Elena’s Point Of View

I couldn’t breathe. Or maybe I was breathing too much, too fast… ragged gasps that rattled in my throat as Jaxx’s fingers plunged inside me again and again, relentless, merciless. Every drag of his knuckles, every curl of his wrist tore another broken sound from me, a whimper that had no pride left in it. My body thrashed, hips arching into his palm like I was begging for it, like I didn’t have any say in it anymore.

“No,” I choked, my voice raw, trembling. ...