CLAIM THE CORE
Kael, still holding Luke’s balls, began to spread Luke’s cheeks with his other hand, exposing the glistening, stretched hole.
Damon, with a grunt of exertion, pushed. His head, thick and blunt, pressed against Luke’s entrance. Luke cried out, a sharp, piercing sound as the stretching began. The pain was intense, a burning, tearing sensation, but it was quickly overshadowed by the profound fullness, the incredible stretch. He instinctively arched his back, his hands fisting in the silk sheets.