Serurora’s POV.
I gasp, feeling Michael inside of me. His piercing is rubbing me in all the right places and I moan out.
“So tight, baby,” Michael says as he pushes deeper inside of me but pulls out and pushes forward again. His rhythm is slower than Angel’s and I know he is worried about hurting me. I grip his ass cheeks and pull him harder into me.
“Harder, you won’t break me. I can take it.” I moan and I see the challenge in his azure blue eyes and he growls when he pulls out and flips me onto my stomach.
“On your knees, baby girl.” Michael says as he grabs my hips and lifts my ass in the air. My arms are shaking with anticipation when I feel the head of his c**k rub up and down through my folds and he sinks in, we both groan out and he holds still before he pulls out and pushes in
