The Pack's Rebels
Greg lifted onto his elbow and braced his knee onto the mattress and put his bodyweight behind his thrusts and pushing her into Tom, and she wished that she could see from above as she could image the glorious display of long lean man and strong muscles, arse clenching with every thrust.
Sigrid came with a sob of breath and both men cried out as they followed, Greg gradually sinking back to lying, his heart hammering and his breath unsteady against her back.
“F-k,” Tom half laughed his sigh. “Our vampire likes it hard and rough.”
“I worked up an appetite, that’s for sure,” Greg agreed, amused.
By the time Sigrid had showered, both men were working their way through the array of food spread o