Third person’s POV,
The study was thick with the scent of sex, the air heavy and humid. Millie lay across the mahogany desk, her body a canvas of their shared greed. Her "milky" skin was flushed a deep, erotic pink, glistening with sweat, saliva, and the remnants of their release. But the hunger in Vikram and Ryan’s eyes hadn't faded; if anything, seeing her so thoroughly wrecked only fueled their predatory instincts.
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