Her tears tasted so f*****g good, I only wish they were because of me. No one else gets to make her cry. And f**k me, she looks beautiful when she cries.
It took every ounce of willpower I had to hold Orion back from marking her just now. Her head fell back to give us access to the flesh on her neck, and the urge to sink my teeth into her almost won…
My c**k jumps at the idea, making the three of us assholes in agreement.
The moon shining through the large bay window behind Bailey is casting her in the most ethereal glow. She looks like a f*****g Goddess sitting before me. The only thing that would make the view better would be removing a few pieces of clothing.
My tongue clicks in amusement as she reads my mind. Her fingertips move slowly to the hem of her oversized t-shirt before
