heated as Talon’s hands slipped beneath the sundress I was wearing. Beneath it I was naked, which, based on Talon’s soft groans, he very much approved of.
I inhaled sharply when he jerked the dress up, forcing me to shift so he could remove it.
And then I was completely naked, on display for the three possessions still watching me.
“Spread your legs,” Talon commanded.
I did, feeling heat infuse my face as I shifted my knees apart, hooking them over Talon’s legs.
“Jones, lick her.”
A wave of heat went through me, igniting my blood when he shifted to his left, his face between my legs.
He met my gaze, held it as he leaned in and did as he was told. I saw it then, the smoldering warmth in his blue eyes. He approved of the command, and I ensured he saw my desire, as well.
Talon’s arm banded across my chest, his hand circling my neck as he held me against him. It seemed a possessive move, one meant to remind me he was right there.
Not that I would forget. Sure, I felt unadulterated pleasure from the swipe of Jones’s tongue, but it was Talon who gave me the most pleasure. This wasn’t something I would do if he wasn’t here, not something I would even fantasize about.
“You like that, dirty girl?”
“Yes.” I gripped Talon’s arm, holding on to him. He was my anchor.
“How does it feel to have him tonguing your pussy?”
God. Those words were nearly enough to set me off.
“Good.” My fingers tightened on his arm. “So good.”
Talon lifted his free hand, snapped his fingers. “On her breasts.”
Taurus and Sim were immediately on each side of us, leaning in, taking my breasts into their blistering-hot mouths.
I moaned, trying to focus on the warring sensations, to make them last. I didn’t want to come yet. It felt too good.
“Taurus, finger her.”
“Oh, God!” I cried out when Taurus’s fingers slid into me while Jones continued to flick my clit with his skilled tongue.
With mouths on my breasts, between my legs, and those wicked fingers pumping into me, I knew it wouldn’t be long.
Talon continued to mutter dirty, erotic words in my ear. It was too much.
“Come for me,” Talon demanded. “Don’t fight it, baby. Show me how much you enjoy it.”
I whimpered, rocked, let the waves of pleasure crash through me until I reached the pinnacle, held on for long seconds before I launched right over and into sheer ecstasy.
Three mouths remained on me, but they turned gentle, caressing rather than stimulating.
Talon’s fingers replaced Taurus’s, pushing in deep. They weren’t meant to caress. He fingered me roughly until I was coming again, crying out his name over and over.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered in my ear when he finally let me come down from the sensual assault.
Although I never could’ve imagined myself in a situation such as this, I wouldn’t lie and say it didn’t feel like exactly where I was meant to be.
It was then I realized there was more than one way to be owned.
And Talon most definitely owned me.
Heart, body, and soul.
FORTY-TWO
RANSOM
“I thought you were leaving early,” I said to Jasper when he walked into my villa an hour later than we’d originally planned.
“Yeah. Sorry about that. Talon called me to do a physical and final sign-off on the new possession, Jones.”
“Don’t apologize.” I hadn’t been accusing him, simply stating fact. “I thought I’d cook.”
Jasper turned into my arms when I walked up to him, finding his mouth with my own.
I’d come to enjoy this time of day, when we both came back here, settling in for the evening. It was our time, just the two of us, the way it used to be. Only back then, we would generally meet at a motel when we sought privacy because there’d been no other choices.
“How’d he do?” I asked. “Jones pass?”
“With flying colors. All his blood work came back, too. He’s clean as a whistle.” He smiled, stepping back when I did. “I guess that’s good because he’s already owned.”
I headed to the refrigerator to retrieve the steaks I’d appropriated from the resort’s kitchen. “By who?”
“Um…”
Meat in hand, I went to the counter, set it on the cutting board to season it.
“Don’t tell me Talon took another one,” I teased.
“Actually … this one is … uh… He belongs to Braelyn.”
My head snapped around. “My sister?”
Jasper nodded, looking not at all at ease with my reaction.
I considered it for a minute, then found myself smiling. “What d’ya know.”
“You’re not upset?”
“Should I be?” I shrugged. “I