Richard

I exhaled deeply, climbing off Jane before collapsing onto the other side of the bed, beside her naked, drowsy body.

Two hours had already passed, and I had spent every moment relentlessly thrusting in and out of her.

It wasn’t the first time I had fucked her, but I enjoyed it more that day because she hadn’t fought me off as much. Not that she didn’t want to—she simply couldn’t.

The elixir I forced down her throat had crushed her strength, leaving her nothing more than a ...