“Oh my God,” he groans, desperately burrowing his face in closer, getting his cheeks and mouth and chin wet as he kisses and licks and nibbles at me. My eyes fly open. It’s too much. Too much sensation. I dig my nails into Riven’s forearms, panting for breath—then Eli locks his lips around my clit and sucks, hard. My back arches, and I half-scream as I fall apart.
