Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Steamy Stories
He was utterly broken.
“Good,” Lena purred. She lay down on the fur rug in the center of the room, spreading her legs wide. “Get to work, Bull. Let the games begin.”
With a look of profound defeat, Bull shuffled forward on his knees. He positioned himself between her legs, his big, rough hands gently gripping her thighs. He hesitated for a moment, then, with a shuddering breath, he used his thumbs to spread her cunt lips wide, exposing her swollen, sensitive clit to the cool air and the hungry gazes of the two men about to compete for her.