Page 51 of Theirs to Possess: The Marriage Claim
“Take me.” His words are rough, a command, not a suggestion.
If I had any doubt he is a Dominant just like Dorian, this moment erases them.
Dorian nips my shoulder.
The short, sharp pain pitches me forward a little. Frantically, needing stability, I press my hands against Brennan’s scarred chest, feeling his heat and the ridges of his scars.
Since the angle is a little different, Brennan pulls back, then strokes forward, deeper this time.
“Fuck it, Isla. Give yourself to me.”
Closing my eyes, I suck in a breath.
Holding me tight to control my movements, he lifts me and then lowers me a little farther.
“That’s it.” Dorian’s voice is a murmur of approval. “Take him.”
“God!”I’m not sure I can.
He’s massive. Even though his cock isn’t longer than Dorian’s, the girth is greater. And taking it feels totally different.
Dorian gives me another tiny bit and then laves the hurt with his mouth. But the sensation is enough to give me something else to deal with, allowing Brennan greater access.
This is impossible, and I’m a little sore from earlier, when Dorian took my virginity.
But the two men are determined, and I’m no match for them.
Dorian momentarily takes my shoulders and forces me back upright, allowing Brennan’s cock to stretch me even more widely. Whimpering, I clench my butt cheeks.As if that has any hope of saving me.
“Almost there, little one,” Dorian says.
Dorian angles one hand lower to find my clit.
Suddenly I’m on fire, wanting more but still nervous.
Brennan tightens his grip and pulls me down, hard.
In an instant, our bodies are totally joined together, my pussy against his groin. There’s no sharp pain this time—just a deep, aching fullness that steals my breath.
He’s taken me in a way that leaves no doubt. I belong to both of them.
“You feel so fucking good around me. So damn tight.”
A few seconds later, I manage to catch my breath, and Dorian surprises me by moving in a little closer, pressing his dick against my back. His length is hard and throbbing as insistently as it had been a while ago when he fucked me.
He flicks one of my nipples with his thumb. Instantly it pebbles, and I moan.
“So sensitive.” He abrades it a second time. “I might put clamps on you one day.”
I stiffen. There’s no way he can be serious.
But my pussy has a different response, and I tighten around Brennan’s cock.
“She likes the idea,” Brennan says, looking at Dorian.
He captures my other nipple and pinches it, slowly rolling it between his fingers.
I’m helpless against them, and I grind myself against Brennan’s hardness.
