Scarlett's POV
"Scarlett," Leo groaned against my skin, his deep voice thick with a mix of sadness and sudden, heavy lust as he smelled the change in the air. "You taste so sweet. So perfect."
Leonard pulled back slightly from the kiss on my lips, his brown eyes burning with a dark, wild hunger as he looked down at my flushed face. He could feel my body shaking, but it wasn't just from fear anymore.
"We want to love you tonight, Scar," Leonard whispered, his large hand sliding down from my face to cup the side of my neck, his thumb feeling the wild beat of my pulse. "Let us remind you how much you mean to us before we leave. Let us feel you… one last time."
Tears still streamed down my cheeks, but my body was already betraying me. Heat pooled low in my belly, my pussy growing slick and aching under their combined attention. I was terrified of losing them, but the fear only made me need them more — desperately, completely.
