Lilith pov

Six minutes.

 That was all the time I had left to make these two men cum.

 To win.

 To get anything I wanted.

And goddess, it felt almost impossible. Claude was easy to push over the edge, but these two… they were nothing like him.

Silas was emotionless, calm, unreadable, barely reacting to anything while Lucien, he was cold, sharp, steady, strong, and so dangerous, he could kill just based on his mood.

Between the two of them, who should I go for first?

 Who would break faster?

 Who would cum first?

The answer was simple.

Neither.

 Panting, Claude’s cum was still warm at the corner of my...