Ravees was in trouble.
Before, she had only taken the role of an observer—watching, staying on the edge of it while Katherine and Cassian lost themselves without restraint.
But this time… she was far more involved.
Her gaze stayed fixed on Katherine as she moved over Cassian, her body rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Her chest swayed freely with each motion, her eyes slightly unfocused, lost in the sensation as she ground herself down with slow, deliberate movements.
Each time she lowered herself fully, her butt stretched naturally, showing her spread anus.
And each time her hips pressed down hard before lifting again, her body made soft, wet sounds—both strangely enticing and almost unsettling. Their skin seemed to cling together for a brief moment before parting, the slickness of her movements making it all the more vivid.
