I nodded, ashamed and turned on all at once.
Connor's jaw flexed. "My turn."
He flipped me onto my back, spread my legs wide, stared down at the mess Caleb had left inside me—thick white streaks coating my inner thighs, more still leaking slowly from my swollen p***y.
Connor's eyes darkened, pupils blown wide. He dragged two fingers through the c*m dripping out of me, pushed it back in deep, curled them like he was claiming territory.
"Greedy little thing," he muttered. "Already full of my brother's load and still clenching for more."
I whimpered, hips lifting without permission.
He smirked, brought those same fingers to my mouth. I sucked them clean instinctively, tasting Caleb and myself and Connor's skin all at once.
"Good girl," he praised, voice low. "You're gon
