CHAPTER 2: GANGBANGED ON THE FAMILY TABLE
AVA’S POV
(WARNING: ADOPTED FAMILY INCEST AND DUBIOUS CONSENT!)
He didn’t let me fix my dress. Didn’t let me wipe my thighs.
Daddy just threw me over his shoulder like a goddamn ragdoll, my dress still bunched around my waist, bare ass jiggling in the air, thighs glistening with the slick mess he’d finger-f****d out of me in the hallway.
My t**s bounced hard against his back with every heavy step, n*****s scraping the wool like they were trying to claw free.
I could feel his c*m-smeared fingers digging into my thigh, holding me steady like I was prey.
“Keep that greedy little hole clenched, sweetheart,” he growled, voice rumbling through his chest into my belly. “Don’t want you dripping on the floor before we even start the main course.”
