Page 92 of Saviors

Her breath stuttered as I wrapped my palm around her throat. I felt her pulse jump under my grip. Those big green eyes looked up at me, flashing with anticipation. She didn’t fight or push me away. My cock twitched at her submission.

“You’re doing so well.” My fingers skimmed down, glancing over her collarbone. She thrust out her chest, but I released her. A disappointed exhale echoed from her. But I could see the blush on her cheeks as she preened under my praise.

I leaned forward. She tilted her head up. Her lips parted. I could practically taste how eager she was. It was fucking sweet, sending a jolt of lust through my veins. My mouth hovered over hers in the glimmer of a kiss.

“On the bed.” I felt the ghost of the breath she’d been holding across my skin. But she didn’t linger in taking my order, moving around me. “Hands and knees.”

Her feet stilled for the briefest moment. I relished those little hesitations. The pause before she relinquished. Pleasure rushed through me when she did. When she let me control her. Take care of her.

I followed as she got into position wearing nothing but those heels and jewelry. She gasped as I grabbed her ankle. A low chuckle rumbled up my chest at her reaction, but I was only removing her shoes. They made a soft thud as I dropped them to the floor.

Goosebumps broke out along her skin as I gently rubbed her feet. She arched her back. Her head fell down. She whimpered as I skimmed my hands up. I massaged her calves. Her thighs. I couldn’t stop my fingers from squeezing as I grasped her hips. My own rolled into her, showing her what her submission did to me.

She moaned as I trailed up her sides. When I reached her arms, I tugged. She shot me a look from the corner of her eye as I brought them above her head. I positioned her until her arms were stretched out; head down, ass up.

“Fuck.” I cursed low as I stood to stare at her again. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Reid.” I watched her ribs expand as she shuddered my name. I loved hearing it. More than I should.

Her bare skin brushed my pants as I moved closer. I grabbed a fistful of her silky dark hair, pulling it to the side. I wanted to see as much of her as I could. My fingertips ghosted over her spine. “Do you think you deserve a reward for how well you’re doing?”

“Please.” Her perfect pink lips parted. I remembered how good they felt wrapped around my cock. She’d been the first one to touch me like that in so long. I wanted it again. I needed it.

Her wetness coated my fingers as I swept through her swollen cunt. It covered her thighs as she wiggled against me. “I didn’t hear you, pretty girl. What do you want?”

“Please Reid.” She begged louder as she thrust her hips back. A fingertip slipped inside, but I pulled away.

“No. No.” I teased as I gripped her hip with my free hand, keeping her still. “Don’t move. I’ll take care of you.”

She stilled, but whimpered as I slowly pushed a single finger into her pussy. Feeling every tremor as she stretched open for me. Her inner walls clamped down immediately. Even having all three of us, she was constantly needy. I fucking loved it. Loved that she needed us like we needed her.

“So wet. A little desperate slut.” She gasped as I added a second finger. “Were you soaked like this all night? Just waiting for me to touch you. Fuck you. Were you hoping I’d bend you over in the theater or the back of the car?”

“Oh, God.” Violet moaned as I pulled out, then shoved in again, setting a brutal rhythm.

“Tell me, pretty girl.” My fingers flexed on her hip, demanding. “Tell me how much you wanted this. How good it feels.”

“I want it. I wanted you to touch me.” Her dark hair brushed her shoulders as she shook her head in desperation. “So good. I’m so close.”

She gasped, and her inner walls fluttering around me. Her ragged breathing filled the room. Sweat slicked her beautiful skin as she tried to roll her hips again. “You need more, don’t you? Such a dirty little slut that can’t come until she’s stuffed full.”

Her moans grew louder as I shoved a third finger insider her tight pussy. I curled my hand, rubbing that spot behind her clit. That was all it took for her to explode.

She arched her back, throwing her head towards me as she screamed in pleasure. Her nails fisted the sheets. Her thighs clamped down, keeping me inside as her walls tightened. She squeezed my fingers hard as she came almost violently.

My cock throbbed. My skin felt warm and tight as I watched her fall apart for me. My hips flexed, wanting to feel it on more than my hand, but this was only the beginning of our night.

I loved how responsive she was. How eager. But the blush on her cheeks told me she was still a little ashamed of her reactions. We’d soon fix that.

I pressed a kiss to her shoulder, where it met her neck. “Good girl”

I can’t believe I’d resisted this for so long. My brothers were right. She needed us.

I needed her.

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Violet

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