VIVIENNE's POV
Every single nerve ending across my skin felt magnified a thousand times over.
My hips twitched helplessly against the sheets, my lower belly locked into a tight knot that refused to release me.
I was sobbing into the dark air of the room, my hands clawing at Roman's broad shoulders while Rhys's tongue remained firmly pressed against my swollen, weeping nerve endings below.
"Please..." I choked out, the raw sound scraping straight out of my chest. "Roman, please... don't leave me like this! Just give me…something. Anything…!''
"Look at how desperate she is, Roman…'' Maddox growled from behind me, his broad, rough hand squeezing my hip so hard his fingers left deep, dark red indents in my skin. "Her body is trembling profusely. Never seen someone practically on the verge of tears, begging us to tear her apart."
"I hear her.'' Roman rumbled low in his chest.
He didn't pull back.
