She tried to move. She tried to pull away. Her hands scrambled for the edge of the tub. Her legs kicked. The water splashed. But Raven's arms were around her. His hands were on her breasts. His cock was inside her. He held her the way one holds a captured animal—firmly, casually, without effort.
"Shh," he said. His lips were near her ear. His voice was low. Intimate. The voice of a man speaking to his woman while her grandfather watched. "Do not move. I am almost done."
He was not almost done.
He continued. His hips moved. His cock slid in and out. The water splashed. The sound continued.
SCHLUK SCHLUK SCHLUK—
"Master—!" Sera gasped. Her voice was torn. Half pleasure, half shame. Her eyes were on her grandfather. Her face was crimson. Her lips were trembling. "Please— he is— Grandfather is— please—"
