Chapter One Hundred and Twelve
Jay and I made our way into the kitchen. The room was spacious and everything shone in the white lights that gleamed off of the stainless steel appliances and marble countertops. Livie was sitting on one of those counters, her skirt bunched up around her waist. Her head was thrown back as she tangled her fingers in Killian’s blonde hair.
She threw her head back, letting out a moan that made my c**k jerk hard in my jeans. Killian was kneeling between her legs, his head buried between her thighs as he feasted on her p***y with moans and growls of his own.
“That’s what I like to see. But love, you didn’t ask permission to taste our mate.” Jay growled his tone was all rough and it sent a shiver of excitement through my body that he was going to punish Killian
