NAUGHTY FANTASIES (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Chapter 3Liam’s fingers flex against my throat, his thumb pressing just under my jaw, forcing my head back against the pillow. His breath is hot in my ear, his voice a rough growl that vibrates through me. "You want us to stop, baby?" His grip tightens, just enough to make my pulse hammer against his palm, my vision flickering at the edges. My lips part, but no sound comes out. Not yet.Ray doesn’t stop. His fingers curl inside me, dragging against that spot that makes my hips jerk uselessly against the mattress. "Or" Liam’s other hand slides down, his knuckles grazing the side of my breast before his fingers dig into my hip, holding me still. "do you want Ethan to finally bury that thick cock in your mouth while Ray makes you come again?"The words hit me like a slap. My body clenches around Ray’s fingers, a fresh gush of wetness soaking his hand, my thighs. Fuck. I can’t even pretend I don’t want it. My nipples are hard enough to ache, my skin too sensitive, every touch burning.

Chapter 5My ass is in the air, my face pressed into the mattress as he kneels behind me, his cock dragging through my slick folds. “I’m going fuck this tight little cunt now,” he growls, his fingers digging into my flesh. “And you’re gonna take every inch like a good slut.”I barely have time to brace before he slams into me, his cock stretching me wide in one brutal thrust. My scream is muffled by the sheets, my fingers clawing at the bed as he bottoms out inside me. He doesn’t give me a second to adjust, he pulls back and slams into me again, his balls slapping against my clit with every snap of his hips. The bed creaks beneath us, the sound lost under the wet slap of skin and my broken moans.“Fuck, she’s tight,” Ethan groans, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. “Like a fucking vise.”Liam’s weight presses into the bed beside me, his mouth finding mine again as his hand slides under my body, his fingers circling my clit. “You like that, baby?” he murmurs against my

Chapter 2 The door slams against the wall with a force that makes the hinges groan, and before I can even process the intrusion, the room floods with heat and the scent of leather and whiskey. Michael’s boots thud against the hardwood first, his broad frame blocking the light from the hallway, his dark eyes already locked onto where Asher’s cock is still buried inside me. His jaw tightens, nostrils flaring like a bull catching the scent of blood. Behind him, Israel shoves past with a rough laugh, his calloused fingers immediately going to his belt buckle, the metallic clink of it unbuckling sharp in the thick air. Toby and Rico spill in after, their chests heaving, their gazes burning with the same hunger, like they’ve been starved for weeks and I’m the feast laid out before them.Asher doesn’t move. Not at first. His hips are still pressed flush against mine, his cock twitching deep inside me, his cum already leaking out around the stretch of him. His smirks slow and deliberate

Chapter 4The glass bottle in my ass is a solid, unyielding presence, stretching me so wide I can feel every ridge of my own flesh giving way. My breath comes in ragged gasps around Toby’s cock, my throat working to swallow him down as he fucks my mouth with short, brutal thrusts. The weight of the bottle shifts inside me with every movement, pressing against something deep, something that makes my toes curl into the rumpled sheets. I whimper, the sound vibrating around Toby’s shaft, and his fingers tighten in my hair.Then Rico’s breath is hot against my ear, his lips brushing the shell as he murmurs, "You’re taking this so well, baby." His voice is a dark "Think you can handle more?"I don’t get to answer.A cold drizzle splashes against my inner thighs, slick and sudden, and I jerk only for Michael’s hand to slap down on my lower back, pinning me in place. "Stay still, slut," he growls, and the command sends a shameful pulse of heat through me. Then I feel it, the blunt, insiste

Chapter 2The great hall blurs at the edges of my vision, the weight of their hands on my skin heavier now.My breath comes in sharp, uneven bursts as Zephryx’s fingers curl deeper inside me, his thumb pressing firm circles over my clit while Vaelor’s teeth sink into the tender flesh of my shoulder, his other hand gripping my thigh hard enough to leave marks. Dravenyx looms behind me, his grip on my hip possessive, his breath hot against the back of my neck as he growls low, “Ours.”I should stop this, but the word dissolves before it even forms, swallowed by the wet, obscene sounds of my body betraying me, my hips rocking into Zephryx’s touch despite the dozens of eyes still on us. The air is thick with the scent of cedar and something darker, muskier, their arousal and mine, the heady tang of power shifting.Then Dravenyx’s voice cuts through the haze, rough and commanding. “Enough.” His hand slides from my hip to my waist, and before I can protest, he’s lifting me effortlessly, m