The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us
I swallowed as much as I could, the rest spilling down my chin as my own final, shattering orgasm tore through me.
We collapsed together in a tangled, sweaty heap of limbs. Their hands stroked my skin gently now, soothing me as I trembled with aftershocks. Soft kisses were pressed to my forehead, my shoulders, my swollen lips.
Lorenzo’s voice was rough but tender as he brushed damp hair from my face. “Our perfect wife.”
Vincenzo pressed a kiss to my neck. “We love you, Valerie. Always.”
Valentino’s arms tightened around me from behind. “Rest now, baby. We’ve got you.”