*Eris' POV*
I couldn't be sure who was who, but I felt confident that Kyros was the one currently f*****g my mouth. He did it with so much hatred that it could only ever be him.
I'd thought about resisting, fighting back, maybe even biting down. But I felt like resistance wasn't the way that I would win over Kyros. A man like him thrived off of people lesser than him submitting to him. So, that's what I did. I submitted.
I became the perfect f**k toy for him to use despite how pain blossomed in the back of my throat. If he wanted to hurt me, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. So, I gripped the backs of his thighs and pulled him deeper into my throat with every thrust. When I looked up and met his eyes, I saw nothing but dark and menacing hatred swirling behind the mask.
As I gagged
