Toxic Vows, Filthy Pleasures
"Every moan, every tremble belongs to us."
"I am yours," I panted. "Do not stop. I want more."
Hours passed in a blur of skin, sweat, and pleasure. They worshipped every part of me. Fingers, tongues, and hard thrusts brought me to peak after peak. I lost count of how many times I came. Their dirty words and praises filled the room.
"You are so fucking sexy when you come," Damien said.
"Take everything we give you," Lucas added softly.
By the end I was sore, satisfied, and glowing. They held me between them until I drifted off.