Page 123 of Shadow

Bryce’s phone shifted, and Sirena came onto the screen. I swallowed hard as I stared at her. She wasn’t just beautiful. She was breathtaking.

Her long black hair was a wild mess around her. Her colorful eyes were filled with sleep.

“Good morning, heaven,” I said, smiling at her through the phone.

Her lips quirked up, her eyes shining. She waved at me and moved off the bed. I caught a glimpse of Bryce in the background, still on the mattress.

Stitches grunted beside me, having seen him too.

“What are you wearing, baby?” I asked as she walked with the phone in her hand. A door closed behind her, and she turned the phone to the bathroom mirror to show us the little black nightie she was in.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Stitches said.

She turned the camera back to her face and smiled at us.

“Did you wear that for Bryce?” Stitches demanded, switching gears.

She blinked on screen for a moment, her lips turned down into a deep frown.

“You don’t wear sexy stuff for me,” Stitches continued, sounding hurt. I elbowed him to get him to shut up.

The video of Sirena shook for a moment before she backed away from it and gave us a whole body shot. Her nightie was short. Low cut. Sexy as fuck.

And then she let the straps fall down her arms. I stared at the screen, unblinking, as she let the nightie slip from her body. It pooled on the floor at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her black lacy panties.

“You should leave the room if you don’t want to watch me jerk off,” Stitches husked out, pulling his dick from his pants.

I blinked at him for a moment.

“I haven’t been with her in way too fucking long. Don’t tell me to put my shit away. It’s not happening.” He grabbed his dick and stroked it, his eyes fixed on the phone in my hand. I looked back at Sirena on the screen and watched her lips quirk up into a coy smile before she massaged her bare breasts.

Fuck it.

I pulled my dick out too after placing the phone on the desk so it was angled on us.

Her eyes lit up as she moved closer to her camera.

“Angel, I’m going to need you to rub that pretty pussy for me, baby. I can’t be there to do it, so you need to be a good girl and do it for me,” Stitches said, his breathing fast.

She bit her bottom lip, a move which always drove me wild.

“Is the door locked?” I asked thickly.

Her gaze flicked to the door before she nodded.

“Good,” I murmured. “Lie on the floor and put the phone nearby so we can watch you touch yourself.”

She hesitated for a moment before doing what I asked. A moment later, we got a full shot of her with her back against the wall as she sat on her ass on the white tile floor, her panties gone.

“Spread those legs, heaven,” I commanded gruffly. “I want to see how wet you are for us.”

She did as she was told, exposing that molten hot center I was desperate to bury my cock inside.

“Fuck, just as perfect as I remember,” Stitches said, moving his hand on his dick faster. “Touch yourself, angel. I want to watch you come.”

She was perfect because she immediately dipped her fingers into her pussy and thrust them in and out. Her lips parted, and she closed her eyes.

“Eyes open,” I called out. “I want you to see what you do to us.”

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