I lay there on the marital bed, a trembling, cum-soaked wreck. My pussy was gaping, red, and overflowing with Damien’s thick seed. The sheets beneath me were ruined, stained with our sin. My body ached in the most delicious, filthy way, every muscle weak from the way he had destroyed me.

Damien stared down at me with dark, possessive satisfaction. He ran his fingers through the mess leaking from my cunt, pushing his cum back inside me possessively. "Come," he said, his voice low and commanding. He lifted me effortlessly into his arms, carrying me like I belonged to him.

He took me to the bathroom, the same bathroom I...