“Fuck. You take me so well.” His deep, rumbling words sounded pleased. “I’m going to come,” I whined. “Who’s going to make you come?” he demanded. I fisted the blankets on the bed and forced out the word, “You.” “Who’s inside your pussy right now?” I moaned as I arched my back even higher as I felt myself reaching the peak. “You!” “That’s right, Shiloh,” he said. “Me. Not him. Me. He will never have you. You will never be his. You belong to us.”
