Chapter 3

 

 My Husband Spanks Me Then They Both Fill My Holes

Mark doesn’t yell. He just stares, his jaw tight, his cock visibly hardening in his pants.

“Steve,” he says, his voice dangerously calm. “You better not have cum in my wife.”

Oh Gods.

Steve pulls out slowly, a wet gush of his cum following. I’m unable to stop myself as I whimper at the loss, my legs shaking. 

“Too late, man. She begged for it.”

Mark’s eyes meet mine in the mirror. There’s anger there, but heat too. Dark, possessive heat. “You let him fuck you raw, Elena? While you were waiting for me?”

I should feel shame....