Chapter twenty-three
The Devil's Claim
My body spasmed around Sterling’s invasion, walls clamping around him in a desperate attempt to take every inch he offered. With a guttural sound, his brow screwed up as he lost himself to the sensation.
“Christ, Ruby—” The curve of his hand slid up the underside of my thigh and lifted my leg to curl around his waist, allowing himself deeper access to my center. But he didn’t thrust again. He waited for my body to adjust to his, licking at my lips and feasting on my mewls while my belly stirred with an instinctual need to be f****d and claimed.
My monster’s had a crush on Sterling from night one. While the other guys had to put some effort into getting off her s**t list—especially Vin—she’d been ready to spread our legs for Sterling the moment she
