The bite was what sent her over the edge, crying out as she offered more of her throat and nails digging into the muscles of her shoulders as her pussy milked his cock. Before the last throbs were done, she was already rocking her hips, wanting him to do it again. "All yours. This little bird is yours," she crooned, eyes fluttering as she fell deeper into the pleasure.

Wren was determined not to beg him to stop. Not when it felt amazing and she was so starved for this kind of attention. And it was Kim, the person whom she'd been pining for even as they explored their relationship.