92: Fragile Ego

Cora’s POV

I knew that look on her face all too well.

It stemmed from having your insides stretched pleasurably by Kai’s length, feeling him hit the right spots on your walls even though he was only doing it for his pleasure, hearing his growls boost your ego and he goes in and out of you.

One thing I knew for sure was that those growls were usually more strained and louder whenever I was on the receiving end of those rough strokes, but who’s taking notes?

“You, definitely you” My wolf whispered menacingly and I quickly tried to detach from my dark side that was propelling the odd thoughts in my mind.

Unluckily, there was no off switch for my dark side as long as Kai was orchestrating something sexual that appealed to it, so now my eyes were glued to the movement of Kai’s fingers as he roughly pumped in and out of the other maid that’d arched her back to give him more access.

She was holding onto the table tightly and her ass clapped with every push and pull of his fingers while her e