Chapter 114: Very sore after all the fun
The sun, in its relentless golden assault on the living room, as the morning arrived. And it was this annoyingly persistent light that finally forced her eyelids to flutter, a prelude to the unwelcome opening of her eyes.
Morrigan stirred with a low, throaty groan, a dull ache pulsing behind her eyes as she attempted to rise. But sleep’s grip was still too strong, dragging her back down like invisible chains.
For a while, she simply lay sprawled on the sofa, her body humming with a deep, lingering soreness, each ache a reminder of the night before.
Every muscle protested with delicious exhaustion as she shifted slightly, her thighs still sticky with dried cum, her pussy tender and pulsing from the brutal, relentless fucking she’d been subjected to.
The memory alone made her lips part with a silent gasp.
She blinked lazily, her blurry vision gradually resolving into the chaotic reality of the living room: cushions tossed haphazardly, the carpet slick with the residue of arousal, and the cloying, unmistakable scent of sex still clinging to the air.
"Fuck..." she murmured, a smirk tugging at her lips as she dragged herself up, wincing at the soreness between her legs.
She guided her hands to her huge ass, feeling the lingering burn beneath her fingertips. The skin was still tender, the marks from Davi’s relentless slaps etched into her flesh like a signature of ownership.
Just the thought of it made her clit twitch, a sharp pulse of heat sparking between her legs as the memories of that intense, intoxicating fucking surged back.
She ran a hand over her disheveled hair, damp strands sticking to her skin with a sheen of sweat. Then an horny idea came to her mind. She should take a picture of her ass, so she could show it to Davi later.
That would forever be a hot reminder of the night they had. But for that, she needed her cellphone, so she took an unsteady step forward.