Brax always raced, a sprint, a burst of energy, power, love, and need that combined with his shadows, dropping me quickly, but not Derik.
He was full sensuality, making sure I felt every inch of his huge c**k, every nerve he touched, stretching out the pleasure so I felt everything he gave me for the entire time.
It was so overwhelming inside me that it always had me feverish and gasping, gripping at his skin, burying my head in his neck, biting into him, trying to find an escape from the pleasure that tried to explode like a volcano.
But he kept me on that edge, feeling it all, desperate for the fall, desperate for more of him.
“Derik, please,” I begged, bucking faster, used to being on top and controlling the pace, but Kai had claimed me like that, which meant the other two would
