I could feel the tension building in my balls, a slow, creeping pull that was impossible to fight. I was so close to coming in her pretty little mouth.
“I’m going to come down your throat,” I growled. “And you’re going to swallow every last drop.”
“Not yet,” Dmitri commanded. “Not before she comes again. I want to feel her pussy clench around my cock when she screams her release.”
He reached around her waist and brought his fingers to her clit. He circled the sensitive nub slowly, and her ass pushed back against him, seeking out his cock with the kind of ravenous hunger that made a girl like her truly special.
“You see,Kara?” I murmured. “My brother’s such a gentleman. He wants to make you come again before he lets me finish.”
She whimpered in desperation, the sound like music to my ears.
“That’s it,baby girl,” Dmitri growled. “Let go. Give us what we want.”
My brother and I moved in perfect sync. We were a storm, and she was the sea, and we were about to make her rise and fall at our explicit command.
“Look at how desperate she is for it,” Dmitri grunted, his voice thick with satisfaction.
Her body archedas she came, moaning and keening, around my cock. I felt the vibrations all the waydeep into my fucking soul. It was all it took. The tension in my balls finally snapped.
“Fuuuuuck,” I roared, my head falling back, my body taut as a bowstring. I came hard, my cock pulsing in her mouth, my release flooding her throat in hot, thick jets. She swallowed, her throat working around my cock and I groaned with the profound pleasure of it.
Dmitri wasn’t far behind. He let out a long, drawn-out groan of total male satisfaction, eyes closed, face to the ceiling, and his body shuddered as he emptied himself inside her. I could feel the tremors that ran through her as his cum filled herup.
When he was finished, he pulled out slowly and I did the same. He leaned over her, gripping her chin in his fingers to turn her to him, his mouth claiming hers in a deep, greedy kiss. I knew that he was tasting me on her lips, and it was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever witnessed.
We collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and spent desire. Kara was between us, her body tremblingas she came down from her own orgasm.I reachedfor her, my hand cupping her cheek, my thumb stroking her skin.
“You’re ours now,” I whispered. “Completely.”
Dmitri’s hand found hers, his fingers lacing through hers in a gesture that was surprisingly tender. “Forever,” he added.
She was ours.
As I lay there in the quiet aftermath, a strange, unfamiliar feeling settled over me. It wasn’t just satisfaction or a sense of possession.
It was more than that.
It was something dangerously close to contentment.
CHAPTER 23
Kara
I woke to the weight of an arm across my waist. The first thing I felt was the bone-deep ache of a body thoroughly used. The second was the warmth radiating from themencurled around me.
Dmitri’sbreathing was slow and even against my neck. On my other side, Roman was sprawled on his stomach, one hand thrown out toward me, his dark hair a mess against the white pillow. The morning light filtered through the windows, casting long shadows across the room, and a quiet, almost serene stillness that I hadn’t experienced in years settled over me.
I should have felt trapped. I should have felt like a prisoner.
I didn’t.
I felt… safe. And that was the most terrifying realization of all.
My gaze drifted over them, over the two men who had dismantled me piece by piece last night, only to put me backtogether in a way I didn’t recognize. They were predators—dangerous and unpredictable—and yet, in this quiet moment, they were just… men. Beautiful, complicated, fucked-up men.
And I was tangled up with them. In more ways than one.
I carefully eased myself out from under Dmitri’s arm. He stirred but didn’t wake as I climbed out of bed. Roman didn’t even flinch. I padded across the cool marble floor to the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind me.
