Chapter 9

Closing her eyes didn't help, because then it was all too easy to forget where they were, what was happening, and just become lost in the pleasure of Alex's thrusts between her legs. Her thighs tightened, trying to squeeze him, but his arms were much stronger, keeping her spread wide and open.

When she let out a little moan, she opened her eyes again, trying to remind herself of where she was.

She'd turned her head to the side, away from the Wolf, and she found herself looking straight at the blonde - Trish. The young woman was sitting on Jordan's lap, facing away from the huge man, with one muscular arm wrapped around her and crossing her body to squeeze her breast. He'd positioned her so that her legs were on either side of his, and then he'd spread his own thighs, forcing her to spread her legs even wider than his own, and his other hand was covering the pink flesh between... his fingers were very, very busy. Tears streamed down from thos