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Stranger In The House Of Mirrors Pt5
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2026-02-16 16:59:09
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Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Race Me Claim Me Pt3
Chapter 3I shove off him abruptly, my pussy glistening, my thighs trembling. Roman gasps for air, his face a mess, his lips swollen and red, and I don’t give him time to recover. I grab his hair and haul him off the bench, spinning him around before he can get his bearings. His chest hits the gritty floor, his cock dragging through the dust, and I press my boot between his shoulder blades, shoving him flat. “Stay,” I order, and he obeys, his breath coming in ragged bursts, his ass in the air, his hole already twitching like it knows what’s coming.I grab the frayed rope from the shelf above the bench, the fibers rough against my palms. It’s old, brittle in places, but it’ll hold. I drop to my knees behind him, my bare tits pressing against his back as I yank his wrists behind him, binding them tight. The rope bites into his skin, his knuckles turning white, and I tie it off with a brutal knot, testing it with a sharp tug. He grunts, his shoulders straining, but he doesn’t fight. Go
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Race Me Claim Me Pt2
Chapter 2The moment the first boot crunches on gravel behind us, I shove Roman backward into a nearby gas station, my fingers digging into the leather of his jacket like claws. The air is thick with the scent of rust and old oil, and the fluorescent buzz of the bar’s neon sign shines through the broken windows, casting long shadows across the cracked concrete. It’s just enough light to see the way his pupils blow wide when I slam him against the wall.His breath hitches, not from pain, but from the way I crowd into his space, my thigh pressing between his legs, my free hand fisting in his hair. The voices outside are getting louder, some drunk asshole laughing about how we probably just went in there to fuck, and god, the way Roman’s lips twitch at that, like he’s about to say something smart. I don’t let him. My teeth sink into his bottom lip, hard enough to taste copper, and I drag him deeper into the darkness, toward the back where the old repair bay. The floor is littered wit
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Race Me Claim Me
Chapter 1 The air in The Rusty Spur is thick with the scent of whiskey, stale cigarettes, and the low hum of neon buzzing against the grimy windows. I lean back in the cracked leather booth, my boots propped up on the edge of the table, the heels digging into the wood just enough to leave a mark. Roman sits across from me, his broad shoulders barely contained by the worn vinyl, his dark eyes locked onto mine like he’s trying to unravel me with just a look. He’s all rough edges and quiet, the kind of man who thinks he can outlast me just by staring. Cute.I take a slow drag from my cigarette, letting the smoke curl between my lips before exhaling in his direction. “You’re staring,” I say, my voice low, amused. “Either buy me a drink or put your money where your mouth is.”Roman’s fingers tap against the glass of bourbon in front of him, slow and deliberate, like he’s counting the seconds until he gets what he wants. “I’ve got a better idea.” His voice is rough, the kind of gravel t
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) The Queen’s Boy Toy Pt 5
Chapter 5The queen’s fingers trailed down my cheek, her touch gentle after the brutality of moments before. My cock still twitched between my legs, spent but not satisfied, not really. Never enough with her. Her nails dug in just enough to remind me who owned me, who decided when I got to breathe, when I got to come, when I got to exist in this space between us. Then her hand dropped away, and I heard the faint chime of metal against stone.I didn’t dare lift my head. Not yet.The sound came again and it sounded like a chain, uncoiling. My stomach twisted.what the fuck is that? I’d heard it before, in the dungeons beneath the palace, where prisoners were led in collars, where the queen’s enemies were broken before they were even given the mercy of a blade. My pulse hammered in my throat as she stepped away, the rustle of her moving toward the heavy oak chest in the corner. The one I’d never seen opened.When she turned back, the leash was already in her hand. It was thick black l
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) The Queen’s Boy Toy Pt 4
Chapter 4“You like seeing what a mess you’ve made of me?” My free hand trailed down my stomach, my fingers slipping between my thighs, gathering the slick heat there. I brought them to his lips, painting them with my arousal. “Taste it.”His tongue darted out, lapping at my fingers, his eyes never leaving mine. The sight of him like this, obedient, desperate and starving made my pulse roar in my ears. I released his hair, only to grab his chin, my nails digging into his skin. “Clean me,” I ordered, shoving him forward.He didn’t hesitate. His mouth sealed over the bite mark on my throat, his tongue swirling, soothing the sting even as his teeth grazed the sensitive skin. A shudder ran through me, my nails scraping against his scalp. “Harder,” I demanded, and he obeyed, sucking until I gasped, the pleasure-pain making my knees weak. His hands came up, gripping my waist, his fingers spreading over the bruises he’d left, like he was memorizing the shape of them. Like he was proud.I
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) The Queen’s Boy Toy Pt 3
Chapter 3My fingers still curled around Kaelen’s cock, his length twitching weakly in my grip, spent but not quite soft. The air between us was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and the crushed jasmine beneath our feet. His breath came in ragged bursts, his chest rising and falling against the stone wall, his forehead pressed to the cool surface as if praying for strength. Or mercy. Neither of which I intended to give.I leaned in, my lips brushing the shell of his ear. “You’re still hard,” I murmured, my voice a velvet blade. “Pathetic.” My thumb traced the slick head of his cock, gathering the remnants of his release, and I brought it to my lips, tasting him with a slow, deliberate flick of my tongue. His body shuddered, a broken sound escaping him. “And you think that’s enough?” My free hand tangled in his hair, yanking his head back so he was forced to meet my gaze. His eyes were blown wide, his lips parted and swollen from kissing, from biting, from the filthy things he’d
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