HAZEL
“On your knees,” Zephyr said.
I was still blushing from Xander’s compliment when I obeyed.
He undid his belt, sliding it slowly until he’d freed himself. I took him into my mouth, tasting every inch of his c**k and he groaned as my lips wrapped around him. He gripped my hair gently, guiding me deeper, watching every movement with hooded eyes.
Behind me, Cyrus moved in. His hands grabbed my hips roughly and then—he was slamming into me. I choked on Zephyr’s length as the sudden stretch took my breath away.
“Goddamn,” Cyrus hissed. “She’s dripping already.”
I whimpered, throat full, body split in two as they used me—one at each end. I was in heaven once again, right in the place I’d once referred to as hell.
Zephyr thrust shallowly into my mouth. “Take it. That’s right. Our per
