"I don't think—"

"You can," Gabriel said, appearing beside us. His hand cupped my face, forcing me to look at him. "You can take it. We're going to make you feel so good, Sophie. Just trust us."

I nodded, taking a deep breath.

Dante pushed forward, slow and steady, the head popping past the tight ring. I gasped, the burn intense, tears gathering in my eyes.

"Breathe," Marcus reminded me, his fingers still working my clit. "Relax. Let him in."

Dante pushed deeper, inch by inch, until he was fully seated in my ass. The fullness was overwhelming, unlike anything I'd ever felt. I was so stretched, so claimed, so...