Lila woke up the next afternoon still sticky and sore between her legs. The pack had used her hard the night before, and her body remembered every thrust, every groan, every hot spurt of c*m. She could barely walk straight when she got out of bed.
The men were waiting in the living room. They had pushed the furniture back and laid out a large padded mat on the floor. Jax stood in the center, arms crossed over his broad chest.
“Time to train you properly, plaything,” he said, golden eyes dark with lust. “You’re going to learn to take all of us at once. Every hole. Every way we want.”
Kade smirked, already palming his thick c**k through his shorts. “And you’re going to beg for it.”
Rylan stayed quiet, but his gray eyes burned as he watched her. Finn bounced on his toes, grinning like he
