Skylar's P.O.V
I moaned. The sensation of being marked was completely intoxicating.
It stung at first, like a sharp bee sting, but then merely seconds later that pain morphed into the greatest pleasure I'd ever known.
We all kept still. Jack was in-front of me, face buried into my neck and a hand wrapped around my waist, his fist clenching and unclenching.
Alex was the same but behind me, his hair was tickling my ear but the pure pleasure rocking through my body made every other feeling simply disappear.
Reluctantly, they pulled out. All of us groaned and our eyes were closed shut. I didn't dare to breath, I focused every single cell in my body on keeping the pleasure of being marked alive.
My growing wetness, increased significantly and I was sure that by now I had soaked my pan
