Chapter 54

• The sensation was overwhelming—a stretching, heavy fullness that made my eyes water. I gripped the headboard, my knuckles turning white as Ryder slowly claimed me, inch by agonizing inch. "That's it," he groaned, his voice thick with effort and desire. "You're doing so good, Haven."
• At the same time, Dante was already moving inside me, his thrusts steady and deep. The dual pressure was unlike anything I'd ever felt—my body stretched to its absolute limit, caught between them, every nerve ending screaming with a mix of fullness and searing heat.
• "Look at me," Dante commanded, his hands sliding up to cup my face. I opened my eyes, seeing the raw hunger in his gaze. "You're taking both of us. You're incredible."