KEEGAN POV
Seeing our little mate shatter under our fingers was priceless. And Goddess… her t**s? Fuc.king perfect. Round, soft, made to be handled rough. And I didn’t hold back.
She looked wrecked, dripping and trembling, but still f*****g eager. While Kyle fed her his co.ck like the good little kitten she was, I tormented her mercilessly. Pinching those gorgeous t**s, rolling her n*****s between my fingers until she whimpered around my brother’s length.
And when Kendrick and Kingsley started working on her greedy little pu.ssy—one with his fingers, the other with his mouth—I lost all patience. She was squirming, helpless, so overwhelmed she couldn’t decide who to look at.
So I took control.
Leaning in, I grabbed her t**s—warm and slick from sweat and spit—and squeezed, hard. The ere
