**The Breeders**

CHAPTER 16

SIERRA'S POV

They didn’t give me time to catch my breath.

Roman grabbed one of my tank tops from an open box and twisted it into a makeshift blindfold. Before I could protest, he tied it firmly over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. The sudden loss of sight made every other sense sharper — the sticky wetness between my thighs, the cool air on my overheated skin, the sound of them moving around me.

“What are you doing?” I asked, voice still rough.

“Playing a game,” Roman answered. His voice came from somewhere in front of me now. “You’re going to identify us. Each cock....