"Sure, I'll present my body to you for the taking. You won fair and square after all. My pussy, my mouth, or my ass—whatever you want tonight, it's all yours. No holding back, okay?"
Roselyn's gaze slid sideways to Isabelle, who was still frozen with that hands on her flushed cheeks, like she couldn't believe what she'd heard.
"Ah, but my elder sister…" Roselyn's tone softened just a fraction, almost protective. "She's something of a pure maiden, and always has been. Can you please leave her out of this? Feel free to give me her share of the pounding instead. I can take it twice as hard if that's what you need."
"Really?" The word slipped out before I could stop it.
A sharp pang twisted in my chest; the feeling of guilt, so sudden and cold.
Here I was, casually asking to have sex with two sisters like it was nothing, like I hadn't just met most of these people a few hours ago.
What kind of asshole did that make me?
I knew it; I was getting conceited.
