Chapter 212

Chapter 212:

My back hit the bed, and he climbed over me, tearing off my top. His lips found my nipple, sucking hungrily like a starved man.

I lost control instantly, twisting beneath him as my body responded to his every touch. I could feel myself unraveling, pleasure building with every caress.

“Dax…” I moaned, pushing his head lower as he licked the space between my breasts before teasing my belly button with the tip of his tongue.

I shivered, wrapping my legs around him as pleasure washed over me.

“You taste so fucking good,” he murmured before resuming his assault.

My hands tangled in his hair, rough and thick beneath my fingers, tugging and twisting as I craved more.

The sudden slamming of the door made us freeze.

A figure stepped into my room.

I was about to push Dax away, but his grip on me was firm.

“Devin? What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice laced with shock.

If the light had been on, my tomato-red cheeks would have given me away.

“What are you doing, Devin?” I asked again, barely believing what I was seeing as he unbuckled his trousers.

“Joining the party,” he smirked before climbing onto the bed with Dax and me.

His hands roamed over my body before delivering a sharp slap to my ass, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

At the same time, Dax’s fingers teased my hardened nipples, rolling them between his fingertips.

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“You taste divine,” he growled, his teeth grazing my skin in a soft bite.

I was certain my body would be covered in hickeys by morning.

My eyes widened in shock at how things had unfolded.

I couldn’t believe I had both brothers all to myself.

Aurora

Waves of pleasure crashed over my body, making me shiver. My mouth hung open as I drew in sharp breaths, my fingers clawing at the bed while my body twisted under the torment.

My thighs pressed together every time Dax’s fingers grazed my hypersensitive nipples.

“Please,” I begged shamelessly.

I missed the warmth of his mouth on me. His absence left me feeling empty.

The withdrawal from my already reddened nipples frustrated me. I didn’t want them to hold back. I wanted them to claim me as if they owned me.

I wanted them to take full control of my body, to bend it to their will.

I was ready to surrender myself to them like a willing sacrifice.

Frustrated by his withdrawal, I grasped Dax’s head, pulling his mouth back to my breast.

“Fuck!” I moaned, biting my lower lip as he teased me, sucking hungrily like a starved man.

My hands flew to my other nipple, playing with it as he sucked on the other.

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