Possessed by Passion (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 9)

She bobbed up and down him, sucking on his cock hard.

He could feel his heart thudding in his chest as the pending eruption rumbled inside him.

“That’s our girl,” Mick said. “Come for us.”

His brother’s words let Dustin know she’d reached climax, which sent him over the brink.

“Fuuuck.” He came, and she swallowed every drop. His body was out of control, and he moved slightly, despite the bite of pain from his wound that followed. His injury didn’t matter at this most intimate moment.

All that did matter to him was Paris. She’s mine and Mick’s.

Paris released his cock and gazed at him. He could see in her eyes she was concerned about him.

“I’m fine, baby.” He pointed to his bandage. “Still in place and no blood.”

She sighed in relief. “Thank goodness.”

“It’s Mick’s turn, sub. Think of me not only as Master but as your director, too.”

“Yes, Sir.”

His brother was a Dom, so he had to follow protocol. “That work for you, Mick?”

“Absolutely, bro.” His brother stretched on the left side of the bed. “You call the shots, tonight.” Mick reached down and pulled a condom out of the pocket of his jeans. “I’ll make sure she gives you the show you want.”

“Great. Give me your phone.”

She retrieved it from the foot of the bed and handed it to him.

He restarted Gya Gaynor’s sexy song. As the pulsing beat rang out, he commanded, “Sub, get on top of Master Mick. I want you to sing while he makes love to you.”

She smiled. “I don’t know if I can do that, Sir, but I’ll try to sing.”

He touched her cheek. “You can do it. I know you can.”

“Yes, Master.” She crawled onto his brother. “Like this?”

“Yes, baby. Just like that. Now take his cock and put it inside you.”

“You’re hired, bro. You can direct me any time.”

He laughed. “Sub, time to ride Master Mick and sing.”

Breathlessly, she belted out the words. “Feel my sexy coming on. Your touch will get me through. My body is so hot, hot, hot. Let me fire it up for you. Ahh…is sizzling. You know just…ooh…Fire it up. Fire it up. This dance is just for you. God, yes.”

Watching her obey sent a fresh blaze of lust through him. Dustin had awakened her inner exhibitionist in her, which thrilled him. There would be more nights like these, and he couldn’t wait to let Mick take over the director’s chair and he’d be the leading man.

His brother held Paris by the waist, thrusting deep into her body. The look of sheer ecstasy on her face excited him and he began fisting his own cock, imagining how it would feel to have her pussy tightening around it.

“Sexy. Touch. Body. Fire. Yes. Yes. Yes.” She pounded on Mick’s pecs. “Coming. I’m coming, Masters.”

“Me, too, baby,” Mick yelled, thrusting up into her body. “Damn. My fire is blazing.”

“Me, too.” Dustin pulled hard on his cock. “Fuuck.” He shot his second release onto his stomach and chest.

Still breathing hard, Paris collapsed between them. “That was the most…I mean…never have I…what can I say…” She kissed him and Mick. “Wow.”

Chapter Twenty