Nash was drowning in mouths and heat, and he fucking loved it.
Aiko's lips left his with a wet pop, her tongue still chasing for a second before she pulled back panting, eyes glassy, cheeks on fire.
Before he could breathe, Kai was there.
She grabbed his jaw rough, with a surprising strength, yellow eyes locked on his like a challenge.
"Finally, my turn," she growled, then crushed her mouth to his.
Kai kissed like she played: hard, no mercy, tongue shoving in deep right away, tasting like mint gum.
She bit his bottom lip, tugged, then licked the sting away slowly, her hand fisting his hair to tilt his head exactly where she wanted.
Her thigh shoved between his legs, pressing up against his balls, grinding once like she was marking territory.
Nash groaned into her mouth, hand sliding down to grab her ass hard.
