My eyes were glued to the sight of the rubber flogger as it hit Louis’ chest. Each strike had him withering on the bed. His hands pulling at the leather restraints. My mouth was dry as Marcus turned to look back at me. “I think our mate likes watching you get punished.”
I swallowed hard, my tongue darting out to moisten my lips. Sitting on the dresser where Marcus had placed me was a struggle, I wanted to go to them. The thought of doing just that, to see what Marcus would do, was strong on my mind. Not that I wasn’t enjoying watching Louis.
The way he responded to Marcus was truly breathtaking. His gasps and moans had me longing for them to take me. My success was a glutton with the buffet before her and I could feel it vibrating under my skin. Feeding off of them and the lust, I
