Page 18 of The Possession

This would be a third.

And I intended for her to have at least two more, to make her beg me to stop.

I slid two fingers into her slick heat, curling them upward in a way I knew would shoot her off into the stars.

Her reaction didn’t disappoint as she shattered for me, her moan of approval causing my dick to throb in my pants.

I wanted to fuck her.

No. I wanted toshareher.

I met Declan’s gaze, telling him what I wanted without words. He considered me for a moment before conceding with a nod. It was a gift of sorts, and I knew why he’d agreed, understood that this would likely be our very last time ever doing this because we were too much as a team.

But Savannah could take us.

I’d make her.

He set the bottle on the nightstand, then rolled his neck while Ian drew his fingers across her jaw. “She blushes prettily.”

“She does,” I agreed, my voice vibrating her intimate flesh.She jerked beneath me, her eyes flashing to mine.

I knew she wanted to tell me it was too much again, but she swallowed the words, aware that I would only make this worse if she tried to fight it. Instead, she gritted her teeth as I licked her again, her entire body jolting from being so thoroughly used and satisfied.

Maybe I’d only make her come one more time.

We’d see how the next few minutes progressed.

“Master Declan wants to experience your pussy, baby,” I told her, each word rumbling against her sensitive nub. “You’re going to straddle him like you did Master Ian. Then I’m going to take your ass.”

Savannah

My heart leaptinto my throat.

The two of them? Together?

My lips parted in a silent denial, my insides clenching in a mixture of fear and anticipation. I wasn’t sure I could handle them. They were too dominant. Too in control. Tooalpha.

Too big,my mind added.

I’d passed out from Master Ian and Master Declan taking me.

If Master Luka added his rhythm to the mix, I… I wasn’t sure I’d survive.

He grinned up at me from between my legs, the devil lurking in his midnight gaze. He knew I was afraid. Helikedthat I was scared.

His teeth dragged along my sex, sending flutters of protest over my body, my inner walls aching at the very thought of coming again.

But I knew better than to complain.

Nor would I use the one word that underlined safety between us.

Because I wanted to see where this went. I longed to know if I could truly take it. I also trusted him to stop if he recognized signs of my inability to continue. He always read my signals, responded to them appropriately, and protectedme from true pain.

So I’d trust him now.

I’d see how far he’d take this.

He smiled against me as though sensing my acceptance, but it was Master Declan who whispered, “Good girl,” into my ear. I hadn’t even noticed him leaning over me, my focus on the male between my thighs.

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