Bound by the Triplets
"Let the architect see exactly who owns the dynasty he built."
Before I could draw another breath, Ethan drove himself deep inside my slick center with a single, breathless thrust that made my spine arch violently off the metal.
A loud, shattered moan rose in the cavernous workshop. Ethan began to pump into me with a heavy, merciless momentum, his deep strokes driving me crazy while Caleb’s fingers expertly stimulated my clitoris, keeping my body hovering on the absolute edge of delirium. Asher leaned over me, his rough mouth attacking my neck, leaving deep, bruising marks to claim my skin. The contrast of the cold iron beneath me and the burning, possessive heat of the three brothers was co