

I collapse onto Atlas, eyes closed, breathing hard. My body is drained and my ass is sore and I don't want to move.

Kincaid drops down onto my back, still buried inside me.

Oh, hell no.

“Get up you giant fucking tree. You’re crushing me.”

He doesn’t move.

I swing my arm backward, slapping at Kincaid’s massive thigh. “Seriously.”

Nothing.

A bark cuts through the silence.

I slap Kincaid harder. “Blue needs to go out.”

He grunts.

“Well, guess you’re cool with my dog pissing all over your floor, huh?”

Kincaid moves too fast, pulling out in one rough drag, and I hiss at the sharp ache it leaves behind.

I stand, legs trembling, and pull up my pants. My gaze cuts to Trembley lying on the couch. “You going to clean up?”

He shrugs. “Eventually.”

I roll my eyes and grab my shirt off the floor.

Kincaid tucks himself back into his jeans as he stares at me.

“What?”

Trembley sits up, expression hard. “You running again?”

“No.” My eyes narrow. “But you stole my dog, and my family is really upset. You made my little brother cry, dipshit. Also, I have an early class tomorrow.”

Kincaid steps closer, towering over me. “Unblock my number.”