King
Alyssa's body trembles beneath me as I press into her, inch by inch, savoring the warmth that wraps around me like home. She's sore—I can feel it. Niko and Mason f****d the hell out of her. But she takes me anyway, her nails digging into my back, her moans threading through the air like a melody meant only for my ears.
I bury my nose in her throat, drinking in her scent—sweet and intoxicating as always, even laced with sweat and c*m clinging to her skin. Her body doesn't just accept me; it molds to me, holding on like I'm all she needs. But I can also feel my brothers inside her still, the slickness of their combined seed, hot and thick, clinging to her walls.
f**k. The sensation damn near makes me come on the spot.
"They filled you up so good, didn't they, kitten?" My voice is ……
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