Ivy:
"What?" I was breathless, heated beneath their unseen eyes. I could feel their eyes all over me, watching how Damon worked my p.u.s.s.y to perfection.
"You heard him, Ivy. Now relax into us, sweetheart. It's going to be a long night." Ransome's voice was swept under the shadows he was still hidden in. Why are they hiding from me? Don't they understand the way I crave them? How I want to touch them, to see their eyes filled so full of love and lust. I fell deeper into the chilled tendrils of my dark prince's magic, gasping and moaning each time he thrust his fingers inside me.
"That—there, ah!" I bucked against his fingers; goose bumps erupted on my skin when Damon's dark laughter surrounded me.
"We know your body so well, princess. It is your thoughts we can't learn, can't predict
