Page 113 of Crave
I should have fought.
But I was too far gone.
Too consumed.
Theo’s lip brushed my shoulder, his voice a low rasp. “Tell me you don’t want this.”
That monster’s voice slithered into my head.
Good girl, Angelica. Just like you’ve been trained.
My throat closed.
My skin prickled.
Theo sank his teeth into my shoulder and I let out a choked moan.
“Fuck you sound good like that,” Silas grunted, gripping my hips and yanking me upwards, until I rode his thigh.
Heat rushed through me, pooling in the base of my belly and flooded my core.
You have them now.That dark, demented urgency whispered.I’m so proud of you, so very goddamn proud.
“Her panties,” Silas grunted. “They need to be gone.”
Theo’s warm blast of breath came at the side of my neck. “I never thought you’d ask.”
Rough hands gripped the side of my panties. One hard yank and the lace fabric tore on one side, leaving the other to bite into my skin. The flimsy barrier between my body and Silas’s was gone in an instant, leaving skin against skin.
Silas leaned closer, sliding his hands along my back, pulling me closer and dropped his mouth to my breast.
Theo grasped my ass, his cruel fingers probing, pushing along my crease until he hit my entrance.
“You feel that, Angel?” Theo grunted, his finger pushing inside. “This is us fucking owning you.”
Owned.
Submission.
Control.
My body responded in ways that wasn’t me, softening for Theo’s probing fingers at the same time my nipples tightened in Silas’s mouth. Both men sucked and thrust, making me shudder.
“Fuck you feel good for a liar,” Theo grunted.
Silas’s teeth grazed my sensitive skin. Heat and hunger melding into a wet demanding pull that sent electric pulses straight to my core. One hard flick of his tongue came, teasing my sensitive bud before he sucked harder, drawing it deep, the pressure sharp and intoxicating.
Open yourself. Let them in.
I slammed my eyes closed, my spine arching. The scrape of Silas’s teeth sending a violent shudder through me, pain and pleasure crashing in waves as he bit down, holding me there, his breath scalding against the wet sheen he left behind.
Your body is not yours. It belongs to them.
That voice murmured in the back of my head as Silas’ lapped at my hardened peak, forcing me to look down. He swirled his tongue around my reddened stiff bud before sealing his lips tight and sucking with a force that stole my breath. Every pull was a claim, every flick of his tongue a silent demand for surrender.
The suction was relentless, a steady rhythm of pressure and release that sent need clawing through my veins. My nipples ached, swollen and raw, every tug a cruel, exquisite torment that left me gasping, my body bowing for more.
His gaze came up, rough fingers pinching the other nipple in perfect sync with his mouth, twisting just as he sucked, sending shockwaves of sensation through me, straight to the molten heatpooling between my thighs.Oh, God.I couldn’t stand it and yet…I wanted more.
