Page 133 of Their Stolen Obsession
“Get on,” Saint ordered as the engine roared so he could drive me back.
I wouldn’t argue, and Sin surprised me when he didn’t. I thought for sure an argument would break out, but he shut his mouth and let me wrap my arms around his best friend.
The ride didn’t frighten me anymore. My time in captivity grew further and further away the more I rode on the two-wheeled bike as I left my fear behind and rode with confidence. Faith in myself and trust in the relationship growing with the men in my life who cherished me more than anything else in the world. My phantoms wanted me to live fearlessly with them and to accept that they’d keep me safe and believe in the power of our love. I did with all of my damn heart and soul.
My confinement, loneliness, and fear were things of the past. Sin and Saint would always be with me. The world was atmydisposal, and there wasn’t anything I couldn’t do without them.
The city flew by as Saint steered through the streets without one red stop light slowing us down, and not a single sliver of anxiety blew through me with Saint in control. The wind was in my hair, streetlights illuminated the road, nothing suppressed me, and I’d go wherever they drove me.
One of my hands let go of Saint as Sin watched over me on his bike, and I reached up for the stars. Face up toward the sky with my back arched, I let my wings go and left the past behind me. Freer than a bird as we flew down the asphalt, and I soared high. Even for a little while because my scars would remain, but my phantoms would always love me no matter what.
Billionaires, Mr. Cruz and Mr. Sullivan, would watch me in the shadows when they weren’t by my side, lurking and waiting for the right opportunity to strike. I didn’t have to worry about anyone hurting me again with them around to safeguard me for the rest of my life. I was theirs and they were mine. Predators caught inmyuniverse. Now, always, and forever.
Seventy
Her Predator
Sin
Jesus. Fuck. I was the luckiest man in this entire world. No. Scratch that.
Wewere the luckiest sons of bitches to have these moments with the most vivacious woman we had ever stumbled on. Liv was beautiful, with her lips parted as we watched over her while she slept. Saint on one side of the bed and I on the other, cuddled in closely, waiting for her to open those gorgeous eyes. To see the life in them and the love she had for us fucking shine.
I never got sick of the way her pupils fixated on us and glimmered with so much trust. She made my heart beat ten times faster than it ever should, but at least I knew I was alive. Born to be with her. Destined for our paths to cross in a world that used to bedamn cold without her.
That day at the party had changed our gloomy existence forever. Sebastian had introduced us to the most precious woman who had been missing from our lives, and he brought Liv into our darkness. She showed us our lives weren’t broken because she fixed them. She had mended us all back together and awoken us out of the loneliness we had long suffered. Liv had saved us as much as we had rescued her, and she’d be ours forever.
The only good Sebastian had ever done was bring us to Liv Valencia. Without him, our goddamn hardened hearts would’ve surely remained lifeless. He let her show us we could bleed, we could consume, and we could possess, but most of all, we could be revived. We could rise out of the damage life had thrown at us and learn how to breathe all over again. As for the rest of what Mr. Chamberlain had done, may he rot in the deepest depths of hell.
Liv mumbled something in her sleep, and her mouth was so fucking pretty my cock grew stiff under the bed sheet where I lay nude after a long, passionate night with our girl. Saint too. I bet he was as hard as me and ready to give her more.
I peered at Saint with a wide grin, and he flashed one back at me. We were two screwed up men in love, completely, utterly addicted to our girl and willing to do whatever it took to keep her smiling. To continueto keep life interesting and drive her crazy until the day we died.
Saint lubed up his dick while I pulled back the thin white sheet and revealed Liv’s stunning body straight out of a Playboy magazine. The mattress moved while he positioned himself behind her, and I touched her erect nipples. Her ass was in his direction, giving him full access to the hole he desired, and he pushed her cheeks apart as he glided inside. A soft groan left him as he stretched her wider, and her eyelids fluttered. That goddamn gorgeous mouth spread wide, and I was eager to be inside of her, too.
Saint hit the hilt of her. Liv moaned as she was half dazed in sleep, and I lifted her leg. Saint pulled himself all the way out of her.
Liv was ours. We had her buried in our bones, etched in our hearts, and engraved in our souls. There was no fucking way we could ever go back because we were in this for the long haul, and now I was inside of her.
Fuck.
Liv’s pussy drooled like a good girl’s should. Wet, soaking the sheet below her, while I spread her wide and enjoyed the time I had inside of her pretty pink world. She whimpered as my balls wound up tight against me at the sound she made, and I didn’t want to leave, but I had to.
We must share Liv.
Always.
Slowly I left Liv. Inch by inch, I removed my dick out of her slickness as a shudder ran through me, and I kissed the tip of her cute button nose. Once I was out, I kissed her mouth in a lazy morning haze, and my shaft was so fucking hard I couldn’t wait to plow back into her.
Saint slid back in while Liv moved her lips against mine. More fiercely with each thrust, my best friend fed her asshole while her tongue lapped over mine. She moaned into me, and I was in fucking paradise. Ready to stuff myself back inside of her the moment Saint pulled himself out. I ached to be one with her, to give her my cock and be in complete harmony with the woman I loved.
“Rise and shine, sweetheart,” I whispered hoarsely against her lips. “A pleasurable greeting from us to our greedy little slut who is all tight, slick, and damn eager for us. Aren’t you, baby?”
“Yes,” Liv whispered as her hand dropped to my cock. “Please get back inside of me.”
I growled at Liv, and I plunged my dick back in as Saint pulled out while she sighed against my mouth. I grabbed her hips and plunged in deep without a second thought, and fuck, she was heaven down on its knees worshipping my cock. So smooth, temptingto keep and be as selfish as I wanted to be with her pussy walls wrapped around me.
“Oh, Sin…” Liv whimpered for me.
