Page 60 of Obsessions of the Heart

I actually believed her. At that moment, she had never spoken something more true, and that excited me.

When I released her hands, she cried out as she lowered them. Only giving her a moment's reprieve, I turned her around and smacked her ass. She mewled, jerking from the sting but not backing away. The red handprint that marked her gorgeous, plump ass had me panting, and I felt like I needed to give her a reward.

Shoving my hands up her shirt, I yanked the cup of her bra down and pinched her nipple. She rested her head on the cold concrete wall and gulped down a breath while I reached my other hand behind her to plunge two fingers into her center. She let out a silent scream into the air, puffing out a moan at the end while I worked both ends of her. Her body began to tremble when I switched between plucking her nipples and kneading her breasts.

“Oh, fuck. Fuck. Roux.” The words were spoken in a plea, and since this was our first time, I decided to take it easy on her.

Positioning myself at her entrance, I called out in the darkness as my last string of sanity left. “You wanted this. Remember that.”

In her own act of defiance, she pushed her ass into me, causing the head of my cock to enter just slightly. This one act broke out the demon inside of me. I grabbed her arms, pulling them behind her before I speared her pussy in one thrust.

This time, that silent scream was vibrant and loud, echoing against the walls, and I bathed in her pain and pleasure for only a second before the onslaught started.

Feverishly pounding into her, I yanked her arms back so hard her spine bent into this beautiful curve that I could get lost in. It was so sensual, so breathtaking, that I wanted a sculptor to make a piece with just this curvature, something that only I would be able to savor when I looked at it.

My hips thrust in and out so hard her whole body jerked, but I kept my hands on her wrists, gripping the reins, never letting her go.

Her once full, loud pants began to break apart, becoming shallow and quick. I gave her not even a moment to breathe or think, only allowing her to feel what I was doing to her.

The wet sounds of our joining began to grow louder and louder, with her enjoying everything I was doing. Her reactions were so perfect, so seamless, that I got lost in her. Watching her. Feeling her.

It wasn't until she clamped down on my cock so hard I wasn't able to move that I could feel her power, her pure unadulterated pleasure taking over her body and making it glow. Her guttural wail pierced my dark soul with light, shocking my system as she gushed all over my cock.

The obsessive being inside of me surged forward, wanting to catch that light and hoard it. I grabbed her neck, bringing her back to my front as I rutted into her like my life depended on it, fucking every inch of her orgasm out until I exploded inside of her. I released everything that I had until I was left with no more.

Both of us slumped against the wall. My hand was still around her throat, but instead of it cuffing her, trapping her, it was tethering me to her, connecting us in not only desire, but heartfelt care.

What the fuck has she done to me?

Chapter 21

It was official. My mind was blown apart.

My mind, my body, and my soul. Every little bit of me had been broken down by these men, and I was having a hard time being mad about it.

Breathing heavily, lying against the crisp, chilly concrete, I was still stunned about what I just did. I’d be the first to admit that I didn’t have a ton of experience with sex, having pretty much stuck with the basics until bad shit started to happen to those that were with me. What I’d done with Rion, Ravi, and Roux wasn’t only way out of my comfort zone, but messy, filthy, and public.

They’d opened up a new world to me, and I was finding I enjoyed it. I liked the controlled devotion from Rion, I got excited by Ravi’s take charge sweetness, and I secretly craved the demanding, rough play with Roux. It was all different and exciting.

Most of my life, I’d been either the black cloud that was feared and detested or the stuck-up, straight-laced orphan that cared more about surviving life than living it. It was one of the things that I’d loved and found frustrating about Vivian. She was the life of the party, enjoying everything, but she also got burned a lot. Heartbreak, betrayal, and abandonment were her constant companions. While we connected on the last one, I was determined not to feel the first two.

Now, I realized what I was missing, and I had the Ambros triplets to thank for that. Sometimes I focused too much on people’s faults, on being skeptical and keeping my distance, but that was hurting my growth as a human being.

In fact, I knew I couldn't do this with others because I hadn’t trusted anyone, not since they left my world. It was like I knew no one else would have my back like them, be there for me like they would. It was the whole reason I allowed them to touch me like this, to let them take control of my mind and body, because I trusted that they would keep me safe.

Soft kisses went up my naked spine, and I shivered. His hand cupped my face and turned me toward him, his bright green-blue eyes shining in the dark. “No matter where you go, where you hide, we will always find you. You're ours now, and we won't let you slip through our fingers again. Do you hear me?”

Roux was usually the pissed off or grumpy one, so seeing him be sincere yet firm cracked open my heart with a crowbar. His words sounded crazy. I mean, any normal woman would tell me he was psycho and to run away as fast as I could, but something about the Ambros brothers called to me, made those dark thoughts silent, made me believe.

Choosing to be more adventurous, I wiggled my ass against him, and he retaliated by biting my shoulder. I cried out, but he kissed me deep and hard, swallowing those cries like he owned them and refused to let any of them go without his approval.

He finally pulled out, and I let out a little whine at him leaving. I enjoyed his cock filling me. In fact, I enjoyed Ravi’s too. It made me think about what fully being with Rion would be like. How would it feel to have both of them? All of them?

Maybe I was getting ahead of myself. I needed to do some research.

“What is going on in that mind of yours?” His gruff voice jarred me out of my fantasy, and I smiled at him, pulling my shirt and bra down and back in place.

“Nothing crazy.” Looking around, I caught the glint of a bicycle handle and laughed. “I’m more surprised that we didn't get caught.”

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