Page 8 of Taken By the Dark Billionaires

Her whimpers grew more anxious as soon as she heard the heavy metal door close as they left. As if she thought she was safer with the monks than them. She wasn’t entirely wrong.

But fuck her little cries, her breasts hanging bare, her whole damn presence quickened their breaths. They didn’t want anyone to hurt her, but that was because they wanted her sweet cries for themselves.

She spoke to their dominance without them even knowing what she looked like. Her submission, her body was theirs now. They owned her. This pretty little plaything they were destined to fill with their seed—her and only her—had shifted something inside them.

She trembled uncontrollably when they neared her. So fucking gorgeous that their cocks were ready to burst from the pants of their suits.

They never expected this. Her pull on them. The training when it came to sex had altered them somewhat.

Women threw themselves at their feet and offered them their souls. Dignitaries and kings gifted them women so specifically trained for the art of fucking; it was almost an everyday occurrence.

They took what was offered when they felt so inclined. The most beautiful woman in the world at their feet, ready to die in order to please them and their dark tastes. But never had any one of those women bewitched them the way she had. They never had to work at controlling their cocks or their desires and were able to switch them off in a blink of an eye.

But she aroused their curiosity. Made them keen to see what would happen when they touched her.

Their sweet little flower. Theirs for the taking.

“Fuck,” Jensen said softly beside him. They stood before her now, her scent surrounding them, but it wasn’t just the perfume rising from her soft, velvety skin, it was something else. Something deeper that made their entire bodies writhe with greed to touch her.

Her pretty cries engulfed them. They knew that no matter how willing she was, she couldn’t help but be afraid of being branded as theirs.

Theirs.

Ezra knew Jensen and Maxim well enough to know they were imagining the proof of her innocence on their cocks. Then afterward, her belly filled with their cum. Their seed, all combined in her sweet pussy, taken inside her body, and then her stomach swollen with their son.

She jerked frantically at the bindings at her wrists and ankles. Her beautiful breasts bounced with every movement she made. Her sobs intensified their need to kiss her so they could swallow her fear.

There would be time for that later because here was where they were going to keep her until she became pregnant, here in their house. But for now, they were going to follow every stage precisely and every segment of the ritual.

They were going to hurt her. But they’d already decided that they would be the only ones who would do so. Her tears were theirs. Anyone else who hurt her would have their heads cut off.

Chapter Four

Sutton’s plea scraped against her throat but never made it past her lips. If only they could hear her enough to realize she wanted to tell them something.

She wasn’t the right person. But every thought fled from her mind as they came toward her.

Their cologne lingered in the air, infusing with the very nature of her cells until she was completely consumed by it, leaving her off balance in an already dire situation.

The monks had been asked to leave. It was just them that she could see.

Sutton and the three billionaires.

And she had no idea what was going to happen to her.

Gagged and tightly strapped, she found it impossible to convey even the merest hint that they had the wrong person. Which meant she would have to endure whatever it was they had planned for her until she was finally freed from the restraints.

But what was actually going to happen to her?

Despite the utter persecution of both her mind and her body, somehow, she managed to memorize their names and their faces when the strangely dressed men bowed to them before their exit and then addressed them by name.

Except they referred to Ezra Collins as Master Ezra Cethagus, Jensen Flynn as Master Jensen Fredagard, and Maxim Black as Master Maxim Bafrax.

Who were these men, really?

The icy coldness in her limbs gave way to intense, concentrated heat as their gazes swept over her.

Three sets of eyes.

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