Veronica kept slamming her hips against him, using her substantial weight to add momentum to every brutal stroke, her heavy tits bouncing against his back with each wet slap of flesh.
"Take it deeper, I am jealous of you," Veronica hissed at Meera, her CEO voice commanding even while she humped Raven's hips like a bitch in heat.
Seeing Veronica's initiative, Elena moved.
The vampire-descended woman approached from the left with the silent grace of something that didn't need to breathe, her pale, slender body casting a long shadow in the red light.
She dropped to her knees beside the cushion and reached up with one hand, her long fingers wrapping around Raven's heavy balls and squeezing with the precise pressure of someone who understood anatomy.
"Fuck her harder, Raven," Elena whispered, her voice low and cold and completely committed.
Raven groaned.
