KEEGAN POV
Seeing our little mate shatter under our fingers was priceless. And Goddess… her t**s? Fuc.king perfect. Round, soft, made to be handled rough. And I didn’t hold back.
She looked wrecked, dripping and trembling, but still f*****g eager. While Kyle fed her his co.ck like the good little kitten she was, I tormented her mercilessly. Pinching those gorgeous t**s, rolling her n*****s between my fingers until she whimpered around my brother’s length.
And when Kendrick and Kingsley started working on her greedy little p****y—one with his fingers, the other with his mouth—I lost all patience. She was squirming, helpless, so overwhelmed she couldn’t decide who to look at.
So I took control.
Leaning in, I grabbed her t**s—warm and slick from sweat and spit—and squeezed, hard. The ere
