Page 10 of The Possession

Oh God…

Master Declan was massaging a spot I adored, one Master Luka exploited regularly, and it was drawing me closer to the edge than anything else he could have done.

As if I’d spoken out loud, the fingers disappeared, making me groan for an entirely different reason. “So needy,” Master Declan said against my ear, nipping my neck before moving away from me entirely.

It left me focused on Master Ian and his increasing pace. He hadn’t stopped watching my face, his sadism clearer now more than ever as he smiled at the tears tracking down my cheeks. I couldn’t help it. His pumps into my mouth were so intense I felt as if I truly were choking on him, just like he’d said.

Stealing a quick inhale, I hollowed my cheeks, deciding to pay him back a little for his harsh treatment. He cursed in response, his grip tightening. “Fuck, do that again.”

I did, giving him my best, and felt a glimmer of pride when his eyes rolled back in his head.

He thought to best me.

But in this position, I was queen. I held all the power. He could choke me all he wanted, yet it was my mouth he would concede to at the end of this. I took him deep once more, swallowing the head of his cock and playing my tongue across his tender skin.

He erupted in the next breath, his growl of approval vibrating every nerve in my body.

Because I did that.

I made him lose control.

He seemed both angered and pleased, his grasp turning to cement in my hair as I swallowed every drop he released into my mouth. “Fuck,” he exhaled, his hips arching upward to force him all the way down before he slowly eased back.

My throat ached from the treatment, my chest protesting from the lack of oxygen. I couldn’t help the gasp of relief as he pulled out of my mouth, my heart spasming in a chaotic beat.

Please not yet,I thought as I felt Master Declan behind me again.Please give me a second to recover.

Master Ian cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing a fresh tear from my eye as he pulled me up to straddle his lap. His spent cock rested against my slick folds, stirring a spark of longing in my womb.

I’m not ready, I told myself.Not yet.

As if he heard me, he guided me into him for a lazy kiss that confused my senses. It felt as if he were thanking me with his tongue, and it stole all the air from my lungs once more.

Who is this mercurial man?

“You were marvelous,” he praised me softly.

“Yes,” Master Declan agreed, his lips brushing against my shoulder. “I think she deserves a reward.”

“Hmm, it’s like you read my mind,” Master Ian said against my mouth. Then he kissed me again, his palm slipping from my cheek to my throat, where he gently ran his thumb up the column of my neck. “Are you doing the honors, or am I?” He held my gaze while he asked, but I knew his question wasn’t meant for me.

“It’s my turn to play,” Master Declan replied, moving on the bed to lie beside Master Ian. “Straddle my face, beautiful. I want to taste you.”

Luka

I liftedmy ankle onto my opposite knee and watched while Savannah slipped from Ian’s lap to straddle Declan’s face. Her slender fingers gripped the headboard as he clasped his hands around her hips to guide her exactly where he wanted.

She arched her back as his tongue met her clit, her tits jutting into the air like prized globes meant to be worshiped and adored.

I nearly went to her, my mouth aching for a taste of her sweet skin, but I held myself back.

This was about my friends acquainting themselves with my alluring possession.

I poured myself a fresh drink from a decanter of brandy on the table beside me, then relaxed to watch the show.

Savannah moaned, her swollen lips parted in bliss as her head fell back from the pleasure Declan provided with his tongue.

Such a gorgeous sight, one illuminated from the lighting over the bed. It wasn’t fluorescent, exactly, more of a dull candlelight meant to facilitate the mood. It painted the room in erotic shadows, highlighting the exquisite woman writhing in passion while allowing me to hide in a corner and watch from my preferred chair.

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