“Now,” Kaiden commands as I scream through my climax. A sharp lick of pain blooms on my shoulder blade, hot blood dripping down as Vinny drags the knife across my skin in a perfect V shape to claim me. The sting of the blade or the trail of blood should scare me, have me crying and trying to get away from them, but it doesn’t. It intensifies my orgasm to heights I’ve never reached, making me open my throat wider to swallow Beckham’s cock down farther. “Oh, fuck,” he moans, grabbing my hair. “She fucking likes it.”
