Page 54 of Saviors

She let out a whimper of frustration. Her fingers dug into her flesh. I leaned forward until my mouth hovered over the shell of her ear. “You can do it. Be our good girl.”

The tip of my cock brushed her hip, sending a burst of pleasure through me. The urge to shove her down and slam inside her was almost too much to resist. I needed to feel her sweet little cunt swallowing my cock.

I moved my hand faster. Twisting at the head, then gripping the base over and over again. The tension built. Burned through my veins. Each press of her skin on mine threatened to end this.

“Soon you’ll take our cocks.” She shivered as I whispered. “Covering us in your cum as you scream our names.”

“Connor.” My name on her lips was my undoing. My balls drew up. My cock jumped. Lust shot through me, pushing me over the edge.

“Goddamn.” I cursed as I came. I forced my eyes open, watching as my cum splattered along her creamy skin. It dripped towards her slick pussy. Tainting her. Marking. Making her ours.

“Fucking beautiful.” Maverick groaned next to me and I saw as his cum coated her thighs.

“Holy shit.” Violet breathed. Her body shook as looked down at herself with erotic ecstasy in her gaze.

“You’re not finished.” Reid stood fisting her hair with one hand. The other moving along his dick. His voice was raw with restraint. “What color is a cherry?”

She blinked, confused for a moment until she remembered her safe word. She smiled as she stared up at him. “Blue.”

He smirked as he squeezed his cock. She moaned, her body shuddering as he came all over her face. My wasted dick tried to jump back to life as the sticky white substance clung to her perfect lips.

He swept a finger through his cum, smearing it across her mouth. “That’s my needy slut.”

I examined her expression again, waiting for disgust. Fear. Loathing. Trying to see if we took it too far.

But she only poked her tongue out for a taste. The tension in my chest eased. She really was perfect. Designed for us.

I needed to make sure everyone knew it, because there was no way I could ever let her go.

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Violet

My chest stuttered as I sucked a deep breath into my lungs. My skin was hot and sticky from sweat and their collective release. I waited for the nausea. But it never came.

All I felt was a burning need for more. I craved it.

As they stared at me, gauging my reaction, I observed them. Looked for judgment. Hatred. For their lust to turn into disinterest.

But I only saw acceptance. Affection.

Maverick grasped my chin, turning my face to his. My heart beat harder, but he didn’t seem bothered by the other guy’s cum on my skin. “Did you like being owned by us?”

I should’ve been embarrassed. Disgusted, but I couldn’t find it in myself. Not when I was the one who’d done this to them. Who’d made these strong, confident men fall apart. Made them crazy for me.

The power of it settled inside my chest. Gave me another piece of my broken soul back.

“Yes.” I gazed up at him through my lashes as I told him the truth. “And I want more.”

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Maverick

“Why the fuck is this taking so long?” I grumbled and threw my feet up on Reid’s desk, leaning back in my chair.

I smirked at his icy glare. He hated when I put my dirty shoes on his desk, but he didn’t like it when it was my bare feet, either. Most people would take that to mean I should stop, but I loved ruffling his feathers. He was too uptight. He needed someone to loosen him up.

“I’m not an expert.” Connor snapped as his hands moved along the keyboard.

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