Taigah barely had time to breathe.
Her body trembled beneath Kai's weight, utterly wrecked from the brutal climax he had just dragged out of her. Her ass was raw, soaked, stretched wide around his still-thick cock—his seed already spilling from her in a slow, shameful trickle. She twitched when he shifted, her nerves fried, her thighs trembling.
She thought—hoped—he would pull out.
He didn't.
Instead, Kai growled against her ear, low and commanding, his breath hot against the slick curve of her neck. "You thought I was done?"
Her heart stuttered. Her fingers clawed uselessly at the sheets, her legs kicking weakly.
"I—M-Master, I—ah—I can't—"
"Yes, you can," he said, firm. Absolute. "You will."
One strong hand pressed down between her shoulder blades, forcing her back into the mattress. The other gripped her hip tight, possessive, as he shifted above her—his cock twitching inside her sensitive ass, thick and already swelling again.
