Chapter 64

• The pain intensified as Kieran slid all the way in, his fingers clutching roughly at my waist. I could feel his restraint, every muscle in his arms and chest rippling with the effort to hold back. His eyes burned with need as he gently rocked his hips, trying to ease the pain with calculated movements. Ethan muffled my hisses and whimpers with his mouth, his lips meeting mine in a dance of need and desire.
• Soon, my whimpers turned to moans, and my fingernails pressed tighter against Kieran’s skin. His sweat stained my body, their husky scents driving me wild. The slap of Kieran’s hips against mine spurred me on, his thickness stretching me in the best way possible, teetering on the edge of pain. My fingernails left tracks along his shoulders and back, and I couldn't hold back any longer.
• "Stop holding back," I whimpered, feeling Ethan’s teeth graze my nipple. "I won't break, Kieran. Please—"