I whimpered. Couldn’t stop. My hands dug into the sheets, into thighs, into anything I could anchor myself to as they used me. No. Worshipped me.
Kylan grabbed my hair, gently but firm, tilting my head to guide his thrusts, hips moving with a patience that felt cruel. He wanted to feel the slick slide of my tongue, the soft moans I let out when his tip kissed the back of my throat.
I gagged—just once. He moaned. “Just like that, baby. Goddamn.”
Behind me, Kai leaned down, lips brushing my spine as he pushed in again, slow and deep, grinding into the tight clutch of my ass until I screamed through the c**k in my mouth.
Kieran’s hands found my hips, holding me still as he pounded up harder now, faster, his breath ragged. His c**k hit just right, that perfect spot deep inside me with ever
