The pounding on the suite door grew louder, each furious bang vibrating through the walls like thunder. Victor’s voice sliced through the heavy wood, raw and unhinged.
“Calder! I know you’re in there with her! Open this f*****g door before I break it down!”
Elowen stood frozen in the middle of the luxurious bedroom, clutching the silk sheet to her naked body. Her thighs were still slick with Draven’s c*m, her skin marked with fingerprints and bite marks from their hours of raw, relentless f*****g. Her heart hammered so violently she felt dizzy. The man who had just ruined her for anyone else stood beside her: tall, naked, and completely unfazed while her husband raged on the other side of the door.
Draven’s storm-grey eyes met hers. There was no panic in them, only dark satisfaction and
