Bella’s POV
My knees wouldn’t hold me anymore.
They’d turned to liquid, shaking jelly the second Rev pulled out of me downstairs.
I had to crawl to that massive black bed, my palms slipping on the silky sheets, and c*m still sliding slow and warm down the inside of my thighs.
My breasts felt swollen and heavy, my n*****s stinging from all the rough hands and mouths they’d taken tonight. I knew I looked like a hot mess— my hair was stuck to my face, my mascara would be probably halfway down my cheeks—and f**k, I loved it. Loved how used I felt. Loved how wanted.
I didn’t even get my whole body on the bed before Rev was on me.
He grabbed my hips with his big, rough hands, his fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. He didn’t ask or warn me—He just yanked my ass up into the air li
