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Book 3;Sacred Order’s Initiation
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2026-06-04 16:45:45
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FILTHY SINS:An erotic collection Chapter 14;FUCK.....
The weight of Nikolai’s revelation pressed down on me heavier than his body. My mother. The Order. Blood that bound me here whether I wanted it or not. I lay beneath him on the black silk, tears drying on my cheeks while his cock softened inside me, still leaking the last of his cum. I should have hated him. Instead, my pussy fluttered around him again, greedy for more. “You’re sick,” I whispered, but my hips rolled up anyway, chasing the fullness. Nikolai chuckled darkly against my neck. He pulled out slowly, watching with satisfaction as a thick river of his seed spilled from my ruined hole. “And yet you’re still dripping for your High Priest. Still clenching like a desperate little whore who needs to be filled again.” He flipped me onto my hands and knees with ease, yanking my hips up high. The mirror across the room showed everything — my flushed face, my marked tits hanging heavy, my pussy swollen and gaping, cum alre
FILTHY SINS:An erotic collection Chapter 13; Still sore
Nikolai carried me through the shadowed corridors in silence, my body still trembling from everything they had done to me on the altar. His arms were strong around me, the black robe he had wrapped me in carrying his scent smoke, musk. I kept my face pressed against his chest, too exhausted and too confused to speak. The others had faded back into the darkness after the ceremony, leaving just us. He brought me to a smaller chamber, private, lit by a single heavy candelabra. The walls here were covered in older carvings, symbols I didn’t understand twisting together with figures of women on their knees, mouths open, bodies offered. A low stone bed covered in black silk waited in the center. He set me down gently, but his eyes were anything but calm. “The others were only the first offering,” he said quietly, shedding his outer robe. “Tonight you serve me alone. The goddess demands a deeper surrender.” I sat up slowly, the robe slipping off one shoulder. My thighs were sticky with
FILTHY SINS:An erotic collection Chapter 12; Take me
Thorne’s cock stretched me open from behind in one long, unrelenting push. I gasped around Nikolai’s thick shaft filling my mouth, the sound wet and broken. The cold marble altar pressed against my knees and forearms as they held me there between them, caught in the rhythm of the ritual. It didn’t feel like punishment. Not exactly. It felt like being claimed. Nikolai’s hand rested gently on the back of my head, guiding me but not forcing. His voice stayed low, almost reverent, as he slid deeper into my throat. “That’s it, Vivienne. Take me. Offer your mouth to the goddess through your High Priest.” I moaned around him, the vibration pulling a quiet groan from his chest. Thorne’s hands gripped my hips tighter, pulling me back onto his cock with each thrust. He wasn’t brutal like I expected. He was deep. Steady. Like he wanted me to feel every inch of how completely I was being filled. Elias knelt beside us, his fingers tracing slow circles over my clit while Caius watched w
FILTHY SINS:An erotic collection Book 3;Sacred Order’s Initiation
My knees hit the cold marble before I even realized I was falling. The inner sanctum smelled of heavy incense, melting wax, and something older — like old blood and desire baked into the stone over centuries. My thin white initiation robe lay in a crumpled heap a few feet away. I was completely naked under the flickering torchlight, nipples tight in the chill air, thighs already slick with shameful wetness. I was supposed to be proving my devotion to the goddess. Instead, I felt like prey on the altar. High Priest Nikolai stood above me, tall and merciless in his black robes trimmed with silver. His dark hair fell across his forehead, and those piercing eyes pinned me in place. Behind him, the inner circle watched in heavy silence — Brothers Elias, Thorne, and Caius. The men who had whispered promises of belonging when they found me lost and searching. “Vivienne,” Nikolai said, his voice low and rough, carrying through the ancient chamber like smoke. “You came seeking truth. Ton
FILTHY SINS:An erotic collection Chapter 10; Fuck me
The silence in the suite felt heavier than the moans that had filled it all night. I was still straddling Damian’s lap, my cum-slick thighs pressed against his trousers, when Ace’s words landed like a match on dry tinder. “Maybe she won’t want to go back to just one man.” I felt Damian tense beneath me. His hands gripped my hips harder, almost bruising. For a second, I thought he might finally snap and throw a punch. Instead, he looked up at me with something raw in his eyes — fear, love, and a hunger that mirrored my own. “Roxy,” he said, voice rough. “Tell me this doesn’t change us.” I didn’t answer right away. How could I? My body was still buzzing, every hole aching in the most delicious, filthy way. Cum dried on my skin. My lips felt swollen from sucking three cocks for hours. And deep down, a dark little voice whispered that I didn’t want it to end. Alaric stepped closer, trailing a finger down my spine. “The night’s not over yet, sweetheart. One more round. Then we decide
FILTHY SINS:An erotic collection Chapter 9;The price of trust
I sat on the edge of the bed, legs still trembling, trying to catch my breath. Cum was drying on my skin in sticky trails across my tits and thighs. My wrists bore faint red lines from the silk tie they’d used to bind me. The blindfold lay crumpled on the floor like a discarded secret. The room felt too quiet now. Ace, Flynn, and Alaric moved around the suite with that easy confidence men have after they’ve taken what they wanted. Ace poured drinks. Flynn wiped himself down with a towel. Alaric watched me with a half-smile, like he was still deciding what to do with me next. Damian sat in the chair across from the bed. He looked destroyed. His hands were clenched on his thighs, knuckles white. His cock was still hard, untouched, straining against his open trousers. He hadn’t been allowed to join. Not once. Every time he tried to step closer, one of them had shut him down with a sharp word or a mocking laugh. I should have felt sorry for him. Instead, something darker twist
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