Her throat flexed as I pushed deeper, slow, giving her time to adjust. Her hands clenched in the sheets, her moan vibrating around me.
I couldn’t stop the growl that tore from my throat.
I gripped her hair gently, rocking into her mouth in shallow thrusts. “So good for me, kitten. So f.ucking good.”
Kendrick’s voice was low and smug. “She’s dripping. Ready for the next cock.”
Keegan chuckled, low and dangerous. “Greedy little thing. You want us all, huh? Want all four of us to ruin you?”
She whimpered around me, eyes pleading.
Kingsley leaned down, brushing his lips to her ear. “Say it, princess. Use your words.”
I pulled out slowly, giving her room to speak. She gasped for air, drool running down her chin, her voice hoarse and wrecked.
“I want it. Want all of you. Please—ruin me.”
