"Erina's family sells her to a pack of wolves, she knows she's there for their pleasure to be used and then killed, at least that's their intention.
But what they don't know is that Erina isn't willing to accept that fate. She's determined to do whatever is needed to stay alive. The pack thinks they can just use her and throw her away, but when she's done with them they won't be able to survive without just another moment with her.
Because Erina doesn't want to be their broken doll, she just needs to be their perfect one.
Unfortunately for her, the pack isn't going to make life that easy for her. She's underestimated just what they could want from her and she's about to be pushed to her very limits and beyond for her mistake.
Her bid for survival is about to begin."

Their Broken Doll

　　I couldn't keep up with his pace. Nicholas and his body were nothing like Warren. Where there was a softness in Warren it was all steel when it came to Nicholas. And yet, there was something strange about him. Something that I couldn't quite put my finger on or even try to focus on as Nicholas used me.


　　And this traitorous body of mine enjoyed every last minute of it. My head hung slack as the sounds of wet wild sex rebounded around me. I didn't have the energy to lift my head by this point. And yet this man refused to leave my body alone. If he wasn't grabbing at one of my breast and twisting one of my nipples he was pinching my clit between his thumb and forefinger and always watching my every expression.


　　I whimpered as he pinched me hard and my body bucked against him.


　　"Look at me, Little One," he ordered his voice a husky growl.


　　I didn't have the energy to move and I winced as I prepared for his punishment.


Chapter 13