#Chapter 105 My Cage, My Mate

Helen POV

Felt like decades had passed but I knew it was only two hours. I had orgasmed enough to make me sick, enough to make me depleted. I hung off the edge of bed, my knees no longer able to take my weight as I rested half of the floor, half on my bed.

My head found a nice spot in my bed to rest, my breathing labored and loud and ragged as another harsh orgasm pulled from me.

The door finally opened and I spotted Justin through hazy, tired eyes. He gave me immediate mercy, yanking the device from my sex and shutting it off as he tossed it to the floor. I panted in relief, so much come falling down my inner thigh that I t made me sick.

To my surprise, Justin brought a towel, dragging it up from my knees and cleaning me off accordingly. When he brushed my clit on accident, it made me hiss and jerk froward.

He only hummed a light noise of laughter and didn’t mention it, pulling me off the floor in completeness and laying me out on the bed.

My wrists found comfort as he unhooked my ha