Emily slammed hard onto the bed, her body bouncing once with a sharp, breathless gasp that reverberated through the dimly lit bedroom like a siren's call to chaos. She knew that her fate would be this. It wasn't too difficult to guess that.
The plush mattress compressed deeply and luxuriously beneath her petite yet curvaceous frame, sturdy springs creaking loudly and protesting against the violent sudden impact that announced her arrival as their plaything.
"You all are bad people! Why shouldn't you respect my decisions?!"
"Respect? If we are to respect you, how will we take your respect?" Ivory smirked.
"Madwoman! You are all madwomen! Mad alphas!"
