Mike’s words still echoed in my ears—“every hole is stretched and dripping with our cum”—when they lifted me onto the kitchen island like I weighed nothing. The cold marble shocked my bare thighs, but the heat radiating from their sweat-slicked, muscular bodies instantly burned it away. My heart hammered wildly as Mike stepped between my spread legs while Jax moved behind me, trapping me completely between two walls of primal male power.

“You’ve been teasing me for years, Maya,” Mike growled, yanking my tiny crop top up and exposing my heavy breasts. My nipples were rock-hard, begging for attention. He latched onto one with his mouth, sucking hard enough to...