CHAPTER 7

ISLA

Another coil snaked higher, circling my throat just tight enough to keep my head tipped toward the glass. The glow at my neck throbbed in time with the thick length inside me.

“You’re—oh god—you’re everywhere—”

Only where you want me.

“I—ah—” My breath caught on a broken moan as he angled deeper, hitting something that made my legs threaten to give.

There.

“Yes—yes—don’t—”

The rhythm became relentless.

My reflection’s mouth kept falling ...