เข้าสู่ระบบChapter 2"Uhmmm Let go," I say, pulling back, but he doesn't budge. The other guys are standing up now, moving in, closing the circle around me. The room feels tiny, shrinking with every second they step closer."We’re going to teach you," Leo says, his voice low. "Since you’re so inexperienced.""Stop it," I say, my voice shaking. "This isn't funny.""Who’s laughing?" Jason asks. He reaches out and tugs the hem of my oversized t-shirt. "Let's see what we're working with."Panic flares in my chest, sharp and bright. I try to twist away, but there are hands everywhere…on my shoulders, my arms, my waist. They lift me up effortlessly. I’m weightless in their grip. They shove me backward, and my back hits the cold, hard surface of the study table. Books and papers go flying, crashing to the floor in a mess."Get off me!" I whisper as my pussy beats, but the sound is cut short as hands grab my ankles, yanking my legs apart. There are too many of them. They are strong, fueled by adrenali
Chapter 1It’s three in the morning, and the air in Derek’s dorm room is stale, and thick with the smell of stale coffee and boy sweat. Textbooks are scattered everywhere, open pages highlighted in neon yellows and pinks, filled with formulas and dates we need to memorize by sunrise.I shift my weight on the floor, my legs cramping from sitting cross-legged for too long. My back presses against the side of the bed frame. There are five of them crammed into this tiny space…Derek, Jason, Leo, Sam, and Mark and just me.They are loud, restless, their energy spiking and crashing with every caffeine shot. I stay quiet, clutching my highlighter like a lifeline, trying to make myself small. I’m the only one not failing Intro to Stats, which is why I’m here, but the dynamic is clear. I’m the tutor, the shy girl who sits in the front row, the one who doesn’t go to parties."Okay, explain the standard deviation again," Sam groans, rubbing a hand over his face. He looks wrecked, dark circles
Chapter 5 Riley’s PovMy eyes flutter open, the weight of Marcus's body still pressing me into the floorboards. The room is silent except for our ragged breathing, the storm outside having passed into an eerie calm. But the peace doesn't last. Marcus shifts above me, his cock already hardening again against my thigh."Did you think we were done?" His voice is a low growl against my ear. "I haven't finished with you yet."Before I can respond, he grips my arm, yanking me to my feet. My legs tremble, barely able to support my weight after the brutal fucking he just gave me. My ruined dress hangs in tatters around my body, cum drying on my inner thighs, bite marks stinging my neck and breasts."Outside," he commands, dragging me toward the patio door. "Now."The cool night air hits my skin as he slides the door open, the scent of rain and damp earth filling my lungs. The patio stones are wet beneath my bare feet, slick with the storm's aftermath. In the distance, I can see lights on
Chapter 4 Uncle’s PovI watch her trembling on the floor, a beautiful mess of sweat and cum, her dress ruined around her hips. My fingers are still coated with her juices, the scent thick in the humid air. The storm outside has reduced and isn’t as loud anymore.I crouch down, bringing my slick fingers to her face. Her eyes flutter open, hazy and unfocused. "Taste how fucking desperate you are," I growl, smearing her own cum across her lips. The glistening fluid coats her mouth, some of it dripping down her chin. Her tongue darts out instinctively, tasting what I've left there.Before she can react, I crash my mouth against hers. My tongue forces past her teeth, brutal and demanding, making her swallow every drop of her own arousal. I kiss her like I own her, because well…I do. My tongue invades her mouth, claiming every inch, mixing our saliva with her cum. She's breathless when I pull back, her lips swollen and bruised-looking.Then I drop to my knees in front of her. The hardwo
Chapter 4 Uncle’s PovI watch her trembling on the floor, a beautiful mess of sweat and cum, her dress ruined around her hips. My fingers are still coated with her juices, the scent thick in the humid air. The storm outside has reduced and isn’t as loud anymore.I crouch down, bringing my slick fingers to her face. Her eyes flutter open, hazy and unfocused. "Taste how fucking desperate you are," I growl, smearing her own cum across her lips. The glistening fluid coats her mouth, some of it dripping down her chin. Her tongue darts out instinctively, tasting what I've left there.Before she can react, I crash my mouth against hers. My tongue forces past her teeth, brutal and demanding, making her swallow every drop of her own arousal. I kiss her like I own her, because well…I do. My tongue invades her mouth, claiming every inch, mixing our saliva with her cum. She's breathless when I pull back, her lips swollen and bruised-looking.Then I drop to my knees in front of her. The hardwo
Chapter 3I'm still trembling, the aftershocks of my orgasm rippling through my body as Marcus's fingers remain buried inside me. His other hand rests on my hip, possessive and firm. "Look at you," he murmurs against my ear, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through my chest. "Still shaking. Still so fucking wet for me."Before I can respond, the first drops of rain begin to hit the roof, Its a soft drizzle at first then it quickly builds to a steady drumming. Marcus shifts beneath me, and in one fluid motion, he stands, lifting me with him as if I weigh nothing. My legs automatically wrap around his waist, my dress bunching around my hips as he carries me through the dark dining room.He reaches the window, and this time I see everything, the way his muscles strain as he holds me, the dark fabric of his trousers against my bare thighs, his hand still cupped between my legs. The rain is coming down in sheets now, pounding against the glass "You like being watched, don't you?" h
Chapter 2 The ropes bite into my wrists as I arch my back, the ropes pulling against my skin. My breath comes slow and harsh, each exhale hurts. Kael’s fingers still linger on my thigh, his touch possessive, but his grip loosens just enough for me to shift. The moment he thinks he’s won, the mo
Chapter 5We are on our way to his home, now back in the carriage.My skin still hums from the way his fingers brushed my waist when he helped me into the seat, the way his breath warmed the shell of my ear as he murmured something about patience.As if I had no left to spare.The moment the carria
Chapter 4A blonde woman, tall and willowy, with a brown gown made of emerald silk that clings to her hips and ass.I move toward Rhysand with confidence.A blonde woman, tall and willowy, with a brown gown made of emerald silk that clings to her hips and ass.I move toward Rhysand with confidence.
Chapter 3 The carriage jolts forward, the iron wheels grinding against cobblestones as we leave the city behind.The velvet curtains are drawn, sealing us in darkness, but I don’t need light to know Rhysand is watching me.His presence is a weight on its own, a heat that presses against my skin ev







