LOGINI leaned forward eagerly. Elias kept his fingers moving inside me as I wrapped my lips around the head of Lucian’s cock. He tasted salty and masculine. I took him deeper, swirling my tongue, hollowing my cheeks.“Fuck,” Lucian hissed. His hand fisted in my hair, guiding me but not forcing. Not yet. “Just like that. Show me how badly you want to be ours.”Elias added a third finger. I moaned around Lucian’s cock. The stretch burned so good. My juices were running down his hand. I could hear it. I was losing my mind.They worked me together. Lucian fucking my mouth in slow, deep strokes. Elias finger-fucking my pussy from behind, his thumb rubbing my clit every few thrusts. I was trapped between them, used and loving every second of it.My thighs shook. I was so close.Lucian pulled out of my mouth suddenly. I gasped for air, strings of spit connecting my lips to his cock.“Not yet,” he said again, breathing hard. “Stand up.”Elias pulled his fingers out. I whimpered at the loss. He hel
I was on my knees in Professor Lucian Vale’s office, completely bare from the waist down, and I’d never felt more alive.My heart slammed against my ribs. The cool hardwood floor pressed into my skin. I could feel how wet I was — slick and dripping down my inner thighs. My panties were still in Elias’s hand. He hadn’t let go of them. He kept rubbing the soaked fabric between his fingers like he couldn’t get enough of the proof of what they were doing to me.Professor Vale — Lucian — stood right in front of me. Tall. Broad. That dark, commanding look in his eyes that made my stomach twist and my pussy clench at the same time.“Look at you,” he said, voice low. “Already so fucking obedient. Your mother would be shocked.”The words hit me like a slap, but they only made me wetter. I didn’t know what the hell was going on with my mother and him, but right now I didn’t care. I just wanted his hands on me.Elias stepped closer behind me. His fingers brushed my hair, gathering it gently but
I did.The lock clicked when he turned it.The sound was loud in the quiet room.His office smelled like old books and leather and that same dark cologne. There was a big wooden desk, two leather chairs, and shelves lining every wall. No windows. Just the three of us and the heavy silence.Professor Vale walked behind his desk but didn’t sit. He just looked at me. Really looked. Like he was memorizing every inch.“Take off your coat.”My fingers fumbled with the buttons. I shrugged it off and held it in front of me like a shield.“Drop it.”I let it fall to the floor.Elias pushed off the desk and came closer. He circled me slowly. I could feel his eyes on my ass, my breasts, the way my breathing had gone shallow.Professor Vale’s voice was calm. Controlled. “Do you understand what this society is, Violet?”I shook my head. My voice wouldn’t work.“It’s not a club,” he said. “It’s not a game. It’s a place where certain rules are followed without question. Where power is given and take
Elias’s voice was smoother, younger, but no less dangerous. “Some students need… additional instruction.”Professor Vale’s hand came up. He didn’t touch me. Not quite. But his fingers hovered near my jaw, close enough that I felt the heat of them.“There’s a private society on this campus,” he said quietly. “Very exclusive. Very… demanding. We only invite those who understand what real surrender looks like.”My heart was trying to beat out of my chest. My pussy was throbbing so hard it hurt.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I whispered.But I did. Or at least my body did. Every nerve ending was screaming yes.Elias leaned in slightly. His breath brushed my ear. “You felt it the second you walked in here. Don’t lie to us.”I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. I was trapped between them and I didn’t want to escape.Professor Vale’s eyes never left mine. “Tonight. Nine o’clock. My office on the third floor of the old humanities building. Room 312. Come alone.”He reached into his ja
I shouldn’t have worn the short skirt.The second I pushed open the heavy door to the lecture hall, every pair of eyes swung toward me. Including his.Professor Lucian Vale stood at the front of the room, one hand resting on the old wooden podium, the other holding a piece of chalk like it was a weapon. His gaze locked on mine and didn’t let go. Dark. Sharp. Like he’d already decided something about me and was just waiting to see if I’d fight it.My stomach dropped. Heat rushed straight between my legs so fast I had to press my thighs together right there in the doorway. I was twenty minutes late on the first day. The room was packed. And he was looking at me like I was already late for something else entirely.I slid into the back row, trying to make myself small. My black skirt rode up when I sat. The thin white blouse I’d picked because it looked innocent suddenly felt see-through under the harsh lights. I crossed my arms over my chest, but it was too late. My nipples were already
I fucked her deep and steady. No rush. I wanted to feel every inch. Every flutter. Ryker fucked her mouth in the same rhythm. We used her together like we had all week, but this morning felt different. More possessive.I leaned down and bit her neck. “You’re not leaving after the year, Madison. You’re staying. Forever. My wife. Ryker’s too if he wants. We’ll make it work.”Her eyes flew open. She moaned loud around my son’s cock. Her pussy clamped down on me like she loved the idea.Ryker pulled out of her mouth so she could speak. “Yes, Daddy,” she gasped. “Please… keep me.”That was all I needed.I fucked her harder. The bed slammed against the wall. Ryker moved behind her and pushed into her ass. Double. Tight. Perfect. We filled both her holes and she took it like the perfect little slut we trained her to be.“Look at her,” I growled to Ryker. “Taking both of us. Leaking. Begging. She’s addicted.”Madison came again, screaming, body shaking between us. Her holes squeezed so hard I
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