The pleasure was too much—every nerve in my body was alive, burning, clenching, needing more, even as I was completely and utterly stuffed with them. I whimpered, legs shaking as Alek groaned beneath me, his hands gripping my hips tightly. Alan’s fingers dug into my waist as he thrust deeper, and Aaron let out a low, satisfied growl, pressing a kiss against my damp shoulder. The intensity was suffocating in the best way possible, leaving me raw and desperate and so completely theirs.
Autumn’s laugh was low and dripping with satisfaction. "Damn, I knew they were big, but this? This is perfection. We were built for them, Amber. Made to take them all."
A deep, guttural moan escaped me as Aaron pulled my head back by my hair.
"You're such a good girl, sweetness," he murmured, his voice roug
