Page 166 of They Are Mine

I shudder. I keep licking, keep sucking, taking them both in turn.

“Precious,” Elliot praises. His fingers sink deeper. “Let’s take our treasure to new heights.”

I can barely think. I can barely breathe.

“Bedroom?” Elias asks.

“I got her,” Orion says. His arms lift me, strong and safe, holding me against his chest.

We’re moving.

A door opens.

The spare room.

The we’re-all-fucking-together room.

“You’ll want to see this,” Elliot says.

The blindfold slips free. My eyes adjust, meeting his.

He smirks. Filthy. Knowing. A man who loves to break things.

But he’s too late.

I’m already ruined.

He tosses the blindfold onto the dresser and glances at my men.

“Since it’s your first, Noah, Orion,” he purrs. Measured. Dangerous. So fucking in control. He looks at me. “Beneath, behind, or in that luscious mouth?”

I shudder.

“There’s no fucking wrong answer,” Orion says, voice tight.

I nip his ear, breathless, aching. “It won’t be the last time.”

Noah growls. “Beneath,” he says, ripping off his shirt, shoving down his pants, crawling onto the bed.

Orion sets me down, pats my ass, and grins.

“Go. Fuck Noah,” Elliot orders.

My thighs clench. “Yes, sir.”

Orion groans. “Damn, I might like that too. Sir.”

Elliot chuckles, moving toward my head.

“You’re my beast,” I whisper to Orion as I straddle Noah.

Orion presses behind me.

Thick. Hard. Ready.

I moan, parting my lips and Elliot fills my mouth.

I am full.

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