Page 69 of Saviors

“You don’t get it.” His voice was rough and low. “We’re in control. We say when it’s enough. We tell you when to come. And how many times you can.”

I jerked my head to the side, wondering if I needed an escape. My chest constricted as I saw Connor at the end of the bed. I felt the pleading in my gaze as our eyes connected. “You asked for this, little bloom.”

A hand grasped my hair, yanking me up. The dimple on Maverick’s face was gone as he stared down at me. “There’s only one way out, belladonna.”

Reid spanked me again, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure and pain across my body. “What color is a juicy, ripe, strawberry just waiting to be picked?”

The truth washed over me, taking away all the fight. I melted into them.

I wasn’t scared anymore. They could hold me down. Spank me. Control me. Because I could make it all stop with one word.

But I didn’t want to.

“Yellow.”

Warm lips pressed into the back of my neck. “Good girl.”

The pressure on my scalp released as Maverick moved to stand beside Connor. My forehead hit the mattress, but I kept my head cocked to see them. Their gazes tingled like a physical caress. It didn’t escape my notice that the two of them had no problem touching me together, but backed away when Reid wanted in. I wondered why that was, but then hands were gripping my ass cheeks and all thoughts scattered.

Cool air ghosted over my skin, creeping into places that had never seen the light of day before. Warmth spread from where he touched me, up my spine, across my chest, until it flooded my cheeks.

I tried to control my nerves and embarrassment as he slid one hand between my legs. I could hear how wet I was as he dipped a finger inside. But I knew that wasn’t his end goal. He trailed through my wetness as he moved back.

“Look at you.” His deep voice made me shudder. All of it affected me in a way it shouldn’t. “Every fucking inch of you is perfect.”

Except it wasn’t.

I don’t know why they kept saying that. Why they couldn’t see the black sludge covering my skin. The cracks and broken pieces.

I rolled my lips together, holding in my protest. Or maybe I was catching the whimpers as one of his fingers traced my back hole. But I couldn’t block the gasp that tore through my chest as he pushed inside.

My body clenched at the foreign intrusion. At being touched in a place nobody had even cared to look at before. He did it with such gentleness, slowly pumping in and out.

Pressure overwhelmed me at first. Stole the air from my lungs. But then desire zinged to my clit. The air came rushing out in a gasp. It was like electricity. I became aware of the space between my legs more acutely than I ever had before.

It was so wrong. Dirty. But it felt fucking amazing. Nothing had felt this good in a while.

My spine snapped straight as pleasure gripped me. My hips moved without permission. I was rocking into his hand when he added a second finger.

“Oh god.” I moaned. His other hand tightened on my hip like my sounds of ecstasy turned him on. Like he was holding himself back.

But I didn’t want him to. Euphoria built under my skin. Heat flooded my veins. I wanted more. Needed it.

“Fuck.” My gaze collided with Maverick’s as I heard his rough curse. Butterflies erupted in my stomach as our eyes held. As I watched him watching me. “You know what he’s doing right now, belladonna?”

I hoped he didn’t expect me to answer because I was too focused on breathing. On not exploding when Reid had barely started. I shook my head as my hips rolled.

“He’s getting you ready so you can take our cocks in that tight little ass.”

That shocked me from the pleasure I was in. “What? I can’t!”

Even two fingers felt like a lot. I was already too full. My body wasn’t ready for more.

Maverick pressed one hand onto the mattress. It dipped under his weight, sending me forward. He gripped my chin, keeping me in place. My hands brushed the bed as he jerked me towards him.

“You can. And you’ll fucking love it.”

At his words, Reid slipped in another finger. A shamefully loud moaned poured from me. I caught a glimpse of the smile on Maverick’s face before he slammed our lips together.

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