Chapter 4
Mira’s pov
Jace’s hand stayed locked over my mouth while the footsteps in the hall came closer and Cole still did not pull his c**k out of my throat.
He kept sliding it over my tongue in those same slow deep strokes like the person outside the door did not exist. Jace stayed buried to the hilt in my cunt, hips barely moving, just grinding so the wet sound would not get louder.
I could feel both of them twitching inside me and my own drool running down my chin onto his wrist.
“Don’t you make a f*****g sound,” Jace whispered right against my cheek, his palm pressing harder over my lips.
“They walk past and you stay full of c**k like a good girl. You already came on his face and now you are going to stay quiet while we use you.”
The footsteps slowed right outside the laund
