MasukOCTAVIA ADLER. The night was peaceful, too peaceful, and if I didn’t know how it could be interpreted as, I would have hoped not to wake up. Just lay in bed, and in the arms of the man I loved the most in the world. Things like these…. Moments like these are the kinds I wished would never end no matter what. The light brightness from the sun managed its way into the room when I turned, and it felt as though I was already awake and outside. Groaning, I shielded my eyes from the light to see that I didn’t need to do that, I heard voices before the sound of the curtains, and soon, everywhere was dark and comfortable. Slowly, I opened my eyes, every bone and muscle in my body also coming awake and alive, and I was hit with the familiar scent and warmth of the morning. “You’re awake.” His voice came, it was low and almost as if he was scared that if he spoke any louder, he would have scared me. “Princess?” He called again and I was staring completely into his eyes. Aidan flashed me a
ENZO DE-LUCA. “Fuckkk.” I growled, my left hand tightening around the steering wheeled as my head lulled forward until it was resting on the wheel. My right hand was still wrapped around my cock that was slowly going soft, and I let out another heavy sigh, my chest heaving with every breath I took. My vision was hazy, and my heart so full that I thought my ribcage was starting to get too small for it. A small smile tugged at the side of my lips as I stared at my phone screen. Maeve was lying completely spent on the bed, her legs spread widely, I could also hear her heavy breathing and with my gaze fixed on the wet bedsheets, it took every single thing I had in me to not drive back to her place. Smiling, I took a picture of the mess I made in my car and attached it to the next message I was going to send to her. My heart was racing, my breathing paced. Me: *attachment* Look what you did. I hit send as soon as I typed the message and seconds later, her typing bubble appeared befo
FELIX’S POV. Penelope let out a sensual chuckle that was enough to let me know just how much she was also yearning to be used. How much she’d waited for this even though she was always pretending she didn’t want it. I was elated, my cock despite already spewing out as much cum as I could let out back in the car, was already getting even harder, and even though Penelope and Dustin were in front of me, I saw Dustin look back at me. That dude has to swing both ways, no straight man would look at another man’s cock and get a boner. “You keep looking at his cock, and he might as well be the one fucking you instead of you fucking me.” Penelope said, her voice sultry as the tip of her tongue came out to wet her lower lip. Dustin should have known that staring that intensely would get him noticed by my wife, but he didn’t seem to mind as he only let out a low laugh. “That wouldn’t be so bad, would it?” I questioned, walking behind them, half expecting Dustin to tell me he doesn’t do tha
The space fell so silent that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard, and just as suddenly, laughter and relieved chatter filled the air around the medical tent as the nurses clustered near Alex, their voices overlapping in a warm, grateful wave. One of the nurses couldn’t help but rush over to Alex, a bright smile on her face. It was the nurse who had wanted to pull the rod out before they started treatment. Her cheeks were streaked with tears, and she grabbed his forearm gently, her eyes shining with tears she refused to let fall. “Doctor Alex, I… thank you…. I was going to… and…. Oh my god! You saved him. You really saved him.” Another nurse, younger with wide eyes still wide from the ordeal, stepped closer, wiping her bloody hands on her apron. “We all thought it was over.” The nurse said. “We were already thinking about how we’d tell his family, how we’d prepare the body. The bleeding, that pole sticking out… it looked impossible….” Her voice trailed off as she looke
AALIYAH’S POV.“Ahh! Imam! Oh…. Allah! Fuck, my pussy!” A familiar voice called from the Imam’s private room, causing me to stop in my tracks as I blinked.There’s no way I was hearing things right, there’s no way such a vulgar word and disgusting sound was coming from the Imam’s office.“My pussy is stretching out, Imam! Your cock…. Your cock is stretching my cunt out.” The familiar feminine voice moaned and my eyes widened in shock as I stopped dead in my tracks.The sound impaled me to the spot, my legs could barely move anymore and it was as though I’d been paralyzed as the lecherous sounds kept coming.No. No. There’s no way that’s my sister’s voice. There’s no way my sister and the Imam are having sex!I was in denial but the moans and groans were real, the voice was too familiar and even if I was in a coma, I would know that’s my twin sister’s voice!But, having sex with the Imam, a religious leader, right in the mosque, that’s just—“Fuck, Imam, It’s toooo much…. Oh Allah it h
RILEY. I stare at him. I can’t do that. I know I can’t. But, my body is already shivering with pure, sick excitement. I want to tell him the money isn’t worth this, but the lie tastes like ash in my mouth because I want the money. And not just the money…. I want whatever the fuck he is about to do to me even more. He extends one hand, and a short black leather crop, a pair of heavy nipple clamps connected by a thin chain, a thick vibrating butt plug, and a small, powerful clit suction toy appear in his palm like he simply decided they should exist. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE? In his other hand, there is a sturdy black collar and a matching leash. On his face, a smile that makes me feel as though I’m about to be reduced to something completely and utterly beneath me. “On all fours.” He orders, and I want to refuse, but my body drops to the carpet before the thought finishes. My tits hang heavy, my ass is in the air, and my cunt is so open and wet I can feel cool air kissing
MARIAN.His eyes stay on me, and it feels as though I’m in a staring contest with him, a contest I know all too well that I’m going to lose, and true to that, I did not just blink, but I also looked away.When he looks at me like that, I think in directions I shouldn’t. I start imagining things I k
MARIAN.My eyes grow wide at the sound of the voice, and I can hear my heart racing as if it’s desperately trying to tear through my ribs. My head still pounds, but the rest of my muscles feel relaxed, so I’m guessing the headache is because of how much whiskey I consumed.Running my fingers throug
MARIAN. The VIP section is quiet as I feel all four brother’s eyes on me. My body burns, and my grip around my clutch tightens so hard that my knuckles turn white, it’s almost as if it’s the only thing I’m looking to as an anchor. A low guttural laugh emanates from Zayden as he stands to his feet
MARIAN.“Let’s get a divorce, Marian.”My eyes widen, but not because of the statement, but because of how much thought he has put into getting a divorce.Well, at least that proves he’ll put effort into something if it means getting away from me—the woman who stuck with him for ten years, and hand







