Emma’s heart slammed against her ribs like a trapped animal as the video call request from Mark lit up her phone screen for the second time. She was a complete wreck sprawled across the marital bed she shared with her husband, face streaked with drying cum, her pussy and asshole still gaping obscenely from the relentless pounding she’d taken. Thick, pearly rivers of Jax and Marcus’s loads leaked steadily from her used holes, soaking into the sheets beneath her.

“Don’t you fucking dare ignore him,” Jax growled, his voice low and laced with dark authority. His eyes burned with wicked amusement as he stroked his massive, still-hard cock. Marcus chuckled...