Marcus stood, moving to the closet. Sin held his hand out to me, his eyes twinkling as he whispered words that I could barely make out. They sounded strange, foreign, yet familiar at the same time. His hand went around my waist, his other one moving to my chin to tilt my head back. I bit back a moan as the feel of his lips teasing along my skin leaving love bites.
Marcus returned, holding a thin leather strap. Sitting down beside Louis, he stroked his c**k again. My eyes were glued to his movements as Sin kissed a trail across my neck to my ear. Stopping to tease the lobe with his teeth, with a gentle tug. Marcus grabbed the leather strap, fastening it past Louis' c**k and binding his testicles.
I bit my lip, I’d never seen a c**k ring before and it was quite the shock. Not a
