Lilith's POV
"No… don't do this…"
My voice was a fragile whisper, trembling as my wide eyes reflected Kieran looming over me.
His gaze burned into me, intense and unyielding, the air thick with the sharp, minty scent of him—like an invisible snare wrapping around me, holding me captive.
Kieran let out a low chuckle, his rough hand gripping his throbbing c**k, tapping it lightly against my cheek.
The humiliating act sent a shiver racing under my skin.
"Lili," he rasped, his voice laced with that elder brotherly dominance that always made my stomach twist. "You gonna to reject me?"
Before I could respond, the swollen head of his c**k pressed against my lips, hot and insistent.
Almost instantly, another familiar heat closed in—Jarek leaning over me, his own rigid length nudging the
