Page 94 of Saviors

“So you can take more than one of us at the same time.”

“Oh god.” I moaned, but I didn’t know if it was from what he was doing or saying.

I pictured Maverick sliding his cock into my pussy while Connor slammed into my ass. The images he’d put in my head finally made me relax. I whimpered when the butt plug settled completely inside me.

“Good girl.” My thighs trembled at his praise.

I shifted, trying to get a feel for the toy. I felt full, but needy. It was like the pressure in my ass was only making the throbbing in my pussy worse. My gut tightened with desire as I rolled and thrust my hips.

“Did I say you could move?” Every muscle snapped to a stop at his words. At the disappointment in them. But there was something else. Something darker that had my nipples puckering. “I guess I’ll have to help you stay still.”

My heart smacked in my ribs as I listened to the sound of his belt rustling. I couldn’t see him, and that only heightened my other senses. I jerked as leather brushed my legs.

“You’re so jumpy.” His chuckle was deep and seductive. “Or are you looking to be punished? Did you like having Maverick mark this beautiful ass?”

I didn’t answer because I was reluctant to admit I did. That I might be broken beyond repair for liking it.

Reid didn’t say anything as he wrapped his belt around my thighs. A harsh exhale was pushed from my lungs as he yanked it tight, sealing my legs together. I had no room to move. To escape. The feeling of fullness was almost unbearable. I was practically panting when he ran his hands along my body.

Skimming up from the leather to my ass. He grabbed a fistful, pushing my cheeks together. The pressure intensified the feeling of the toy inside me. I felt the slickness of my arousal as it pooled between my trapped thighs.

My clit throbbed, begging for attention. My pussy quivered in anticipation. The tension inside me was growing to an insufferable peak.

It was like having an itch you couldn’t scratch. My body was becoming more and more restless with every minute he made me wait. Made me hold this vulnerable position.

But I didn’t dare move. I wanted my reward. Wanted to be his good girl. My desires were truly fucked and right now, with fire in my veins, I didn’t care.

“Fucking perfect.” His groan was like a shot straight to my core.

My legs flexed to relieve the ache, but I was snapped back against the leather. There was nowhere for me to go. I flinched again as his hand smoothed over my ass.

My body went taut, waiting for the smack. For the pain, that shouldn’t be pleasurable. Instead, I felt his suit jacket skimming along my sides as he leaned forward. His warmth surrounded me as he brushed my hair aside to whisper in my ear. “I think we’ll try a different punishment tonight.”

A whimper escaped as his weight pinned me down. His clothes rubbed against my hypersensitive skin with each breath. Every little brush of our bodies together was like a zap of electricity. They filled the current between us. Each one building on top of the other until I didn’t know how much more I could take. And I had the feeling we were just getting started.

My teeth ran along my bottom lip as his hand moved down. I couldn’t control my instinctive need to rock into his palm as he cupped my pussy. But the leather kept me from spreading my legs to let him in.

“Reid.” His name came out on a shuddering breath as he pressed two fingers into my clit.

He teased the swollen bud, circling lazily. My muscles clenched as the sensations rolled through me. I moaned when I felt myself squeeze around the toy in my ass. It was a new feeling, but not unwelcome.

But it didn’t give me what I needed. The desire to come was overwhelming. I was like a branch, ready to snap from the pressure.

I pressed my head into the mattress and closed my eyes, knowing he’d take care of me soon enough. Until I felt his lips on my pulse and his words echoing in my mind. “Don’t come.”

“I need to.” I whimpered. I didn’t even recognize the desperate, needy tone of my voice.

“You can wait.” His teeth sank into the muscle where my neck and shoulder met. I cried out as the pain mixed with the lust in my blood.

I wanted to ignore his order. Give in to the feelings he was creating in me. But I didn’t.

Another part of me wanted to prove how strong I was. How much I could handle. Maybe if I could do this, I wasn’t as weak as I believed.

I bit my cheek to hold in my cries as he moved faster. Wetness slid down my thighs. I could hear it as he ran his fingers through me. I tried to move. Tried to take him inside, but he retreated.

Minutes turned over until I’d lost track of time. All I could focus on were the sensations overwhelming me. The erotic tension that drew me tight. The rage when I felt myself getting close, and he pulled away. The pressure between my legs.

It was too much. I couldn’t handle it.

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