And maybe I did.
Because if Damon didn’t show up soon, if he didn’t drag me out of this room and f**k me against the wall like he owned me, I was going to fall to my knees.
I was going to let these men wreck me too.
And God help me…
I was going to f*****g love it.
What the hell is wrong with me.
I took a shaky step back, heart racing, chest heaving, cunt dripping like I’d been f****d too. My legs were shaking. My palms were sweating. My whole body was burning.
What the hell am I thinking.
I shouldn’t be watching this.
I shouldn’t be feeling this.
But I was.
I was throbbing.
Throbbing for what they were doing to her.
Throbbing for what I wanted them to do to me. f**k yes-
No. No. f**k. No.
I dragged both hands through my hair, trembling so bad I nearly lost my balance.
This isn’t me. This isn’t what I came here for.
I forced my mouth to move. Forced my voice to rise above the moans and grunts and obscene wet sounds bouncing off the walls.
“Tasha.”
She didn’t look up.
The man behind her grunted, slammed into her harder.
Her moan cracked in the middle like a sob.
“Tasha,”
I snapped louder, walking farther into the room like I could physically drag her out of this filth.
“Let’s get the f**k out of here. Let’s go home. Please.”
She finally turned her head, her mouth swollen, drool clinging to her lips.
And she laughed.
A raw, breathless laugh that made my blood run cold.
“Are you f*****g blind?” she panted.
“Can’t you see I’m busy?”
Her voice cracked as she said it. Another thrust slammed into her and she whimpered, arching her back, her body shaking.
“Please,”
I whispered. I didn’t even recognize my own voice anymore. I sounded like I was on the verge of tears.
“Please, Tasha. I don’t want to go home alone.”
Her eyes fluttered, glassy, unfocused, but then she moaned again, louder, filthier, her thighs shaking.
“Then you f*****g wait,” she said through clenched teeth.
“Wait like a good f*****g girl.”
She gasped when the man inside her grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, biting her shoulder hard enough to leave a mark.
“f**k,” she sobbed.
“Fucking..God.”
She looked back at me like it was obvious.
“If you don’t want to wait, go home yourself,” she groaned.
“Or call my daddy.”
My heart dropped.
She didn’t mean that.
She couldn’t.
I stared at her, wide-eyed, mouth parted.
She blinked, then sneered.
“And don’t you dare tell him about this,” she moaned louder.
“You f*****g know he warned me.”
I backed up, chest tight.
She was serious.
She didn’t care anymore.
She didn’t f*****g care.
Her best friend was standing in front of her, begging her to come home, and she was too full of c**k to even blink twice. Too deep in whatever this was to even feel the shame of it.
I stood there shaking.
Dripping.
Burning.
And all I could think was.
How to get home since I don’t know how to drive yet.
I looked back at her as i clenched my jaw.
“You know what?”
I scoffed.
“f**k you, Tasha”
The words came out before I even knew I was saying them.
“f**k. You”
She didn’t even flinch at my voice. Didn’t turn. Didn’t blink.
Just moaned louder when the man behind her shoved back in with a vicious snap of his hips.
“hope they break you,”
I spat, stepping closer, heat clawing up my throat like bile.
“I hope they f*****g wreck your p***y. Ruin it. I hope your hole’s so stretched tomorrow you can’t even f*****g sit down without feeling every inch they left inside you.”
She gasped at that.
A whimper that cracked into a high, trembling moan as another orgasm crashed through her.
Her legs buckled.
Her hands clawed the sheets.
And then she laughed.
That f*****g laugh.
“f**k you, b***h,” she moaned, voice slurring as another c**k pushed into her, slick and hard and waiting.”
You’re just mad it’s not you.”
My breath caught.
My heart stopped.
And I wanted to scream.
Because she was right.
I was mad.
Mad that I wasn’t on that bed.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.