All Chapters of ALL YOURS, DADDY: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

I didn’t need more instruction. I reached for Lucian’s belt first. He let me free his cock. It was already hard and heavy. I took him into my mouth while Elias pulled his own out and rubbed it against my cheek. I switched between them, sucking one while stroking the other, spit running down my chin. The wet sounds echoed in the room. The watchers didn’t make a sound, but I could feel their eyes burning into me.Lucian groaned and fisted my hair. “Deeper. Take it all.”I did. I gagged a little but kept going, tears pricking my eyes. Elias praised me softly. “Good girl. Look at you serving your professors like the needy whore you are.”They pulled me up after a few minutes. Lucian laid back on the platform and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his hips. His cock nudged my entrance.“Ride me,” he said.I sank down slowly. The stretch made me moan loud. He filled me so deep. I started moving, rolling my hips, grinding my clit against him with every thrust. My breasts bounced. Lucian’s

I did. Wide. They both stared at my dripping pussy.Lucian crawled between my legs first. He licked me slow and teasing — long strokes of his tongue from my entrance to my clit. I bucked against his face. Elias knelt beside my head and fed me his cock. I sucked him eagerly while Lucian ate me out like a starving man.The pleasure built fast. My moans were muffled around Elias’s thick shaft. Lucian sucked my clit hard and pushed three fingers inside me. I came hard, screaming around Elias’s cock, my whole body shaking against the ropes.They didn’t stop.Lucian flipped me onto my stomach, ass up. He slammed into my pussy in one hard thrust. I cried out at the sudden fullness. He fucked me deep and rough, his hips slapping against my ass. Elias moved in front of me and pushed back into my mouth.They used me like that for a long time — Lucian pounding my pussy, Elias fucking my throat. I came again, then again. My juices ran down my thighs. The ropes dug into my wrists. I loved every se

I lost track of time. Orgasm after orgasm rolled through me. My body shook. Cum from different men landed on my breasts and stomach. They marked me. Claimed me as theirs.Lucian finally pulled me onto all fours. He took my pussy from behind while Elias pushed into my mouth. The rhythm was perfect. Deep and relentless. I was their toy in the center of the circle, and I had never felt more wanted.“Come for us again,” Lucian growled, slapping my ass.I did. Hard. My scream was muffled by Elias’s cock. He came down my throat right after. Lucian filled my pussy with hot spurts.But they kept going.Elias laid down and pulled me on top of him. I sank onto his cock, riding him slow while Lucian pushed into my ass from behind. Double again, but this time in front of everyone. The stretch was intense. The eyes on me made it hotter. I rode them both, moaning loud, no shame left.Other members stroked themselves while they watched. A few couples touched each other. But no one else joined fully.

I bit my lip. Hard. The pain helped ground me. “This is crazy. Mark is your son. We just got married this morning.”Carter’s jaw flexed. He glanced across the room where Mark was chatting with his friends, then back to me. His eyes had gone darker. Hungrier.“And yet here you are, June. Looking at me like you wish it was my ring on your finger instead.”The words hit me like a slap. I should’ve been angry. I should’ve walked away. But the ache between my legs only got worse. My nipples tightened against the lace of my dress.“You’re drunk,” I said weakly.He smirked — that slow, dangerous curve of his lips that made my stomach clench. “I had one whiskey. You’re the one who’s flushed and breathing like you just ran a mile.”I couldn’t deny it. My chest rose and fell too fast. I felt dizzy, overheated, *alive* in a way I hadn’t felt all day.Carter shifted so his body blocked me from most of the room. One of his hands rested on the table beside me, caging me in without actually touching

The morning after the wedding, sunlight poured through the hotel curtains like it was mocking me. Mark slept soundly beside me, one arm draped over my waist. His breathing was steady and peaceful. I lay there staring at the ceiling, my body still buzzing from last night. Carter’s words kept echoing in my head. The way his thumb had felt against my lip. The heat of him pressed against me on that terrace.I hadn’t slept much. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face. Felt his hand on my waist. I squeezed my thighs together under the sheets, ashamed at how quickly my body responded. Mark stirred, pulled me closer, and kissed my shoulder. I forced a smile and let him.But it wasn’t his touch I craved.The whole day dragged. Brunch with family, photos, small talk. Carter was everywhere and nowhere. He’d nod politely when our eyes met, but that intense stare from last night was still there, simmering underneath. Once, when I reached for a glass on the table, his fingers brushed mine. No