Eve's eyes widened as their bodies were revealed.....all hard muscle and tattoos and scars that told stories of violence. They were beautiful and terrifying in equal measure.
And they were all hard, their c***s thick and intimidating.
Her earlier confidence wavered.
"Don't worry," Damon said, catching her expression. "We'll fit. Your body was made to take us."
Damian climbed back onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. "Tonight, we won't take you together. That comes later, when you're ready. Tonight, we take turns. Get you used to each of us individually."
He gripped her thighs, spreading her wider. "And we find out if you really can handle what we give you."
His c**k pressed against her entrance, and even though she was wet and ready, the size of him made
