Sophia’s POV
I lay on the bed still shaking from the intense orgasms Marcus had forced from me. My wrists stayed tied to the bedposts and my body felt sore and used. c*m leaked from my p***y onto the sheets. The storm continued outside with heavy rain and thunder that matched the wild beating of my heart. Damien stepped closer from the shadows. His eyes looked dark and full of hunger as he stared at my exhausted form.
Marcus pulled out of me completely and smirked. “Look at her, Damien. She fought so hard but she broke nicely for me. Now it is your turn. The game is not over yet. My friend wants his turn too.”
Damien smiled slowly and started removing his clothes. “She looks perfect like this. Sweaty and ready for more. You really did a number on her, Marcus.” I tried to catch my breath
