CHAPTER 3: f**k AND SWAP
The rules dissolved in that moment, the boundary shifting from observation to full participation, and no one raised a voice in protest.
Helena’s slip was the first to go, pooling at her feet as Dane’s hands explored her body with renewed hunger, his mouth trailing fire along the back of her neck.
She could still hear Cady’s breathy moans and the wet, intimate sounds of Aiden’s tongue between her legs, but her world narrowed to the way Dane’s fingers plunged into her, stretching and preparing her with careful, deliberate thrusts.
“On the bed,” Dane commanded, his voice thick with need that made Helena’s knees weak.
She obeyed without hesitation, crawling onto the mattress on her hands and knees, her ass presented to him like an offering, her heart pounding with
