Rosie's POV
"You're going to take it, aren't you, little lamb?" Dominic's voice is low, teasing, dark. A hand grips my throat, just enough to make me gasp, make my pulse hammer beneath his fingertips.
Ashton is behind me, lips tracing the curve of my shoulder, his hands spreading me open. "Be good for us," he murmurs, his breath hot against my skin.
I whimper as Dominic's fingers slide between my thighs, teasing, parting, finding me already soaked.
"f**k," he groans, rubbing slow, torturous circles over my c**t. "She's dripping. You feel that, Ash?"
Ashton's chuckle is warm against my ear. "She likes being between us."
A sharp smack lands on my ass, and I yelp, but the sting only makes the fire burn hotter.
"Tell us, pretty girl. Tell us how much you want it."
"Please," I gasp, my
