Sixty.

Devil POV.

“Hmm faster…faster” I say enjoying every second of this, Elle is at work, my hands are tied above my head, ankles are also pinned to the side of the bed, spreading me open, but even in this vulnerable position, I still want to make demands, wanting him to fuck me harder.

“Oh you love it rough” he says biting on my neck, I don’t like being marked, but since I’m his and everyone knows it, I don’t mind wearing his mark.

He already knew the answer, I do love it rough, my red bum stand witness to what kind of play I love, hard, quick, and raw. I nodded loving our play, he kept going driving me closer and closer to my ending, I screamed as I cum without permission, now he’ll have to punish me again, uh-oh, I think to myself with a smile. I’m just a brat, I didn’t know I was such a brat, it’s extremely fun, having someone who could handle me but also having Elle to balance us out, we can’t just stay crazy like we are, we have to come down sometimes. Back to reality, having some