Page 9 of The Possession

Which was usually reserved only for my Master, yet I didn’t sense him here at all. Did he lurk in the dark? Was he sitting in his favorite chair watching as his two friends petted his prized possession?

I knew better than to be lulled into a false state of comfort.

This treatment would end.

They would grow rougher. More passionate. Moredemanding.

Master Declan’s tongue met the crease of my ass, causing me to jolt out of my thoughts. He followed the lick with a bite to my cheek, one that stung and would definitely leave a mark.

“I want to watch her suck you off,” he said in a low, sensual voice.

Where’s Luka?I wondered, confused by the change of pace, but Master Declan was already moving me up onto the bed. He had a hold on my hips, guiding me to where he wanted, forcingme to crawl forward as Master Ian shifted backward toward the headboard. His hands went to his belt, the leather snicking sensually through the loops as he removed the barrier. Then he popped open the button on his charcoal slacks, followed by the zipper.

I swallowed at the sight of his impressive length, his lack of undergarments freeing him to my gaze instantly.

The man was flawless, just like the body I suspected he hid behind the clothes.

Perfectly portioned, thick, and hard. My favorite combination.

Master Declan nudged me forward. “Go to him,” he told me. “Show us what you can do with that pretty mouth of yours.”

A challenge.One I refused to fail.

I placed my palms on Master Ian’s strong thighs, then met his gaze as I lowered my mouth to his jutting erection. His lips quirked up at the sides. “That’s hot, princess. Keep looking at me while you choke on my cock. I want to be able to see you cry.”

My throat threatened to tighten, but I forced myself to relax.

I could take him, even if he forced himself all the way inside.

I held his gaze and demonstrated what I could do, swallowing him as deep as my body allowed. A curse left his full lips, causing my heart to flutter in response. Then his fingers wove through my hair once more as he pumped himself even deeper, cutting off my ability to breathe.

His devious blue eyes held mine, a sinister note sparking in their depths that concerned me. How long would he keep me like this? Incapacitated? Unable to breathe?

I fought the urge to quiver, my heart racing in my chest as my lungs began to burn.

Master Luka wouldn’t allow him to truly hurt me, would he?No, my heart supplied.He would never hurt me.

But what if he’d stepped out? I hadn’t heard him since I crawled into my room. Had he allowed his friends to lead me in here alone? Was that why Master Declan commanded the show?

I didn’t know him.

I didn’t trust him.

Nor did I trust the male holding me down on his cock.

My vision began to blur, an odd, watery mix of black spots and the smiling devil before me. Then a dark voice whispered, “Impressive,” against my ear, and suddenly I could breathe again. My nostrils flared with the need to inhale, but Master Ian didn’t allow me a full breath before he shoved me back down, his blue eyes still on mine.

Heat bathed my back as Master Declan allowed me to feel his presence. He’d been the one to whisper into my ear, his arousal prominent through his pants as he pressed himself against my ass.

I shuddered, not ready for him. Not ready for anything.

Master Ian had unnerved me with his breath play. My throat rioted against his intrusion, my lungs demanding more air. But he only allowed me small gasps as he kept his thrusts deep, his method sadistic.

Then a hand snuck between my thighs, the coldness of a watch pressing against my shaved mound as two fingers were thrust up into me. I bucked back against Master Declan, shocked by his penetration and confused by the spiral of heat percolating inside me.

“That was a fun noise,” Master Ian murmured. “Make her do it again.”

I hadn’t even realized I’d made a sound until the fingers inside me began to scissor, causing me to groan against the shaft lodged in my throat.

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