Brenna woke with a dull ache lodged deep in her throat, and walked stright to the bathroom and took her bath. Last night was wild. Yes, alpha Rollo use to throat f**k her, but last night was the height of it. He was a monster, he had throat f**k her to the extend where she thought she would lose her sense of speech.
Even though it had been wild, she loved it. That was the most unsettling part. At some point, the pain was the main pleasure to her.
She remembered crying when she thought she wouldn’t survive it, yet she had. Her body had endured, even responded, pleasure threading through the pains in ways that left her shaken.
The realization of it lingered in her head, as she stepped out of the bathroom, skin still warm, thoughts tangled. She barely had time to calm herself before a kno
