“You want them to know?” I hiss. “Want Yvonne to hear her precious merchandise getting fucked raw?” Her cunt flutters. Christ. I drag her head back by the hair, exposing her throat. “Beg.” “Sasha—” “Beg.” “Please—please don’t stop—” I release her throat to shove two fingers in her mouth. “Suck. Taste what you’ve done.”
