He f****d her in spite of the threats, his hips a steady machine. The experience was familiar but enhanced by the dominance. The warmth of her body, the tight velvety grip around him, trying to milk him with each inward thrust. The fluttering of her inner walls as he choked her increased his pleasure, a tight coil in his abdomen. He paid it no attention, focusing all his senses on her, on breaking her.
Jade helped compose the symphony with her hands. She pinched Mara’s n*****s through her thin tank top, squeezing them roughly between her fingers. Then, she bent her head again, nipping at Mara’s shoulder, leaving a red mark.
“You are a f*****g slut for this,” Marcus snarled as he drove into her particularly hard. “You like it when someone uses you like a hole.”
“I am…” Mara gasped, defia
