Page 123 of Their Stolen Obsession

I whispered, “Always.”

Sin came back with a helmet in his hand.

“Then we want a confession, Liv.” Saint walked toward me, and I took a step back. “It’s now or never.”

My phantoms cornered me until I had nowhere else to go and my back hit a brick wall. My breathing escalated at the idea of getting onto a motorcycle, but I had to prove I trusted them. They wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me.

“Do you love us?” Sin asked me.

“I do.” I stared at each man directly in their eyes, and my devotion to them poured out of my soul. “I love you both so much.”

“Prove it.” Sin shoved the helmet into my chest. “Ride off into the night with us, and we’ll chase you through the forest. Let us hunt you down, kicking, screaming, and begging us to fuck you bare.”

Saint raised an eyebrow. “Are you in, darling?”

I let my hair down and put the helmet on my head. “I’m in.”

Sixty-Four

Her Predator

Sin

Liv clung to me, held me fucking tight I had a hard timethinking straight. Her arms wrapped around my midsection, and her nails dug into my skin. My shirt was no match for those manicured claws of hers, and she made my dick come to life. A massive erection was tight against the zipper of my jeans as the teeth of the clasp nipped at the sensitive skin. The friction was damn close to being unbearable, but my girl’s arms were around me. She felt amazing. She made me feel alive and forced me to forget about the unease.

Even the brisk breeze of the night was no match for the blood pumping to my cock from how much Liv turned me on. My shaft almost bent for her as I shimmied slightly in the driver’s seat of my motorcycle, and she pressedherself in closer to me. Her breasts were flat against my back as her thighs hugged me and if she got any nearer, I’d come in my pants.

Fuck.

I didn’t want to be a minute man because I wanted to enjoy her.Wewanted our girl to show us how far she’d go for us, and the very thought had me gushing with excitement. Liv had finally confessed her affection for us after everything we had been through. She had loved us while we watched over her twenty-four hours a fucking day, protected her, adjusted our lives for her, cared for her unconditionally, and were the heroes we knew we could be for her. All of this was forher,and we wouldn’t change one second of obsessing over her, but I’d love to erase her time in captivity. If I could, I’d live through her torment instead, because I’d do anything for her.

We stopped at a red light, and Liv loosened her grip around me. Fuck that. I wanted her snug against me, and I missed the perkiness of her erect nipples pressed into my back. I revved the engine while Saint pulled up beside me, and I glanced over at him. The bike vibrated between my legs and the sound of the motorcycle roaring made Liv tighten her hold on me.

I peeked back at her. “Hold on, sweetheart, these country roads are bumpy.”

The speed limit sign up ahead read forty miles per hour. Fuck the maximum.

The light turned green.

I zoomed right into the lead, and Saint was close behind me. A slow-ass car was up ahead, following the rules of the road, and I swerved around them because there was no oncoming traffic. The moonlight shone down and created an illuminated glow out in the fields until trees whizzed by. Fields became the forest we had promised Liv, but this one was special. There was a cliff with a waterfall, along with a daring jump into the lake below—a dive anyone would remember for the rest of their life.

Saint veered up beside me as we raced down the road side by side with our headlights on the pavement. Our turn was up ahead, and I briefly pumped the brakes to slow down. The motorcycle jerked as Liv’s body bounced into mine, and she squeezed me tighter.

“Hang on!” I exclaimed as we rounded the corner with a sharp turn and the back tire squealed.

Liv screamed.

Her ass slid on the seat, and I reached around to hold her steady. All the while, steering the bike until it gripped the dirt road and launched us forward. I wanted to create a risky thrill to show her she could trust us.

Until Liv gripped my dick.

Fuck me! Atta girl!

Arousal blazed through me with each jerk she made. Liv had pulled a fast one on me that I hadn’t been expecting. She clutched me tighter, and I realized she held my shaft like a joystick out of fear. But goddamn, she felt so good.

Liv turned my gears into overdrive, and I pressed down on the gas. She held my thick, rigid dick steady and each bump in the road made her jerk on my junk.Fuck. I could come right there on the damn seat!

I slowed down until we came to a stop. The engine cut and Liv’s heavy breathing was all I could hear behind me. She didn’t move a muscle, but I made my dick twitch in her hand.