Lucien's groan vibrated against her throat as he slid deeper, inch by inch, until his hips pressed flush against hers.
The mess Kieran had left inside her made his entry easy, but no less overwhelming; Emerald gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as her body stretched around him, so full she thought she might burst.
"Gods," Lucien muttered, his silver eyes half-lidded, pupils blown wide. "You feel like you were molded for me. So damn tight, even after he fucked you full."
Emerald's lips parted on a strangled moan. She could still feel Kieran's cum dripping out of her, and now Lucien's cock pushed it deeper, mixing and spreading the heat inside her.
Shame and desire warred in her chest, but her body betrayed her; her hips lifted, seeking more, squeezing him greedily.
"That's it," he rasped, his hand wrapping around her throat with just enough pressure to make her shiver. "Take it. You want me inside you, don't you?"
Her breath hitched, eyes fluttering. "Y-yes… Lucien—"
