They didn’t sleep.
Not really.
Maya dozed in short, wrecked stretches between rounds, only to be pulled under again by a mouth on her breast or a c**k sliding back into her. The night blurred into a slow, filthy loop of skin and sweat and low voices.
Sometime after two, Julian had her on her back with her knees pushed wide while he ate her out like he was trying to make up for every month he’d been gone. Ethan watched from the chair in the corner, c**k in hand, stroking slowly. When Maya came on Julian’s tongue, thighs shaking, fingers twisted in his hair.
Ethan stood, walked over, and fed his c**k between her parted lips without a word. She sucked him while Julian kept licking her through the aftershocks, two fingers working in and out of her cunt, then lower, pushing into her ass ag
