Semua Bab Filthy Obsessions. A Filthy Collection Of Forbidden Desires: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Francesa’s POVFrancesa woke up like she had died and gone to heaven.Her whole body was loose, her pussy still sore, her neck tingling where Elijah had bitten her.She stretched, groaned, and then her eyes opened wide.“Dios mío… I sleep like pig,” she muttered, rubbing her eyes. “Best sex… best sleep… ayyy, my mama never believe me if I tell her. She kill me with slipper if she know I fuck vampire.”She scream, she faint, she throw me holy water.” Francesa laughed, covering her face with her handsShe laughed at herself and touched her neck where the bite mark should have been. Nothing. Smooth skin. Not even sore.“Carajo…” she whispered, smirking. “He bite me like steak, but see? Nothing! I magic pussy, maybe.”Her stomach growled loud.“Shut up!” she shouted at her belly, then giggled. “Mama always say I eat too much… but look at me now, hungry after big vampire dick. Ay, mama, you proud?”She stood up, noticing the bed was empty.“Elijah?” she called in her heavy accent. “Señor je

“Señor Elijah, why you no talk to me, ah?” Francesa stood in the big living room, hands on her hips, broom still in her grip. “You act like niño pequeño. Baby man. Ignoring me all day.”Elijah sat in the corner chair, his pale face unreadable, his black eyes following her but not a single word leaving his lips.“You hear me, sí?” she snapped, stamping her foot. “I talk, I talk, and you—nada. Nothing! You think I stupid?”He didn’t answer. Just stared at her.Her phone rang. It was her madame. She picked it up quickly. “Hola, madame… sí, sí, I am fine. No, I no run away like the other girls. I stay. Even if boss here act like niño loco today. He is cold. More cold than freezer.”Elijah’s jaw twitched, but he still said nothing.Francesa raised her voice on purpose, so he could hear. “I stay, madame. He ignore me, but I no care. He behave like child. But I stay. Bye-bye.” She hung up and glared at him.“Elijah,” she said, throwing the broom down. “Since last night, when you say ‘uncle’

His hand dragged down her arm, slow and rough, until he gripped her wrist and pulled it over his lap. She felt the thick outline pressing under his pants—his big, straining cuck.Her lips parted. A tiny whimper escaped before she could stop it.He smirked. “Yeah. Feel that? That’s what you do to me, stepsis. You think I can just walk away now?”She tried to twist free, panic and heat fighting in her chest. “I—I can’t. We can’t”“Oh, we can.” His eyes narrowed. “Or I tell Mom exactly what you’ve been doing every night. You want her to know her precious daughter is the club’s favorite whore? Or do you want to give me the dance I paid for?”Her breath hitched. She wanted to scream, to slap him, to bolt for the door—but instead she stood frozen, her thighs squeezing together, her panties already damp from the way he said dance I paid for.He dragged the chair back and sat down, legs spread wide, his pants straining over his rising cuck. He pulled out his phone, turned the camera on, and t

Bella’s heart nearly stopped when the VIP door creaked open.Her manager, Bob, leaned in—sharp suit, perfectly styled hair, rainbow wristband glinting in the dim light. His eyes landed on Dominic’s broad shoulders, Bella’s flushed face, and the mess between her trembling thighs.For a split second, silence hung in the room.Then Bob arched a brow, lips curling. “Mmm… baby girl, I knew you had a wild side. But damn, if I had that kind of ass in front of me, I’d never make it back to work.”Bella’s face went scarlet. “Bob”He wagged a finger. “Relax, sugar. I don’t swing your way. But if I did? Oh, I’d be the one bent over, begging for him to ruin me.” He winked at Dom, who only smirked.Dominic tilted his head lazily, still seated like a king, his phone recording Bella’s trembling body. “Good thing you’re not competition, huh?”Bob let out a dramatic sigh. “Tragic, really. Now, princess, I’d love to stay and watch, but I’ve got payroll to run. Round it up, clean yourself, and get out t

Bella felt hot all over, every inch of her body humming with the memory of what Dom had done to her last night even though the morning air was cool. Her thighs still ached from where he’d spread her open on the kitchen counter, her lips still swollen from biting back cries while her mother laughed in the living room.Now here she was, standing with her parents at the airport drop-off, pretending she was just an innocent daughter saying goodbye while her stepbrother stood tall at her side, his secret pressed between his jeans.Her mom leaned down, brushing Bella’s hair back and kissing her forehead.“Be good while we’re away, alright? No trouble.”Bella forced a smile, her cheeks burning because trouble was already in her veins. If her mom had walked in just five minutes earlier last night, she would have seen Bella bent over, Dom whispering filth in her ear while he filled her tight little body.Then her stepdad stepped forward. He kissed her cheek, but his eyes flicked sideways towa