Page 173 of The Obedient Lie

That earned me a groan.

Luca’s grip on my thighs tightened, and he thrust his hips just enough to make me gasp.

“God, you’re perfect,” he muttered, kissing my chest as I bent over him. “So good for us.”

I rolled my hips — slowly — and Bastion’s fingers curled tighter around my throat.

“Don’t get greedy,” he warned. “We saidwhen.”

“I—can’t help it,” I whispered. “Please.”

Luca laughed — low, affectionate. “You hear that? She’s already begging and we haven’t even started.”

“I think she likes it when we’re mean,” Bastion murmured, his other hand sliding down to where we were joined. “Or maybe she just likes when we make her wait.”

He teased me there — two fingers slicking through what was already soaking — and my whole body jolted.

“Please,” I said again, desperate now.

Bastion released his hold on my throat just enough to tilt my chin back.

“You gonna cry if we don’t let you come yet, baby?”

I whimpered.

Luca moved one hand to my back, stroking gently.

“It’s okay. You’re doing so well.”

“She can wait,” Bastion said darkly, his hand returning to my throat in a steady, grounding grip. “She always does better when she’s pushed a little first.”

“Don’t you?” Luca added, coaxing me into a slow roll again.

I moaned, thighs clenching around him.

Bastion leaned closer, voice hot against my skin.

“Let us guide you. Let us take our time with you. You don’t need to rush, baby. You’re not going anywhere.”

“I’m not,” I whispered. “I’m yours.”

“Fuck,” Luca groaned. “Say it again.”

“I’m yours. I’m yours.Yours.”

Bastion’s thumb traced under my jaw as his hold turnedpossessive.“Ours.Say ours, baby.”

“Ours,” I gasped. “Ours.”

He kissed behind my ear — slow and rough all at once.

“Good fucking girl.”

With a shared look between them, and then Luca moved.

His hips thrust up into mine — deep and hard.

I cried out, but Bastion’s hand on my throat was right there —holding me steady, anchoring me through it.