Page 21 of The Possession

They were pumping into me, controlling every inch of my soul, claiming my body as their own, and taking what they desired from me in kind.

I was lost to their touch.

Their growls.

Their possession.

Master Declan kissed me as if I were his life source, only for Master Luka to yank my head back by my hair and take my mouth with a similar force.

I kissed him back.

I moaned.

I cried.

I writhed between them.

My nipples beaded beneath their hands.

My walls clenched.

My stomach burned.

My lungs protested.

My heart threatened to stop beating.

I was completely undone, lost to the sensations, their doll to command and take at will. “Put Ian in your mouth,” Master Luka commanded, guiding me to the waiting male kneeling on the bed.

My lips parted, my tongue already working as my body fell into a cadence I barely recognized. It was as if a foreign partof me had surfaced, taking over and turning me into a queen meant to master them all. Yet it was me they were truly mastering, their cocks filling every one of my holes, fucking me with a ferocity that scorched my skin.

It was all too much, the power shoving me into a black spiral of ecstasy I couldn’t escape. Master Ian’s cock kept me from screaming, his head lodged too far down my throat for anyone to hear my eruption. But theyfeltit. Because I squeezed the life out of their cocks, demanding they follow.

Yet they refused, still pumping into me, driving forward, searching for their own pleasure.

“There’s a vibrator in the nightstand,” I heard Master Luka say. “Grab it.”

My eyes widened, true fear spiking through my blood.

No. No.I couldn’t handle more. I needed this to end. I needed them to come. I needed to be able to breathe again!

But I couldn’t speak or move, impaled by their masculinity and caged in between walls of muscle.

My hand nearly fisted, my brain contemplating the decision a second before I would have raised it into the air to beg them to stop. But I couldn’t do it. That sinister part of me needed toknow.

A buzzing started.

Then liquid fire breathed through my veins as the vibration touched my clit.

My eyes rolled back into my head, my body quaking violently from the insanity touching my too-sensitive flesh.

Oh, fuck!I screamed in my mind, my hands grabbing Master Declan’s shoulders as my nails bit into his flesh.

He was the one holding the vibrator.

He deserved the pain.

And he responded by increasing the pulsation.

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