"Excellent!" she muttered, storming out of the suite swiftly and slamming the door behind her. Amaria swept her damp, silky hair back shakily.

"Pull out," she told Kaden.

"Make me do that," Kaden replied, pounding into her again, faster than before, and she fisted her hands involuntarily.

"Kaden, I can't! Just... just this once!" she cried hard, folding her palms to stop herself from moaning.

"So you can go meet Konstantin? Are you fucking that bastard too? Do you fuck around with him too?" Kaden said, finally pulling out. Amaria got down from the couch and gathered her underwear and clothes scattered on the ground.

She pulled them on quickly,...