PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
The basement reeked of cum, sweat, blood—floors sticky, bodies bruised and scratched.
By dawn, light filtering through a small window, the brothers lay spent in a heap. Alive, barely, muscles aching, skin marked like battle scars. Lira lounged among them, tail idly stroking Alex's cock, keeping it half-hard.
'You called me, but now you're mine forever,' she whispered, claws tracing a gentle line down Ben's chest. The book lay forgotten, pages fluttering in a breeze.
As the sun rose higher, a spark ignited in their eyes—the torment was addictive, a high like no other. They knew they'd summon her again, paying the price with body and soul.