Welcome To Your New Cage (3)

Millia's POV

The morning after the kidnapping, I woke up in Damien’s massive bed, my body deliciously sore and marked with his fingerprints. Cum still leaked slowly from my well-fucked pussy, a sticky reminder of how thoroughly he had claimed me in the back of the car the night before.

I barely had time to stretch before his strong arms pulled me back against a hard, naked chest.

“Morning, wife,” Damien murmured, his voice rough with sleep and dark hunger. His morning wood pressed insistently against my ass. “It’s time for breakfast.”

He carried me to the dining room completely naked, setting me on...