Maya turned her head, found the nearest mouth, and kissed it slowly, thoroughly, tasting all of them on her tongue.
"More," she whispered, voice wrecked and greedy. "While the night lasts… I still want more."
They answered with low, hungry growls and already-hardening bodies, ready to give her exactly that.
They didn't make her ask twice.
Callum rolled onto his back and pulled Maya astride him once more. She sank down onto his cock with a shaky, eager moan, still so wet and open from everything they had already given her that he slid in to the hilt in one smooth motion. She barely had time to adjust before Ronan moved in behind her again.
This time his slick fingers circled her ass, pressing gently, coating her with the mixture of their earlier releases. Maya pushed back into the touch without hesitation.
"Yes," she breathed. "There. I want both—ass and cunt. Fill every part of me."
