The Father's Captive, The Sons' Obsession
In the center of the room, on a massive leather sofa, a brutal scene was unfolding.
It’s him, Rouge. The eldest of three.
He was completely naked, his massive, heavily scarred back flexing with terrifying power.
He was standing between the spread legs of a beautiful, frantic woman who was lying flat on the cushions.
He had her hips locked in his massive hands, lifting her off the leather as he drove his hardened d*ck completely inside her with savage, unrelenting force.
He wasn't making love. Is he?
The woman whimpered loudly, her nails digging into his heavily muscled arms. “Rouge... harder, please—”