I barely had time to catch my breath before Sebastian was pulling me up again, his large hands gripping my waist with bruising force.
"Not done with you yet," he rumbled, positioning me on my hands and knees on the center of the massive bed. "Need to feel that tight pussy again."
My arms were shaking, barely able to support my weight. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest, begging for rest, for mercy, for just a moment to recover.
"Alpha Sebastian, please....I need a break...."
"No breaks." He positioned himself behind me, and I felt his massive cock....already hard again, impossibly....pressing against my entrance. "We paid for all night. You agreed to this."
The reminder stung almost as much as the physical exhaustion. He was right. I had agreed. I'd signed the contract, walked through their doors, submitted to whatever they wanted.
For the gold. For my mother. For survival.
He slammed inside with brutal force, and I screamed.
