Lahat ng Kabanata ng ILLICIT DADDIES: DARK, DIRTY & DANGEROUS [COMPILATION]: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

NINA. I ran my finger over Zane’s pink cap, it was so soft and the skin moved smoothly. Then I ran my hand down his length, tracing the veins and nerves. He was at least six inches and his cap was damn huge. Next to Zane, Malik also pulled down his trousers and I grabbed his cock with my other hand. Stroking both of them. Both their cocks were huge and I wanted them inside of me badly. My pussy clenched with anticipation. I was already dreaming of the two of them drilling me. Pounding into me incessantly. I got hungry, and needed them in my mouth. I pushed Zane’s cock in my mouth first and I felt him tense up even more. I rolled my tongue over his cock, drenching the tip of my tongue over his cap. He relaxed, a moan slipping off his mouth. I moved on, pushing my head lower until his cap was hitting my throat. “Oh damn, she can deep throat!” Malike exclaimed. I was still stroking him, relishing the feeling of his shaft in my palm. Zane's throat rumbled quietly, he grab

NINA. Knox pulled my skirt off my legs completely rendering me naked. “What are you doing?!” I tried to protest, but my voice hoarse from repeating the words he told me to over and over. “What does it seem like?” He growled, one of his hands still pressed on my back making it hard for me to move. Yet, his hand on my neck spread tingles of pleasure through my body in ways that I couldn't explain. I heard the ruffling of his belt, before his trousers hit the marble floor. He came up behind me, spread his legs. By this time, I knew exactly what he was up to. “I am simply claiming what is mine.” “Fuck you!” I growled, trying to fight the sparks his closeness brought. His cock nudged my opening and the next second, he shoved himself inside of me. My eyes instantly rolled up. Pleasure pulled in my stomach. He filled up my insides instantly, and I felt his cock becoming even bigger. “You belong to me. No one is allowed to touch you!” He growled, thrusting into me now. Moans sp

PEARL“Oh my goodness, they’re going to…” My excited squeals ceased the moment the TV went off.I turned disbelieving eyes to see him holding the remote and changing the channel to watch football.Anger surged.I made a grab for the remote, but he easily just waved it out of my reach.Growls rumbled low in my throat, I rose from the seat. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”“What?” He shrugged, walking to the fridge to get a bottle of beer. He returned, sat and held onto the remote, not letting go of it.“What is wrong with you, Dominic?! You do this all the time!” I whined, anger edging my tone.“So?” He quirked a brow, a corner of his mouth in a smirk. “What are you going to do about it, Oyster?”My face went beet red, my hands curled, “do not call me that!”“Or what…” He taunted further, “…Oyster?”I gritted my teeth, “fuck you.” I muttered, storming off to my room.I hated that jerk so much, I thought maliciously. He had always teased me since when we were kids and being the older

PEARLThe kiss was hard and rough. Dominating and intense.My body yearned for it. My pussy dripped for more.He took total control, eat out my mouth like he was eating my pussy.His tongue clashed with mine, exerting dominance, shoving down my throat hard. Our spittles merged and we swallowed each other’s ball of spits.“Mmm…” I moaned, hoping he would eat out my pussy like this as well.His hand came back to my throat, his grip tighten just enough for me to understand he was in charge, and I wanted him to be in charge.He pulled back, his other hand crawled to the back of my butt and smacked hard. His finger traced the distressed edge of the bum short that barely covered my bum.“You let men ogle you in this, Oyster.” He continued, voice now thickened my the same desire swimming in his eyes, “you fucking disobeyed me and though you’ve promised never to let it happen again, you’ll be punished for this. Is that clear?” His finger had traced to the front of the distressed bum short, al

YARA “Oh my God! Can you believe it?!” I squealed, excitement rippling through me. “Tonight is the night!” “Relax, Yara,” My best friend, Phoebe, chuckled, giving me an amused stare. “You don’t have to get all excited.” “Why?” I turned away from the mirror, the brush still in my hand, my smile determined to remain in place, “I’ve waited so long for tonight, Pheeb, and you know it. I’m officially eighteen and legally an adult. I can do whatever I want, which includes having sex without being judged as a minor.” Another amused chuckle from her, “you must have been dreaming about having sex for you to be this excited over it.” My grin widened, “of course. Have you forgotten how Zayn would tease me, calling me Virgin Mary. Chaste Child. And all sorts of demeaning names.” My smile suddenly morphed into a deep, angry frown. Stupid Zayn! How I wish mom hadn’t married Ben, Zayn’s father. My life would have been so peaceful. No bullying or teasing from a cocky bastard who always looked