LOGINATLASA sloppy smile remained etched on my lips as I made my way into the room, the taste lingering on my lips. Shit... I was mad into Evgeny, and really... I'd ditch this whole married to the devil's son thing and go for the damned devil himself. I wanted him...Of course, he had quickly acted cool after we had washed up, but he had let me lay my head on his thighs all through the ride back home, his fingers threading into my hair... I wanted more of it...I did not even stick my dick in him, but I felt so fucking high on dopamine, more than I'd felt in years.The light switch went on in our room all too suddenly, causing my muscles to flex, an irritated knot in my belly as soon as Damien's face lit up in my view."You... why aren't you off plotting some revenge or being the brat you've always been? Why the hell are you here brooding like a fucking miserable fool?" I asked, not interested in the tad bit of means."I'm guessing you had fun?" he asked in a light tone, loosening his ar
TRIGGER WARNING… I CANT LISTOUT ALL YOUDFIND TRIGGERING BUT PLEASE DO NOT EXPECT ROMANTIC SEX, THIS IS DARK AND THE WORDS ARE AS VULGAR AS THEY CAN BE.EVGENYI was a hot mess. The moment Damien's name was brought up, my dick was rock hard. Shit… This was wrong on so many levels, but it wasn't going to stop me."Come on… Father… touch me," Atlas hissed, my hands rubbing harder on his dick."Close your eyes… feel me… see how hard your Damien is for you? How much I'm leaking for you? Feel me… every ridge of me… the way I fuck your fist like I'm begging for your hole," Atlas whispered, moving low, hitting his hips into my fists, fucking my palm… slow and fast, losing the rhythm on purpose.It was starting to sound more like Damien… the secret fantasy I'd kept locked up in my mind."Damien?" I asked, my eyes half closed now, my cock painfully hard, strings of precum drooling from the tip, sticky against his thighs."Yes… Father. I know exactly what it is that you want," Atlas spoke, a v
ATLASSwinging the door to the car open, I hopped into the back seat, Evgeny’s rigid posture seated tight next to me.“Today’s a weekend, but I doubt that’s the reason you had me brought here,” I said, losing half the zeal I had. He tapped at the driver’s seat, the partition rolling up between us, giving us the necessary privacy needed as the drive began, a smooth jazz playing from speakers.“Poison?” Evgeny asked, but I could hear him; he seemed to be losing every strand of his patience.“You asked me to do what I deemed fit with him, so yes, I did. Any issues here?” I asked. He whipped forward, hands wrapped around my throat, chest pinned to mine.“When I asked you to punish him as you deem fit, I said nothing of the sort of poison. If you harm my son... I would not end with your life again, and then I have to go after those ones you deem to be so in love with... Hunter... and theo...”“I fucking dare you. I’ll rip out your fucking spine and feed it to you raw ... breathe a word of
ATLASPain throbbed in my thighs, each tapping of my feet against the floor sounding as I scrolled through my phone, desperately trying to get my act in line.I’d woken up to pain in my thigh; he’d cut me… just twice? I mean… he did outsmart me, but even then I would have done way worse… could have cut off his fucking yapping tongue. Well, happy fucking married life to me.My ears perked up, and I fought hard to keep a smile off my face…to keep my face straight as his feet plodded on the floorboards. His rhythm… I’d known it by heart, even without turning.“Fucking pest,” he grumbled, a frown on his face, looking bitter as ever as he walked into my line of sight.Slowly, I raised my eyes from my phone, watching him sit across from me in the huge dining room, the space between us even more than enough to keep my plan in place.“Good morning to you too, husband. Isn’t it good to see that you didn’t fulfill your duties last night?” I asked, turning my head, watching the frown on his fac
DAMIENMy heart shattered, watching the devil incarnate smile. All fucking pearly sets of teeth flashing right at me, his eyes having a stare... he ruined me with those words and he fucking knew it.Shit. Fuckkk…He leaned forward, pressing a kiss on my lips. I shoved him off and he fell at my side, laughing again... this was... fun to him.My breaths thick, I trembled in anger, and pain. Evgeny... that fucking bastard, he'd do this to me... he'd fucking keep him up? He knew. He knew damn well how I felt for him, how much I pining after him for years... he'd give the devil what I wanted, was this his sick idea of getting back at me?“If you touch him... if you dare touch him. No... I won't even let you get a fucking chance.” I swallowed real hard, my heart racing, I felt so cold... so lonely... so... shattered.“Well I'm stuck in his marriage, and I'm going nowhere, not when your daddy’s begging for it.” He mused, laughing, watching me in his thralldom.“Lay a finger on my father, and
ATLAS.I love dick, I love sucking it, touching it, choking on it, or fucking someone with it. I loved the feel of the veins, the smoothness of a cockhead, the feeling of warmth and tightness as I pushed past the tightness of a man's ass. Though...Shit, and here I was getting a hard-on, eyeing my father-in-law with drool at the lips as he stood, a wine glass in my hands, watching him move through the crowd with practiced elegance, a sort of aura emanating from him. Couldn't it be the weekend yet?“You keep staring at that old mug like you think you have the hots for him, and not me.” Damien’s grating, agitating voice whispered into my ears. I turned my head in his direction with a sigh. Of course he had to be grinning.We signed the papers, done the necessities, and this seemed to be a safe resort for the brave. All sorts of famous and most powerful men stood in this room, congratulating us, others questioning where I was from and why the rush to marry.“Absolute nonsense. I am bore
ATLAS.He had been sleeping all morning. His phone buzzed for the seventh time in a row and I felt my patience snap as I ended the call, proceeding to switch off the phone. I hadn’t stopped him when the stupid druggie had passed him those pills. He looked desperate, like he needed an outlet.Shit,
THEOTWO YEARS LATERI groaned, blood dripping down from the side of my cheek, my eyes rolling in my head, the sharp sting of pain blurring my senses.“Shit! Did I hit you hard?” Jamal asked with a little giggle, rolling his eyes in his head as he laughed hard now.I cursed beneath my breath, uncuf
HUNTERI was a crazy mess—bloodshot eyes, disheveled hair, a stinging, banging headache. I felt so shitty. I’d only woken barely hours ago. I’d drunk to bed, and as soon as I jerked my eyes open I saw the missed calls from a hospital center. Jamal had rushed in on cue to say Coach had been called a
THEO’S POVEach time I parted my eyes, I saw Hunter and Jamal locking eyes, flirting, being touchy. It all grated down on my fucking nerves. They’d gone out as soon as we settled into the rooms, and it’s been a few minutes since they returned, both drunk, yet having conversations like they’d been b







