“No, Julian, she's mine," Damien growled, “get out of the way.”
“I’m part of this too,” Julian objected, his voice low. “You know the rules.”
I lay on the floor, my chest heaving. Damien’s three fingers were still inside me, and Julian’s hands played with my breasts, teasing me.
Julian smirked at Damien. “Ladies first?”
Damien slid his fingers out and stood, adjusting himself as he tossed his shirt aside. “Funny, why don't you watch and learn.”
He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide. “Hands where I can see them,” he ordered.
I did, starving. “Please, Damien.”
He gripped both sides of my hips and eased his tip to my p***y, urging. “Tell me you want it.”
“I want it,” I gasped, "Oh yeah, I want it."
He pushed in one inch and I cried out. “More.”
He slid deeper, inch by inch, u
