Alissia POV
Blake’s eyes bore into mine, the heat in his gaze scorching, his breath heavy as he moves forward. My mouth opens, welcoming him as he presses forward, going slow at first. But then, with a sudden thrust, he buries himself fully, filling my throat in one unrelenting motion. I suck against him, drawing him in deeper, and he groans, his head tipping back, his expression one of primal pleasure. My eyes drift up to him, searching for his reaction, when I realize that Demitri has stopped moving, his grip on me steady but unmoving.
I’m tempted to turn, to look over my shoulder to see why he’s paused, but Blake’s c**k, still thrusting deep in my throat, keeps me in place. My vision blurs slightly as I catch the sight of Demitri’s hand, casually placing his phone down on a nearby sur
