FAZER LOGINSienna's POVProfessor Malachi Thorne is the reason I'm failing Literary Theory.Not because the subject is hard. Because the man stands at the front of the lecture hall in rolled sleeves, those forearms on full display, a voice so low it makes my pussy throb.I stopped absorbing information the day he walked in and wrote his name on the board. With his dark, tousled hair, sharp jaw, and blue eyes behind his glasses that seem to catch mine.I've been touching myself through his lectures for two months. Not at home to the memory of him — in class. Right there in the front row, hand pressed flat between my thighs, rubbing circles through my underwear while he lectures.Every time he makes eye contact my fingers press harder. Every time that voice drops on a particular word, my thighs clamp around my own hand.I am failing because I spend his class periods half out of my mind and soaking wet and I cannot make myself stop.So I've made a decision to do something about it.I'm standing out
Nadia’s POVHe leads me by the leash from the dungeon's cold stone into a warm, dimly-lit bedroom.My legs are shaky and my body feels like a masterpiece of beautiful damage. I can still feel his cum leaking from my pussy, a slow, intimate mark of ownership.When we reach the foot of the massive dark-wood bed, I don't wait for an order. I lower myself and crawl on all fours, the presentation of a well-trained animal."On your back. Legs spread wide and hold them behind your knees."I obey without hesitation, rolling onto my back, pulling my legs up and apart, folding myself in half to expose the most used parts of me without a shred of modesty.He crawls onto the bed and kneels between my thighs, looking down at my wrecked pussy with a reverence that borders on the obscene."Such a pretty, sloppy mess." He drags two fingers through the leaking cum that gloops from my hole. "Two loads and you're still hungry. Your cunt is still winking at me, begging for more. What a perfect, insatiabl
Nadia’s POVThe leather straps lock my wrists above my head and my ankles to the base of the cross and I'm spread open facing him with my back against the wood and his cum still leaking down my thighs from the bench.He lights the candle, and olds it above my collarbone. The flame flickers and the first drop of wax hits my skin. The burn makes me gasp and jerk against the restraints.The heat is sharp for one second, then settles into a warmth that spreads outward and pulses between my legs.“Oh, you felt that, didn’t you?” he murmurs, tilting the candle again. He trails a slow, deliberate path of fire down my stomach."Don't move," he says, tilting the candle. Another drop between my tits. The wax hits and hardens and the burn-to-warmth cycle sends a clench through my pussy."Killian, it's hot, please—""It's supposed to be hot." He drips a line of wax from my sternum down to my navel and my stomach muscles twitch and contract under every drop. "Your cunt just clenched. I can see it
Nadia's POVHe leads me by the leash across the dungeon floor. My legs are still shaky from the orgasm on his tongue, and his cum is still dripping down my chin onto my breasts.I feel filthy, exposed, and more alive than I’ve ever felt.“On the bench, face down,” Killian orders.I obey without hesitation, climbing onto the padded leather surface. He straps my wrists into the leather cuffs on either side, then spreads my legs and locks my ankles to the bench legs.I’m completely immobilized — ass raised high, tits pressed against the cool leather, pussy exposed and dripping. I can’t move anything except my fingers and toes.I’ve never felt more vulnerable and helpless in my life.I hear him walk behind me, the soft click of the cabinet opening, and then the soft swish of leather tails cutting through the air as he tests the weight of whatever he's selected.The anticipation is its own kind of torture. Every second of silence makes my cunt clench around nothing."You've been very patie
Nadia's POVI’m lying in bed with two fingers circling my swollen clit, listening to my neighbor fuck another woman through the thin wall.It’s the third time tonight, and I’m wondering if he ever gets tired.His voice is low, commanding, and rough with dominance. I can’t make out every word, but the tone alone is enough — that deep tone of a man who knows exactly what his cock is doing to someone.The sounds echo in my room. The sharp crack of skin on skin. A woman's broken moans, and the rhythmic thud of a bedframe hammering against the wall in time with her cries.My pussy clenches hard around nothing as I rub faster, chasing another orgasm that I already know won’t be enough.It’s been three weeks of this since he moved in. And every night I end up like this — pathetic, soaked, face buried in my pillow so he won’t hear me while I cum to the sound of him ruining someone else.The woman on the other side of the wall screams as she comes. I cum at the same time with her. My own orga
Bella's POVThe silk tie stays tight over my eyes, keeping me trapped in complete darkness.My body is trembling uncontrollably, oversensitive, and dripping with the mixed cum of all three of my stepbrothers. Shame and raw, overwhelming arousal twist violently inside my chest. This is so wrong. They’re my stepbrothers. But the fire burning between my legs is stronger than any guilt. I don’t want them to stop. I want them to ruin me completely.“Last round, little sis,” Jude says, his voice thick with dark hunger. “No more guessing games. We’re going to fill every single hole until this greedy body knows exactly who it belongs to.”Strong hands grip my hips and flip me onto my back. Cade slides beneath me, pulling my back flush against his chest. His thick cock presses insistently against my ass.“Relax for me, Bella,” Cade murmurs, but there’s nothing gentle in his tone. “We’re going to stretch both this tight little ass and your cum-filled pussy at the same time.”My breath catches
Mara’s POVDeclan fucks me bent over the counter with a force that rattles the dishes in the cabinets. His cock is long and curved and the upward angle hits my front wall on every stroke.My pussy is so wet the sound of him inside me is filthy and loud."Listen to that," Declan says, slamming into
Mara’s POVI caught my boyfriend fucking someone in our bed forty minutes ago.Saw her face, his bare ass, the way he whispered baby to a woman who wasn't me. Then I took my keys and drove to his father's house with mascara running down my face and rage burning the tears dry.Garrett opens the door
Kat’s POVMilo lies on the bench and pulls me on top. I sink onto his cock and the stretch still makes me gasp because every entry feels new when your walls are this raw.I feel him sliding through the slickness inside me, cum and arousal and the remnants of every man who's been in me tonight. The
Kat’s POVThe shower spray hits my skin and washes the tears, spit and sweat off my body. For three seconds it feels like a reset.Then all three of them step in with me.Jaxon pushes me against the tile, so my back is lined with the wall. He lifts my leg over his hip and drives into me in one thru







