Page 45 of Room Nine: Masters of Control

“Good,” I chuckle, “because now I want you to crawl onto Dem’s cock and fuck the ever loving hell out of him.”

She grins, her eyes sliding Dem’s way With a mischievous glint to them. Fuck me, I think I found my partner in crime. The guys will never be safe from us.

He responds by wrapping his long fingers around her ribcage and pulling him onto his lap.

I kick the ottoman out of the way so he can put his feet on the ground, lean back, tilt his hips up, and slide inside of her.

Standing behind her, I cupping and knead her breasts, plucking at her nipples, pulling her back flush against me as Dem grips her hips and moves himself slowly in and out of her.

She moans and lays her head back, her eyes on me. “So good.”

“You like being fucked by your men, Kitten?”

“Yes.”

I slide my hand up her throat, holding her in place with gentle fingers but a firm hand, feeling the need to confess my darkest secrets to her. “We’re going to take care of you, Kyra—always. We’re going to pleasure and play with you, provide for and protect you, cuddle and love on you—forever.”

She licks her lips and then smiles. “I love you, too.”

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DEM

Hearing her confession causes my rib cage to tighten and my heart to clench.

She’s ours. She’s really ours.

Kerr locks eyes with me, expressing the same thoughts, and then kisses her sweetly before letting go.

I immediately pull her to my chest and claim her lips, fusing everything I’m feeling into this one kiss.

She leans her forehead against mine, sliding up and down slowly on my cock. “You guys certainly know how to show a girl a good time.”

I chuckle. “You’re not mad at me for teasing you?”

She shakes her head. “No. You were right. Even though it was pure torture, it was worth it.”

She rolls her hips, making me groan. “Christ, you feel so fucking good.”

“How do you like it, Dem? Slow and sensual?” She bounces hard once on top of me. “Hard and fast?”

“Mmmm. I like being inside of you.” I look down at where we are joined, my cock sliding in and out of her perfectly.

“That’s not an answer.”

I look her in the eyes, her stormy blue orbs mesmerizing and beautiful. “But it’s the truth, Angel. As long as I’m touching you, tasting you, pleasing you, providing for and protecting you, I’m a happy man.”

She trails kisses along my jaw and sucks my earlobe in between her teeth. “What if I went really slow? Would that drive you crazy?”

Chuckling, I grip her hips hard. “Are you teasing me?”

“Would that be wrong?”

“No. I like prolonging the release. I enjoy feeling it build in my balls, tightening up as cum climbs to the tip, on the verge of shooting out, only to back it down and start all over again. But you know what the best part is?”

“What?”

“I can fuck you for hours before I come.”

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