Julian's chest heaved, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he looked down at the breathtaking scene before him. Emma and Zoe lay beside each other, their skin glistening with sweat and marked with the evidence of his passion. They were a vision of spent desire, their bodies beautifully claimed.
A fresh, primal surge of possessiveness and lust washed over him. The sight of them, so completely his, was an intoxicating fuel that reignited his own need.
"I can't get enough of you," he breathed out, his voice husky and raw with renewed desire. "I want to feel you both again."
His focus shifted to Zoe, who was still catching her breath, her blue eyes hazy. Without a word, he positioned himself over her once more. She let out a soft, surprised, and utterly adorable mewl as he entered her again, her sensitive body welcoming him back into its warm, slick depths.
