But I needed more.
I leaned over her, one hand tangled in her hair, the other grabbing a fistful of her a.s.s, spreading her wider for my brothers to play with.
"You know what happens if you c.u.m without permission, don’t you, Kitty?" I murmured in her ear, letting the threat hang in the charged air.
She whimpered, nodded.
“I’ll start over,” I growled. “Make you take every inch all over again. Four times. Until you can’t stand. Until you forget your own name.”
A strangled cry tore from her throat, and I knew—knew—she was right on the edge.
“Don’t you dare,” I warned, biting her shoulder just hard enough to leave a mark. “Not yet.”
Kendrick grunted beneath her, face slick, mouth relentless on her p.u.s.s.y. She was grinding down on his tongue now, instinct taking over, trying to cha
