“Easy, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. We’re taking this slow.” Richard pumped his fingers in and out of her ass.
“Even if it kills me,” Cassian said in a tight voice.
Barbara couldn’t help it. She laughed. Cassian groaned. The next thing she felt was more of the cold, gelatinous substance and a third finger breaching her dark passage.
Now the burn kicked up a degree. She moaned but didn’t stop pushing at his fingers with her muscles to ease them deeper.
“That’s three, baby. You’re almost ready. Are you still sure you want to do this?” Richard asked.
She knew they would stop if she asked them to no matter how hard it would be, but she didn’t want to. She wanted their c***s filling her body, filling the holes that had formed as her heart broke. She needed this. They needed this.
“Hur
