Emma’s body was still buzzing from the risky day at home when Jax and Marcus decided it was time to push her even further. Mark had gone to bed early after another tense dinner where she’d barely been able to look him in the eyes. The plugs were still inside her, heavy and full, but Jax had texted her clear orders: *Leave the bedroom door unlocked. We’re coming for you at midnight. Tonight we break you completely.*
She lay beside her sleeping husband, heart racing, guilt twisting in her gut like always. Part of her wanted to wake him up and confess everything. But her p***y kept clenching at the thought of what was coming. At 12:05, the door creaked open. Jax and Marcus slipped in like shadows, their eyes dark with hunger. Marcus quietly closed the door while Jax pulled her out of bed by
