Eden POV
They’re trying to prove a point of some kind, but I can’t determine what it is, exactly. I think they want me to feel owned by them, by their lips that swerve all around my shoulders and neck.
I breathe deeply, Ryder’s hand massaging my inner thigh while Dante is focused on toying with my hardened, enticed n*****s.
Someone tears me out of my shirt, leaving me naked and at the will of the brothers.
Dante pulls me around, pressing my chest into his so he can be at the perfect angle to meet our lips together. Ryder shifts to stand behind me, his throbbing erection begging to be cut loose out of his pants. I beg for it too, dreaming of this moment since Mason kicked me out of the bed.
“Please,” I beg, unsure for what, but it doesn’t matter.
Ryder latches his hands onto my hips,
