The Third Person's pov
They remain on both sides of Faye, waiting for her full recovery.
Faye, sandwiched between two tall, mature men, was first embraced by Liam, and in a flash, the heat from another man spread from her back to her body.
Leander's d.ick is half-erect, pressing against the crevice in Faye's hip through her underwear.
Liam buries himself in Faye's damp hair, sniffs her hair, kisses her neck and rubs his d.ick against her thighs.
Something changed in the air, and the smell of men's hormones enveloped Faye from left to right.
Leander said in a muffled voice, “Me First.”
Liam glanced at him.
For some reason, Leander can't help but explain: “I'm Faye's first date.”
As he spoke, Liam grabbed Faye's wrist, led her hand between his thighs, and looked back at Leander.
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