Delaney 

The hours dragged by slowly, with the fire flowing in my veins increasing every minute. The heat was merciless, relentless, curling in my belly, then spreading outwards until every nerve felt exposed, sensitive to any simple touch. My mates had replaced the butt plug twice, each size larger than the previous one, stretching me, teasing me, and sending sparks up my spine. Every shift of the plugs left my body trembling, begging for more, which was near and yet out of reach.

By the time the full moon rose outside, and my full heat hit, my voice was hoarse from crying every time they tested me, switching between the...