My heart was beating so hard I was sure they could hear it.
I didn’t say a word.
Cassian’s hand slipped beneath the waistband of my panties. His fingers found me already slick, already aching. A low, approving growl rumbled in his chest.
“So wet for us already,” he murmured against my neck. “Good girl.”
He stroked through my folds slowly, deliberately, gathering the wetness and spreading it. Two thick fingers pushed inside me without warning. I gasped, knees buckling. Dominic caught me from the front, holding me upright while Cassian worked his fingers deeper, curling them against that spot that made my vision blur.
Rhett watched my face the entire time, eyes heavy-lidded. “Look at her. Already shaking and we’ve barely touched her.”
Cassian added a third finger. The stretch burned in
