Hellen ground forward ruthless, bulge slotting between my thighs over fabric, dragging slick friction that made my clit pulse desperate, swollen.
Reyes growled savage, gloved fingers dipping bold to trace my soaked core, pressing her scarred girth up firm—ridges catching my folds through layers, pre-cum smearing hot and sticky as cedar-steel flooded my lungs.
"Bullshit. She needs girth to wreck her raw, Emily—rough scars scraping every flutter, knot ballooning fat till you're locked sobbing, pussy milking me blind. Say it, princess. Let me ruin you."
Ivory's arms tightened possessive, longer length rutting slow and deep, curved tip nudging my entrance teasing through the thin barrier, chili blooming dizzying as her knot pulsed with breeding promise.
"Pathetic. Pick length, pretty—breeding deep, tip kissing your womb, swelling us forever while these sluts watch you swell with mine. Scream Ivory when I pop that cherry and fill you."
