Possessive Roomates

"You. Are. Ours." Arden's thrusts become more urgent, his hands gripping my hips while Silas' hands explore my flushed skin. "Say it again," he demands, his voice rough with need. "I'm yours, fuck!" I cry out, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak. Valencia has always been a renegade, fleeing from one place to a...