Lucas moved between her tied-open legs and pushed inside her, his length finding angles Ryan hadn't, reaching spots that made her toes curl. Ryan moved around to her face, his cock still slick with her, and he pushed it between her lips without asking. She could taste herself on him — salt and heat — and she licked it clean without being told to, working her tongue slow and thorough around the head.

Lucas slapped the outside of her thigh. A sharp crack of sound and heat that left a pink flush behind. Her breath stuttered.

"Like that roughness?" he asked.

Her mouth was full. She nodded.

Ryan pulled back...