I shook my head. “It’s not safe.”
Hawk rested his hand against my face. “Who said we wanted safe?”
“Exactly,” Jagger said. “Fuck safe.”
Hawk leaned in to kiss me, his lips lingering on mine before he pulled away just far enough to speak against my lips. “You belong to us now. I guess we need to make that clear.”
His mouth closed over mine, his tongue pushing through the seam of my lips so hard and fast I gasped with the surprise of it. He held my face tight in his hands, as if his grasp could keepme with him — with them — and I sank against his body, let him take my weight as heat blossomed between my thighs.
His tongue was a sword, piercing the armor I’d mustered when I’d tried to leave.
Before I knew it was too late.
He was right: I was already theirs.
Leaving wouldn’t change that, and I heard Anna’s voice in my head.
It’s already too late.
I wrapped my arms around his neck felt Vigo move in behind me, his dick hard against my ass through the fabric of his boxer briefs.
He pushed my shorts down far enough to bare my ass and pushed the crown of his dick push between my thighs, separating my swollen folds on their way through my cunt before nudging against my clit.
The heat of his stomach was pressed against my ass and my pussy pulsed with need. He was so close to being inside me and right then there was nothing I wanted more than Vigo’s dick filling me while Hawks took ownership of my mouth with angry possessive strokes of his tongue.
“Fucking soaked as always,” Vigo murmured against my neck.
He moved his hips and the head of his dick bumped against my clit, stoking the heat at my center as he slid his hands under my T-shirt. His palms were hot against the flesh of my stomach before he closed them around my tits.
I sighed into Hawks’ mouth as Vigo pinched my nipples, then slid my hands into Hawk’s sweats.
He growled, a low rumble that traveled all the way to my toes, when I closed my hand around his shaft. He was so hard, his skin taut and silky, and I stroked as our tongues did a desperate dance.
“Let’s get you naked,” Hawk said, reaching for the hem of my shirt.
“A-fucking-men to that,” Vigo said behind me.
Hawk pulled off my T-shirt and tossed it aside, crouched at my feet to pull my shorts off the rest of the way.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” he said when I was naked. He stroked the hair covering my mound. “We haven’t shown you yet that this little cunt belongs to us.”
“That’s okay,” Vigo said, pinching my nipples. “We’ll show her tonight.”
“Fuck yes, we will,” Hawks said. “Now move your dick so I can bury my face in this sweet pussy.”
Vigo reached between us and shifted so that his dick was against my ass, his shaft sliding easily between my ass cheeks after pushing through the wet folds of my cunt.
Hawks got on his knees and ran his thumb through my cunt.
He was true to his word, and I moaned when he pushed his face into my pussy, lapping and licking and sucking at my clit, covering every inch of me with his hot mouth.
I dropped my head back and closed my eyes, my breath coming fast and shallow as an orgasm flared to life at my center while Hawk worked my cunt with his mouth and Vigo pinched my tits from behind.
My eyes flickered open when Jagger returned, naked and carrying a piece of black plastic that looked like an open claw.
I didn’t bother asking what it was. They were right: I was theirs now.
They could do what they wanted to me.
