Page 51 of Saviors

My fingers fumbled with the few buttons at the collar. The soft fabric skimming along my skin sent a thrill through me as I lifted it over my head. A second later, it was fluttering to the floor, leaving me in only a pink lace bra that matched the panties Connor was still holding.

A smile spread across his face as his gaze raked over me. “You’re taking orders like such a good girl.”

My breathing stuttered as they stepped forward. My skin tingled, but they didn’t touch me. Connor leaned in, whispering in my ear. “Is that what you want, to be our good girl?”

My lips brushed his as I turned my head. I yearned to close the distance. To kiss him again. But I waited. Submitted to them.

“Yes.” I didn’t know what else to say. I felt like I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t do anything but what they commanded.

“Now the bra.” Electricity burst inside me as Reid gave another order.

Connor straightened, giving me space as I reached back and popped the clasp. Goosebumps broke out along my arms as the lace floated away.

Heat pooled in my gut. Grew between my legs as they circled me. They were predators, and I was their willing prey. Their gazes burnt my skin. Pushed the chill from the air.

Once again, I assessed my body. I waited to feel like an object. Something insignificant. Something unloved. Like an animal in a cage.

But those feelings never came. All that coursed through my veins was pure, carnal lust.

“Look at how gorgeous you are.” Maverick ran a single knuckle from my shoulder to wrist. That simple touch sent sparks down the same path. I stifled a moan, so I didn’t embarrass myself. “All this pretty skin for me to mark.”

His body warmed mine as he closed the distance between us. I couldn’t stop my hand from turning. The urge to be close to him was instinctual.

They hadn’t demanded it, but I needed to touch him. My fingers skimmed across his thick thighs. His mouth curved as if he had a secret. Like we were breaking the rules together.

“You like that.” His breath ghosted over my cheek, making me shiver. “You want me to mark you? Leave a scar on your skin so everyone will know who you were with? Who you belong to.”

My gaze connected with his steel-gray eyes. I saw the intensity behind them. I knew they weren’t normal; this arrangement made that clear. But what he was describing was unhinged. Absolutely depraved.

Fuck, I liked it. The idea that I could choose the scars on my body was appalling. It wouldn’t just be happening to me.

I wished I could belong to them. That this was more than temporary. But it wasn’t. And soon they’d forget me. I’d be just another girl they fucked. I hated the thought. But the scars they left behind would remind me I’d once been desired like this.

“Touch me.” I begged, because I didn’t want to think anymore. Didn’t want to worry about when this would end.

“No.” My attention snapped to Reid. My lips pressed together as I held back my protest. “We’re not going to touch you until you’re ready. This is a taste. A way for you to decide if you want more.”

I opened my mouth to tell him I’d decided. That I wanted everything. That I was theirs to do with as they pleased.

The words died on my tongue as I stared at him. I was paralyzed. What if I made all the wrong choices again?

Connor came up behind me, drawing my focus to his hands hovering over my hips. “Be a good girl. Lay down.”

My skin tingled as I willed him to touch me, but he wouldn’t disobey Reid. It only made the anticipation turn into sparks of excitement as I followed his order. I dropped to my knees on the plush carpet before moving to my back.

I realized in that moment how vulnerable I was. Completely naked in a room with three fully dressed men. On the floor where they could demand anything of me. But once again, it was freeing instead of controlling.

“Spread those thighs.” Maverick’s tone was husky. “Let us see what you want to give us.”

I took an unsteady breath as I brought my feet together, drawing them closer to my hips and letting my knees fall open.

“More.” Reid demanded. “Show us everything.”

My heart beat hard on my ribs. The heat of my hand burned my flesh as I moved it along my stomach. I watched them watching me. Their focus never left my fingers as I spread myself open for them.

“Fuck.” Maverick dropped to his knees by my feet. “Look at that pretty pussy.”

“Holy shit.” Connor grunted as he sat on the couch.

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