Free Sarah’s Billionaire Doms by Angelique Voisen Page B

“And Michael wanted my tubes tied.”
    She sounded a little hollow, got a little misty-eyed. Jared exchanged looks with Damon. Damon slid next to her in bed, gathered her head into his lap, and began stroking her hair. Someday, perhaps not tomorrow or weeks or months ahead, but someday, Sarah’s husband would cease coming between the three of them. The bastard caused her enough damage. The ghost of him always kept floating back up in Sarah’s mind, chaining her down. Eventually, he’d only be a memory.
    “Sorry,” Sarah mumbled a second later.
    “If you apologize again for something that does not require one, I will let my brother bend you over his lap,” Jared warned.
    Her eyes gleamed, and she nodded. “Please, Sir. Fuck me?”
    “Excellent answer, sub.”
    Jared slipped on the condom, closed his hands around her ankles, and pushed his tip inside her tempting pink folds. She surprised him by wrapping her legs around his waist and drawing him in close. Sarah moaned as he penetrated her slick and ready pussy. Her cunt muscles closed around his cock like a tight fist, making him groan.
    “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight and wet.”
    Jared saw Damon kept her hands restrained with his own. Damon’s intent gaze was solely focused on the expressions crossing their sub’s face. Jared buried himself hilt-deep, staying where he was for a couple of seconds until she let out a frustrated hiss.
    “Hush, Sarah. I want you to feel my possession as you did my brother’s.”
    Sarah met his gaze. Her look unexpectedly softened, melted his insides, and sent a jolt right to his chest and close-to-bursting shaft.
    “Don’t you know? I was already yours the first time we met.”
    Her words shook Jared to the core, and he knew she had the same effect on Damon.
    “Thank you, for picking me, wanting me, even if I’m broken,” she whispered.
    Jared had a feeling she’d just broken the armor encasing her heart and soul, baring it all to them. Still, why did that sound like some kind of goodbye?
    Jared shook his head. No use overthinking things now. “Ready, love?”
    She flushed at the nickname, but nodded. “Yes. Please.”
    Damon chuckled.  “I like how she’s always so damn polite.”
    Jared moved, his strokes sure and fast. He increased his momentum with each needy whimper she emitted. Each time their bodies collided, the pressure inside him continued to build. Jared was rock-hard, ready to burst, but not yet. He changed angle, heard her tell-tale gasp. Sarah’s eyelids fluttered, and her breathing grew shallow.
    “Oh, God,” she murmured.
    In response, Jared only gave her a knowing smile and aimed for her g-spot repeatedly until they both panted and groaned in unison. He reached out, tugged at her clit ring. “Come for us, baby.”
    It was enough. Her body shuddered, and finally, a scream tore out of her. Sarah’s entire body shook as she climaxed, but Damon held her steady. Jared’s own orgasm came soon after. Thrusting into her one last time, Jared held her tight, closed his eyes, and exploded inside the condom.
    Ripples of pleasure wrecked his body. Ultimate satisfaction he made Sarah come. Jared collapsed next to her, silently thanking Damon, who disappeared into the bathroom to get wipes. He brought Sarah close to him and held her tiny frame against his chest.
    “Feel good?” Jared asked against her ear. He tucked a stray strand of her hair aside.
    She looked at him with half-lidded blissful eyes. “You know the answer to that.”
    Damon came back and handed Jared a washcloth. Ah, the benefits of sharing a woman with a man who understood routine. Jared cleaned them both up. By then, Damon joined them in bed. Damon settled himself behind the curve of Sarah’s back, nuzzling her. Sarah let out a happy little mewl that made Jared laugh.
    She squinted at him suspiciously.
    “Like I said, you remind us of a happy little kitten.”
    Her squint turned to a glare. Jared laughed, catching her bottom lip with his