Chapter One Hundred and Ten
"We should get cleaned up." I said and both men looked back at me. "In a very, very cold shower. We've got the midwife coming."
Those words seemed to snap Spencer out of his anger. He looked at me, his gaze softening, before he nodded. "You're right, sweet Andreena."
Turning away from them, I went over to the dresser. Opening the drawer that I had gotten the handcuffs out of, I picked up the keys and closed the drawer. Straightening up and taking the keys over to the bed.
Spencer had moved back from Adam, tucking his c**k into his boxers. The dark material stretched over his still hard p***s as he ran his hands up Adam's shoulders. His eyes were locked on the bite mark that he had given Adam. There was a look in his eyes; there was a satisfaction there at se
