Page 157 of Savage Reign

Silas pressed closer to me. “That’s right, angel. You just be a good girl and enjoy the ride.”

His fingers pressed on my clit before rubbing around it in circles.

I clenched down automatically, and both men’s growls made my insides go tingly. Fuck, but I loved being able to elicit such a sound from such powerful men.

I was powerful and weak, all at once.

Whimpers escaped my lips. This felt so good. Silas’s fingers quickened in pace over my clit, while Killian played with my nipples.

“Please, please,” I chanted, needing something—anything.

Killian grinned viciously, and the look on his face was what pushed me over.

I came on a shout, and Silas and Killian moved, both fucking me until there was nothing and no one, just the sense that I was being slowly pulled under.

I closed my eyes, my nails digging a little harder into Killian’s skin. I was sure I would leave a mark on him. Not that he seemed to mind. If anything, the pain only drove him on, and he fucked me just a little harder, a little faster.

“Oh, God,” I cried, feeling my entire body tremble in response. I was going to break apart. There was no other way to put it. They were going to break me. “Please.”

“We got you,” Silas said, grabbing my hips and pushing himself in deeper.

“Fuck!” I screamed.

“She's close,” Killian gritted out, his voice rough.

“Get her there,” Silas commanded.

Killian played with my clit, moving his hand side to side over the sensitive bud.

I threw my head back and came with a cry.

Killian came right after me, and Silas soon followed.

A sob burst free at the sensations. I didn’t care about anything anymore.

I just wanted the feeling to go on, yet I wanted to reach my peak and have them pull me back down, put me back together. It was an overwhelming feeling, one I didn’t know how to handle.

Silas pulled out of me first. I felt the loss of him instantly. I reached out for him.

He grabbed my hands. “It’s okay, angel. I’m right here.”

He was right here with me. Killian gently pulled me off him and laid me down on the bed. I took them in with half-closed eyes, unable to do anything more than lie there.

My limbs were useless. Each of them wore a hungry expression. The expressions of monsters I was beginning to love.

Killian leaned over and kissed me sweetly on the cheek before climbing off the bed and heading toward the bathroom. Silas stayed close to my side, his hands running all over my body soothingly. I was almost asleep when I felt Killian climb backinto bed. He carried two wet hand towels. He threw one at Silas and used the other to clean me up.

He smiled, pausing mid-wipe when he noticed me watching him. “These fucking eyes of yours,” he said. “Do you know I would fucking kill anyone, burn anything, just to keep this soft look in your eyes for the rest of your life?”

I smiled.

Maverick’s words rang in my head.

Those bastards would destroy the world if you ask them to.

I got it now. They would do anything for me.

“And it will be a fucking long life, if I have any say,” Silas said, moving into my line of sight.

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