Bound to Billionaires (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 2)

It erupted in a sea of sensations zipping through her body like hot electricity, exploding along every path of nerves, every line of tingles, every gasp for air. She never knew a scream could be joyous and so intoxicating until this very moment. She wasn’t sure if this room at Phase Four was soundproof or not, but she didn’t care who heard her. She had to let it out. Her euphoria was too big to be contained in her body.

“Fuuck. Ahhh.” Scott’s climax was reflected all over his handsome face. She could feel the pulse of his cock in her pussy, which was convulsing around his shaft again and again.

Then she felt Eric’s final thrust into her ass. “Yesss.” His word drew out in a steamy hiss as he ca

me inside her ass.

“Oh God!” she screamed, as another fresh round of wild tingles ripped through her flesh. Her womb tightened, released, and then tightened again, over and over.

How long she remained sandwiched between Eric and Scott, she couldn’t tell. She was completely spent, barely holding on to consciousness.

Scott hoisted her up off the floor and off of Eric. She leaned into his chest, her legs still wrapped around his waist.

The brothers pulled out towels from a cabinet she’d failed to see when they’d come into the room. There was also a sink. She was completely wrung out, and the tingles continued as they cleaned her entire body and applied soothing lotion to her freshly spanked, stinging bottom. They dressed her together. Scott kissed and caressed her lightly as Eric put on his clothes. Then the brothers traded places, and Eric feathered his lips over her lips, nose, and eyes.

As they walked her out of Phase Four, keeping her eyes open was proving to be a difficult task. The past few days had been so long. She could’ve died the other day. Gretchen could’ve died, too. Her men might’ve been killed. But none of that had happened.

Once outside, Eric lifted her up in his arms. The cloudless night was filled with stars.

They piled into his truck for the two-minute, three-block drive back to their mansion. Our mansion. Her exhausted giggle came out more like a pant.

Scott carried her inside and up to their room, the one Eric and Scott had given her the first day she’d come to Destiny. The one with the big, comfy bed.

They undressed her and placed her in the center of the mattress. She watched her two billionaires strip out of their clothes.

Scott crawled in beside her on the right. He kissed her. “God, you’re beautiful. How did I ever live without you?”

“I don’t know,” she said, sounding more feminine than ever before.

He kissed her again. “I love you, Megan.”

“I love you, too.”

Eric got in the bed on her left. She rolled to face him. His gaze captured her eyes entirely. “I love you, little one.” He kissed her, sweeping his tongue tenderly into her greedy mouth. “I’ll always love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Slowly, she drifted closer and closer to a slumber that would’ve never been possible just a week ago. What a whirlwind romance, but she had no doubt what had begun in such a short amount of time would last for the rest of her life.

Scott’s laugh pulled her back to consciousness.

“What’s so funny?” Eric asked.

“I just thought that if we hadn’t sued Megan, we would’ve never found her. Proof positive that something good can come from lawyers after all. Cam’s going to love hearing that.”

They all lost themselves in fits of laughter.

Megan was finally home.

Chapter Eighteen

Once again, Scott sat on the bench facing Kip’s unique prison cell, but this time he was the one smiling, not the asshole.

Kip sat on the metal bench bolted to the wall in his cage reading Megan’s divorce papers.

The security had definitely been beefed up since Scott’s last visit. Though it would’ve been nice to hand the legal forms to Kip himself, Scott followed the new protocols the prison warden had set up for the madman. In truth, he was relieved, knowing Kip would never be able to reach Megan again.

It had taken several hours and tons of paperwork to get the divorce documents to Kip. Scott wasn’t sure how that had happened, but suspected anything given to the bastard was handled with great caution. When the armed guard, who was still standing by, had led him here, Kip already had them.