Felicity's body burned at the seams, over sensitized and quivering as the men claimed her from every angle. Her fox ears flattened against her head, overwhelmed by the noise of growls and grunts surrounding her and the heated eyes of Lucan, Damien and Ivan who were stroking them selves watching her get toyed with.
Victor yanked her hair back, forcing her to look up at him as he continued thrusting into her mouth. "You smell like Lucan, that's going to become a problem," he snarled, his pace unrelenting as she gagged around his cock.
Behind her, Voss continued plowing into her tight hole and grunts, as he held her ass with one hand and held her leg up with the other.
Lucan growled at Victor who hissed back, the tension between them thick enough to cut. Victor's commanding voice sliced through their posturing.
"Shut up and watch your little fox take us," he ordered Lucan, his eyes never leaving Felicity's trembling form.
