KALE's POV

Gregory's length still pulsed in my mouth. He moaned every time my throat tightened around him, every time Richard’s thrusts drove me deeper onto him. My vision blurred with tears.

This wasn’t sex anymore. This was surrender.

“You’re fucking gorgeous when you’re been used,” Richard growled, his voice ragged but steady. “Taking length in your mouth and ass like the perfect little toy.”

His hands dug into my hips, dragging me back onto him with each thrust like he owned my body… because maybe he did.

Gregory whimpered. “Fuck… Kale…” His voice broke with guilt and lust all tangled up. His fingers trembled on my hair as he...