Page 122 of Their Stolen Obsession
“You were?” I whispered, tears in my eyes.
“Yes. We’ll always hunt you, no matter where you decide to go,” Saint answered with a gentle brush of his lips against my cheek. “We’ll never let you fucking escape us because we belong with you.”
Sin kissed my other cheek. “We love you so damn much, Liv, but you need to stop fucking with us. You’ve made our souls whole. Our damaged hearts need you more than the blood seeping through our veins.”
Sin and Saint pulled back to peer down at me while each man caressed a hand on either side of my face. My eyes closed as I took in their touch, and I locked this moment away in my heart. It was a second I never thought I’d experience again.
My faith in the Lord was bleak, but at this moment, I was blessed. Happy to be alive, excited for life, and full of unmistakable love.
“Stop denying us.” Saint ran his finger down to my neckline and he traced the skin.
“Tell us you’ll be with us, little obsession…” Sin ran his thumb across my lips. “Let us in.”
Without hesitation, I opened my mouth while Sin groaned, and he pushed his finger inside of my wet hole. Inch by inch, he went deeper, and my panties were wet with arousal in an instant. He knew mybody better than I did, and he understood which buttons to press.
Slowly, Saint curled his fingers around my neck, and he squeezed me tight. I didn’t gasp for air because I realized he’d always let me breathe again. I didn’t have to fear him.
My eyes bulged, and I blinked tears, but I didn’t fight my ghosts. I had finished running and trying to escape the feelings that consumed me every damn day. I was theirs and they were mine.
“Let go of her!” someone yelled behind us. “I’m calling the police.”
Sin popped his thumb out of my mouth.
“Dumb bitch,” Sin rumbled under his breath and reached around. “Give me that.”
Sin yanked the cell phone out of her hand.
“Hey!” she exclaimed.
Sin crushed the device in half with a crack and glared back at her. Startled, she took a step back. A low grumble worked up in his chest as the sound vibrated up his throat and released out of him like a savage animal who wouldn’t share its meal.
Sin widened his eyes and said one word, “Boo.”
The woman screamed.
She jumped and ran in the opposite direction.
Laughter followed her, and I knew all too well how menacing these men could be. She should continueto run because Sin and Saint didn’t care about her. They only devoted themselves to me, and if she had pushed them, she’d have suffered the consequences. Unless I stopped them—I held that power over them.
Sometimes.
My devilish men turned their attention back to me while I squirmed. I only fidgeted because I needed to breathe and my lips were parted, awaiting air. My nose took in small whiffs while my nostrils flared.
“Come with us.” Saint yanked me forward by the throat into a seated position and let go of me.
“Fuck!” I choked, rubbing my neckline. “Did you have to be so goddamn rough?”
“Last time I checked, you liked that.” Sin grabbed the back of my head, and he pulled me into him. “You’re no damn delicate flower, sweetheart.”
“True. So don’t fuck with me,” I shot back.
“Oh, we plan to screw with every hole you have, Liv.” Sin ran a hand down my body until he stopped right at my pussy. “Starting with this pretty cunt and stretching those thighs wide open.”
Sin rubbed my clit once, twice, in a circular motion. I whimpered. Immediately, he stopped his intoxicating friction and walked away from me.
“No, please, don’t stop,” I begged him.
“You want more?” Saint questioned.
