The morning light filtered weakly through the heavy storm clouds, casting a gray pall over the entire mansion. Elena woke slowly, her body aching in the most intimate ways. Her thighs were sticky, her pussy still tender and swollen from the intense breeding session in the pool house the night before. She could still feel the ghost of Marcus’s thick cock stretching her, the heat of his cum flooding deep inside her womb. The memory made her both aroused and sick with guilt at the same time.

She lay in bed for nearly twenty minutes, staring at the ceiling, listening to the rain. This has gone too far, she thought....