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Breeding The Queen 1
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Filthy, Dirty Desires: An Erotica Anthology Breeding The Queen 3
ELEANOR I cry out in pain, my back arching off the bed.Withdrawing, Paul slams inside me again, feeding me more of that enormous hardness. He brings his hand to my swollen clitoris and rubs it in circles as he continues to push inside me. The pain ebbs as pleasure spreads through me from his administrations.When I feel his hips come flush with mine, that’s when I realize I’ve taken all of him and it’s no small feat.He’s so big inside me and he doesn’t even allow me to get accustomed to his size the way a gentleman would.Vicious drives of his hips push me up the bed, his hand tightening around my neck until he almost cuts off my air supply.“Such a tight, wet cunt,” he grunts, lifting my legs over his shoulders and flattening himself on top of me so that my knees dig into my shoulders. The angle sits him deep inside me. So deep, I don’t know whether I hate or love it.Animalistic grunts fall from his mouth as he buries that hardness inside of me repeatedly, sliding a hand under my
Filthy, Dirty Desires: An Erotica Anthology Breeding the Queen 2
ELEANORI straighten the bedsheets for what has to be the fifth time tonight.Paul is supposed to arrive soon and my nerves are all over the floor of my bedroom.Robert had been surprised when I’d told him I wouldn’t be able to go with him to the party anymore and he’d almost canceled but I’d managed to succeed in convincing him that maybe the trip would be good for him, providing him with some fresh air.I whirl around when a knock comes at the door.Clutching my chest where my heart gallops like a horse, I make my way over to the door and open it, my breath faltering when I see Paul on the other side. He’s standing beside my maid, wearing simple clothes. He fills out the material rather nicely. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him outside of his battle uniform until now.I dismiss my maid with a flick of my wrist and step aside for Paul to enter, shutting the door after he does.There is another man in me and my husband’s bedroom. I’m not sure how to feel about this. My nerves dance vi
Filthy, Dirty Desires: An Erotica Anthology Breeding The Queen 1
ELEANOR“There’s a ceremony we’ve been invited to attend next week,” My husband, the king, says from the other end of the dinner table where he sits. “We shall leave in three days. Ready yourself for it.”My stomach churns with unease at his tone.Today marks our fifth anniversary as husband and wife, and although the dinner table is set up as romantically as possible with flowers, low lighting and music from the piano, it has never felt less so.Clearing my throat, I dig into my steak with my fork. “Where is this party?”“In Rosethorne.”I nod. “And how long shall we be staying there so I’ll know how to direct my maid when packing?”“A week should do,” is his clipped response.The cold emanating from him drops the temperature in the room several degrees. He’s trying to pretend to be happy merely because today is our anniversary but I know he really isn’t. Of course I know. He’s my husband. I can read him like the back of my hand.Pushing back from the table, I stand and walk over to
Filthy, Dirty Desires: An Erotica Anthology Abigail and Her Uncle 4
ABIGAILThe words are barely out of Uncle Connor’s mouth when he slams me down his huge penis.A scream threatens to rip from my throat so I quickly slam my forearm against my mouth to muffle it. With my second hand holding onto his shoulder, Uncle Connor yanks me up and down his length, powering into me at the same time.He feels like he’s splitting my insides, his penis slithering along my intimate walls like a fat snake intent on touching every single spot inside me. He seems mad that I didn’t tell him I was a virgin before hand yet he fucks into me like the news has managed to turn him on even more.He can act mad all he wants but I did feel how his penis had jumped inside me when I confirmed his suspicion. He likes it. He also seems hell bent on delivering through on his promise because he’s slamming inside me so hard, the blanket begins to slide free from around my shoulders.My toes dig into the couch helplessly, my core pulsing around his thick rod. The pain from his ruthless
Filthy, Dirty Desires: An Erotica Anthology Abigail and Her Uncle 3
CONNOR We’re all sitting in the living room watching a show the family seems to love.Derrick and his wife, Frances, are sitting on a long couch, I take the other long couch while Abigail sits on a single couch near mine.I’m sort of glad my brother came home when he did because I had been about to make a bloody mistake that I would have ended up regretting, even though I also regret not getting to make her cum.The taste of her pussy still lingers in my mouth, musky and sublime, and even the meal I had for dinner had not been able to get rid of it.Anytime I swipe my tongue over my lip, I swear I can taste her. And whenever I close my eyes, the vision of her legs spread wide, that tight pink cunt glistening up at me haunts me. I’ve been walking around with a hard on all day and I cannot wait to retire for the night so I can rub one out.Frances laughs and makes comments to which her husband replies, while I sneak glances at Abigail. She’s wearing a night gown right now and her nippl
Filthy, Dirty Desires: An Erotica Anthology Abigail and Her Uncle 2
ABIGAILI moan into Uncle Connor’s mouth, shocked at the intensity witch which he devours me.Making my interest on him known had been a risky gamble and a small part of me had wanted to shy away from it and run while I still could but the bigger side of me--the side that had found him so ridiculously hot that I hadn’t been able to fight the attraction--refused to let me leave without trying my luck.And I’d lucked out.Curving that burly frame over my smaller one, his big hand grabs a hand-full of my ass cheeks, squeezing hard enough that he rocks me onto my toes, the roughness of his touch sending a rush of desire travelling through me.Uncle Connor rips his mouth away from mine, his chest flying up and down with the force of his breaths. “We shouldn’t be doing this, Abigail.” His lips travel down the side of my neck even as he says those words, leaving open mouthed kisses on my skin that makes me burn and angle my head for more.“I’m sorry,” I whisper.What am I sorry for?Seducing
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