Page 108 of Silent Oaths
TheWhitmorename may not belong to us anymore, not in the way it used to.Butwe still carry it,Maxwell,Julian, and me, because we’re the ones who’ll make sure it means something different now.
Wecan’t change where we came from, but we sure as hell can decide where we’re going.
Isnap back to the present, my pulse pounding in my veins asIwatchIsabeltremble deliciously betweenJulianandMaxwell, her flushed skin glowing beneath the dusk’s fading light.
Awhole year, and this woman still consumes my every waking thought.Theobsession that once felt dangerous and twisted has blossomed into something even more profound.I’mirrevocably bound to her, tangled in her spell, desperate for every little piece ofIsabelthat she’s willing to offer me.
It’slove, though it goes far beyond anything that simple word could ever capture.
She’smine.Ours.AndIintend to keep it that way—forever.
Ican already picture it: a lifetime filled with her smiles, her laughter, even her fiery temper.Morethan anything,Iache to see her belly swell with my babies.Thethought sends a primal possessiveness roaring through my blood, an instinct so fierce, it almost frightens me.Isabelround and glowing, carrying my children—my heirs, my legacy—is somethingIdidn’t knowIneeded until her.
AndIwill make it happen.She’llbe mine, fully and completely, marked in every way possible.I’llnever let her slip away.
Ishake myself from the intoxicating vision and lock eyes with my siren.Herpupils dilate under my stare, her breath quickening, as if she can feel every raw thought flooding my mind.
“Tonight, we’re going to make sure you never forget who owns you.”
Hereyes widen, and her lips part with anticipation.
Julianswiftly spinsIsabelaround, pressing her back roughly against the harsh bark of the tree.Herbreath catches sharply asMaxwellpulls a rope from his pocket and secures her body to the trunk, binding her wrists tight enough to hold her in place.
Shesquirms slightly, testing the strength of the rope.Sheisn’t going anywhere, not until we’re finished with her.
Istep closer and lift the silk blindfold toward her face.Isabel’seyes flare with sudden panic, but she stays silent, accepting her fate asIplunge her into darkness.
“Staystill so we can take exactly what we want from you.”
Shetrembles under my touch, andIimpatiently tear her shirt down, exposing her tits to the cool night air.Inod atJulianandMaxwell, who immediately close in, their mouths claiming her nipples roughly.
Isabelgasps, moaning sharply, surrendering completely to our control.
Iswiftly pull down her pants, my fingers slipping between her folds, andIsmile darkly.
She’sready.
“Yourcunt is already weeping for us,Siren.”
Iwhip out my painfully hard cock and grip her hips firmly, rutting into her wet pussy, claiming her in the wayIknow she craves.
Isabelscreams, and the sound is music to my ears.
“You’remine,Isabel,”Iwhisper harshly against her ear, each word punctuated by my hips. “Oursforever.”
“Yes.Yours,” she breathes.
JulianandMaxwellhold her firmly in place, their mouths still locked onto her tits, fueling her desire, making her tremble between us.Theylick, suck, and nibble on her nipples asIpound into her mercilessly.She’slost in sensation, trapped in the sweet agony of our control.
“I’mgoing to fill you until there’s no doubt left,”Igrowl roughly into her ear, tightening my grip on her hips. “Untilevery part of you knows exactly who you belong to.”
IfuckIsabelrelentlessly, driven by the primal need to claim her.
Idrive us toward the edge untilIfeel her body tighten, her pulse racing wildly beneath my fingers.Isabelcries out, “Please, don’t stop.Please,” as her climax washes over her in waves, andIfollow close behind, her name a fierce growl on my lips.
Asshe collapses into us, breathless and trembling,Ipress a gentle kiss to her shoulder, whispering softly, “You’remy forever,Siren.”
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