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96 hours with Mafia Lord XERCER

The next morning was quiet. I woke up alone. The sheets were cold where Xercer had been. I wasn't in his massive room anymore; I was back in my guest room. It felt like the night before was just a wild dream. There was a soft knock. The same maid from before walked in. She looked at me with a small smile. "Good morning, Miss Uriel," she said. "Lord Xercer said to tell you the ninety-six hours are over. If you want to leave, the car is waiting. You are free to go." My heart sank. I thought he would stop me. And for real, I wanted to stay if he did. But he didn't. The leaving was smoother than I had imagined. He wasn't even there. "Thank you," I whispered. The maid handed me a small, heavy package. "He told me to give you this. Your things are inside." I took it and walked out. I didn't look back. Two days later, I was back at the cafe. In the package that was given were those things I thought I lost: my phone, my purse, and a stack of cash that I would never have gotten in four

96 hours with Mafia Lord XERCER

I stood in the center of his massive bedroom, my heart hammering against my ribs. Xercer didn’t move. He just stood there, his arms crossed over his broad chest, his grey eyes tracking every tiny movement I made. "Strip, Uriel," he repeated. My hands were shaking, but I didn't turn away. I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, tossing it to the floor. Then came my leggings. I slid them down my legs, stepping out of them until I stood there in nothing but my thin lace panties. I could feel his gaze like a hot flame licking over my skin. I hooked my fingers into the elastic of my underwear and pushed them down. The last piece of fabric fell to the floor. I was completely bare. Xercer stepped toward me. He didn't say a word. He kept his eyes locked onto mine as he began to unbutton his shirt. One by one, the buttons popped. He tossed the shirt aside, revealing his scarred, muscular chest. Then he unbuckled his belt. The sound of the leather sliding through the l

96 hours with Mafia Lord XERCER (end)

I woke up the next morning feeling heavy and warm. My eyes were still closed, but I felt something wet and hot between my legs. I gasped, my eyes snapping open. The room was bright with morning light. I looked down, and my breath caught in my throat. Xercer was there. He was kneeling at the foot of the bed, his head buried between my thighs. He was naked, his broad, scarred back glowing in the sun. His tongue was moving in slow, expert circles against my center. Lick. Lick. Swirl. "Xercer... what are you doing?" I managed to whisper, my fingers digging into the silk sheets. He didn't say a word. He didn't even look up. He just used his large hands to spread my legs wider, giving him more room to work. He sucked my clit into his mouth, his tongue flickering fast and hard. The sensation was so sharp, so intense, that I cried out. "Mmm-nnn-gh! Ah! Xercer, stop... no, don't stop! Ah! Ah!" I watched him. I watched the way his jaw moved, the way his muscles bunched in his neck as

Sitting on my stepbrothers lap. (Dirty road trip)

I hated this house before I even stepped through the front door. It’s one of those glass-and-steel mansions that feels more like a museum than a home. Cold. Empty. Expensive. Just like the man who bought it. My mom thinks I’m here because I want to "bond." That’s the word she kept using in her emails. Bonding. In reality, I’m only here because if I skipped this trip, I’d be the "difficult daughter" for the rest of the year. My mom has been singing about this camping trip for months. A one-day road trip, two days in the woods. Sounds like a dream if you like nature; sounds like a nightmare when you have to do it with Draco and his son. Draco. Even his name sounds like a villain from a movie. He’s the guy who stole my mom’s attention, moved her into this fortress, and made me feel like an outsider in my own family. And then, there’s Matt. I pulled my bags out of the trunk, the gravel crunching under my sneakers. My mom ran out, her face glowing. She looks happy, which makes it harder

Sitting on my stepbrothers lap (Dirty road trip)

He started to move his hand in a fast, desperate rhythm. He wasn't being gentle. He was pulling at himself, his veins popping out on his forearm. Every time the girl on the screen screamed, Matt’s grip tightened. He was watching her, but in the dark, I felt like he was looking right through the screen and at me. A strange, terrifying heat started to pool between my legs. I hated him. I hated this house. But as I watched him stroke that massive, throbbing weight, I couldn't move. I was trapped in the shadows, watching my stepbrother touch himself to a girl who looked just like me. I stood there in the shadows, my back pressed against the cold stone pillar. My heart was beating so fast I thought it might burst through my chest. I should have run. I should have been disgusted. This was Matt—the guy who looked at my mom like she was trash, the guy who made me feel like an intruder. But I couldn't move. I watched his hand. It was so large, his fingers wrapping completely around the

Sitting on my step brothers lap (Dirty road trip)

Breakfast was a nightmare. I sat across from Matt, picking at a plate of expensive organic eggs that tasted like cardboard. Every time I looked up, he was staring at his phone, looking like I was a fly he wanted to swat. My mom and Draco were busy planning routes, acting like we were one big, happy family. I just kept my head down, trying to forget the way Matt’s hand looked in the moonlight a few hours ago. My skin still felt hot just thinking about it. "Okay, plan is set," Draco announced, wiping his mouth with a silk napkin. "The main SUV is packed with the tents and food. Matt, you’ll take the heavy gear in your truck. Elara, you’re riding with him." I nearly choked on my orange juice. "What? No. I’m riding with Mom." "Elara, don't be difficult," my mom said, giving me that look. You know the one—the 'don't-embarrass-me' look. "The SUV is full of equipment. There’s literally only room for two people up front. You and Matt need to get to know each other. You're siblings now." "

Sitting on my stepbrothers lap (Dirty road trip)

"Elara, go get your bags. Now!" My mom’s voice was like a whip."I’m not going! I’ll stay here. No way I'm riding with him." I argued. I was practically shaking. The thought of sitting on Matt’s lap for hours was making my skin crawl and my heart race at the same time."You are going," she snapped, stepping closer. "Stop being a brat. This is a family trip. If you stay behind, you’re just proving you don't care about my happiness. Move!"I hated that. She always used the guilt card. I looked at Draco, who was already revving the SUV's engine, then at Matt, who was leaning against the car looking like he’d rather be anywhere else. I stomped back inside, grabbed my duffel, and marched back out. I didn't want to be the "bad egg," but God, this felt like walking into a trap.The SUV was packed tight. There was a large wooden board tucked behind the front seats to keep the heavy camping gear from sliding forward and hitting the parents. It created a small, cramped little cabin in the back

Sitting on my stepbrothers lap (Dirty road trip)

I sat there, frozen. The sound of the porn was still coming from his phone—wet, slapping noises that made my skin feel too tight for my body. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was what was happening underneath me. I could feel it. His cock was growing, getting thicker and harder against my butt. There was only the thin lace of my panties and his heavy denim between us, and it wasn't enough of a barrier."Ugh, disgusting," I muttered, trying to shift my weight away from the heat."Mind your business, girl," Matt whispered, his voice vibrating right through his thighs. "While I mind mine."I looked away, staring at the back of the gear piled up in front of us. I tried to listen to the pop music my mom was playing in the front, trying to focus on anything other than the porn addict behind me. But the car hit another bump, and I slid right along the length of him. He was like a pillar of hot iron."Matt," I hissed, my face burning. "You're making me really uncomfortable.""Ho

Sitting on my stepbrothers lap (Dirty road trip)

I felt like I had been hit by a truck, but the SUV was still flying down the highway. My brain was a mess. He saw me? He knew I was watching him last night? I felt exposed, like he had peeled back my skin. But I wasn't going to let him win. I wasn't going to let him think he had broken me. "So what if I saw you?" I hissed, my voice trembling but sharp. "It's nature, Matt. You were out there in the open, basically begging for an audience. It's science. One person pleases themselves, the other follows. It doesn't mean anything." Matt’s hand stayed right where it was, his fingers pressing into the soaked lace of my panties. He started to rub in slow, heavy circles, his palm vibrating with the motion of the car. "Is that right? Nature?" he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. "Was it nature that made you stay for ten minutes? Was it nature that made you moan my name when you hit the wall?" I didn't answer. I couldn't. I just let out a soft, broken moan as his thumb found the e

Sitting on my stepbrothers lap (Dirty road trip)

"It's just... the bumps!" I lied, my voice shaking as Matt began to thrust into me even faster. He was moving in a rhythmic, heavy blur now. "The road is... ah!... really rough! I'm just... holding on!" "Oh, tell me about it! Draco, honey, try to avoid the holes!" my mom laughed. Matt was whispering in my ear now, dark, dirty things that made me blush. "You're taking it so well... such a good girl for your brother... mmm-gh... fuck, you're milking me. I’m going to fill you up, Elara. Fill this tight talkative cunt of yours." I was moaning through the whole conversation, my face pressed against the board to hide the sound. He was hammering into me now, his movements fast and primal. Slap. Slap. Slap. The pleasure was building again, even stronger than before. I felt my internal muscles squeezing him, pulling the life out of him. I was lost in the sensation, the world narrowing down to the heat between us and the sound of the engine. "I'm close... Elara... mmm-gh... Fuck! I'm cummi

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