I didn’t stop.
Raphael’s c*m still thick on my tongue and sliding down my throat every time I swallowed. My neck burned where his fingers had squeezed. My c**t still throbbed from the way he’d pinched it while I fought for air. I hated my body. I hated the slick still dripping down my inner thighs like it hadn’t gotten the memo that I was done.
“Luna—wait!”
His roar echoed behind me but I kept sprinting, heart slamming so hard I tasted blood. I didn’t even know where I was going until I crashed into the human wing and banged on Caleb’s door like the building was on fire.
It flew open.
One look at me and Caleb’s face went deadly still. His eyes dragged over the purple fingerprints ringing my throat, the split lip, the tears, the way my legs were shaking so bad I could barely stand. He
