16
HANNAH
The stern sound of Declan’s voice as he ordered me upstairs was enough to make my panties wet. I was easy. I admitted it. But only with them. Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline from earlier, but I was trembling with anticipation as they followed me into the bedroom. Two big men were going to dominate and control me and I wanted it. After Brad, one would think I would avoid all men. The opposite seemed to be the case. I craved these two. Needed them.
I climbed up on the bed readily. I’d long since lost my embarrassment at how eager I was to feel them inside me. Flopping down on my back, I gripped the bedspread in my hands as I watched them come toward the bed, their eyes dark with desire and their c***s visibly straining against their jeans.
They were the ones for me. In this
