LOGINAfter he finished flooding my pussy with another massive load, he stood over me, breathing heavily, staring down at my wrecked body like he owned it. Cum was pouring out of me onto the sheets, but he didn’t care.He simply took off the rest of his clothes, revealing his powerful, muscular body completely, and climbed back onto the bed.“You’re not sleeping tonight,” he said, voice low and rough. “I’m staying until I’ve had enough of this pussy.”He grabbed my ankles, yanked me to the center of the bed, and spread my legs wide. Without any warning, he buried his face between my thighs and started devouring me.His tongue was aggressive licking, sucking, and tongue-fucking my cum-filled pussy like a starving man. He slurped loudly, swallowing his own cum mixed with my juices while sucking hard on my swollen clit. Two thick fingers pushed inside me, curling brutally against my G-spot as he ate me.I was screaming within seconds, my hands fisting the sheets, hips bucking against his face
I knew he was watching me.For months now, I’d felt his eyes on me everywhere I went. At the coffee shop near my apartment, in the parking garage at work, and especially at night standing in the shadows across the street, just far enough that I could never see his face clearly.At first, it terrified me. Then it started to excite me.I’m 24, single, and embarrassingly horny most of the time. I should have called the police. Instead, I started putting on little shows for him leaving my curtains half-open while I changed, touching myself in front of the window at night, hoping he was watching.Tonight, I did something insane. I left the front door unlocked.I was lying in bed wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt, heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. The apartment was dark except for the soft glow of my bedside lamp. I kept glancing at the door, half hoping, half terrified that he would actually come in.At 2:17 AM, the door slowly creaked open.He stepped inside.Tall.
The next evening, Darius kept his promise.He didn’t even let me wear clothes. I was completely naked except for a thin golden chain around my waist and another around my neck like a leash as he dragged me through the halls of the palace.My legs were still shaking from the night before. Cum was still leaking down my thighs with every step. My pussy was swollen, red, and sore, but that didn’t stop him.Two guards opened the massive doors to the throne room.Dozens of his generals, high-ranking nobles, and warriors were already gathered. The moment I was pulled inside, all eyes turned to me naked, marked with bruises and bite marks, cum still glistening on my skin.A wave of humiliated whispers spread through the room.Darius didn’t care. He marched me straight to the center of the room, right in front of his massive black throne. Then he sat down like a king and yanked the chain, forcing me to my knees between his spread legs.“On your knees, princess,” he said loudly so everyone coul
The moment the balcony doors slammed shut behind us, something in Darius snapped.He didn’t carry me gently this time. He grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the cold stone wall so hard my back scraped. His silver eyes were burning with raw, savage lust.“You think that was humiliating?” he snarled, voice low and dangerous. “That was nothing.”He spun me around violently, pressing my face and tits hard against the wall. My cheek scraped against the rough stone as he kicked my legs apart.“Ass out. Now.”I barely had time to obey before he grabbed my hips and slammed every thick inch of his massive cock back into my cum-filled pussy in one brutal thrust.He started fucking me like he wanted to punish me. Like he wanted to break me.His hips slammed against my ass with violent force, each thrust harder than the last. The wet, obscene sound of his heavy balls slapping my clit echoed through the chamber. He was so deep it felt like he was trying to fuck my womb directly.“Take
My wrists were chained when they dragged me into the throne room.I was still covered in dirt and blood from the battlefield my kingdom’s blood. The once-feared Princess Elara of Valyria, reduced to a defeated, half-naked captive in front of the man who destroyed everything I loved.King Darius.He sat on his throne like a god of war massive, broad-shouldered, with sharp features and cold silver eyes that seemed to pierce straight through me. His black armor was still stained from the battle. The rumors were true. He was enormous. Intimidating. Terrifyingly beautiful.The guards forced me to my knees in front of him. Darius slowly rose from his throne and walked toward me, his heavy boots echoing through the silent hall. He stopped right in front of me and used one finger to lift my chin, forcing me to look up at him.“So this is the famous Princess Elara,” he said, his voice deep and rough. “The woman who killed so many of my soldiers… now on her knees before me like a common whore.
We were still tangled together in the massive bed, my body slick with sweat and their cum, when the mood shifted again.Lucian’s red eyes darkened with a new kind of hunger. Not just lust something deeper. Primal. Ancient.“You’ve taken our cocks so well tonight, little one,” he murmured, his voice like velvet wrapped around steel. “But now… we want all of you. Body, blood, and soul.”My heart raced. I knew what that meant.Kael’s fingers traced lazily over my inner thigh, right where the big vein pulsed. Damien gently lifted my wrist to his lips, kissing the sensitive skin there. Lucian’s hand wrapped around the front of my throat, possessive but not choking… yet.“You’re ours now,” Lucian whispered, staring straight into my eyes. “Not just our breeding slut. Our blood whore too.”I shivered, a strange mix of fear and arousal flooding through me. “Take it… Take whatever you want.”A low, satisfied growl rumbled from all three of them at once.Lucian tightened his grip on my throat,







