Page 16 of The Possession
I truly screamed then, my walls clenching down around bothmen and forcing them into the blissful world with me.
Warmth flooded my insides.
Their semen a brand I would never be free from.
They owned me now.
Just as Master Luka did.
At least until he reclaimed me as his own.
The growls and groans in the air mingled with my frantic inhales, my body broken between both men. They were so big, so powerful, sostrong.
I felt weak.
Destroyed.
Utterly fulfilled.
I collapsed against Master Ian, my arms still tied behind my back, unable to move.
Master Declan removed his touch from my sex, bringing his thumb to my mouth. He didn’t even need to say what he wanted. I parted my lips for him, tasting myself on his skin. Then he drew the damp digit down my neck to my spine, where he slowly untied my arms, freeing me once more.
Except I wasn’t free at all.
They were both still lodged deep within me, pinning me between them.
Declan leaned over me, firmly trapping me between two walls of masculine heat. “You’re amazing, Savannah,” he breathed against my ear, making my stomach flip at the praise. “Fucking amazing.”
I smiled a little, wanting to tell him the same, but my consciousness began to fracture, my mind having taken too much, and dots painted my vision.
I’m crashing, I realized, sighing dreamily.Yes, yes.
I welcomed the darkness.
Allowed it to take me under.
Knowing the men would be waiting for me when I woke because we were nowhere near done.
Luka
“Where the helldid you find her?” Declan asked after cleaning himself up. Savannah was asleep in the bed, her dark hair splayed out across the pillows, her swollen lips parted in bliss. We’d wake her again soon, but I knew Declan and Ian needed time to recover as well.
Then the four of us would play. Something I’d never done with her before and likely wouldn’t do again unless it was with the two men standing in front of me now.
“You know where he found her,” Ian replied, smirking. “He bought her family business and won her over in the process.”
I grinned. “My most lucrative deal to date.” Typically, I bought companies, flipped them into higher profit margins, and sold them.
But I would never sell Savannah’s family business. It meant too much to me.Shemeant too much to me.
“You’re a lucky son of a bitch,” Ian added, raiding the bar at the side of the room for a drink. Declan stood near him with a bottle of water in his hand, his trousers buttoned up, but his torso was still bare.
He wasn’t done playing with my toy.
And neither was Ian.
“I am,” I agreed, referring to my friend’s comment about my luck. “You can’t have her.”
