**The Breeders**
CHAPTER 16
SIERRA'S POV
They didn’t give me time to catch my breath.
Roman grabbed one of my tank tops from an open box and twisted it into a makeshift blindfold. Before I could protest, he tied it firmly over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. The sudden loss of sight made every other sense sharper — the sticky wetness between my thighs, the cool air on my overheated skin, the sound of them moving around me.
“What are you doing?” I asked, voice still rough.
“Playing a game,” Roman answered. His voice came from somewhere in front of me now. “You’re going to identify us. Each c**k. By feel. By taste. By how it stretches you. Get all three right… and you get a reward.”
Jace’s low chuckle came from my left. “Get one wrong and we start over. With a punishment.”
Cole’
