Lahat ng Kabanata ng Her Dirty Pleasures: Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 187

Seraphina's POVThe great hall is full tonight.I stand beside Draven's throne in a thin black dress he made me wear, practically indecent. The fabric clings to my body like a second skin, ending high on my thighs. Everyone can see the bite mark on my neck, the dark bruise blooming on my skin. Everyone can see the flush of my cheeks, the heat that won't leave my body.His commanders and soldiers sit at long tables, eating and drinking, laughing and talking like this is any other night. The air smells of roasted meat and ale. Torches line the walls, casting flickering light across the room. I shift on my feet, feeling dozens of eyes on me.My body still burns. The heat hasn't left since the hot spring. My pussy aches with every small movement, still tender from his use. I can still feel his cum from earlier, even though I tried to clean myself. It makes me shift uncomfortably.Draven sits on the throne like a king, and in truth, he is one now. He hasn't touched me since we returned fr

Lisa’s POVI've always thought my boss was hot, but sitting directly across from him in his private jet makes me wet.That's the first thought that slides through my mind as I watch Adonis Cross sign the contract I just handed him. His sleeves are rolled to his elbows, revealing forearms corded with muscle and dusted with dark hair. The pen moves across the page, and I find myself holding my breath, my thighs pressing together beneath the tight pencil skirt I chose specifically for this flight.Three months I've worked for him. Three months of stolen glances across the office, of late nights where he'd call me into his corner office just to ask for something mundane, and I'd pretend not to notice the way his eyes dropped to my chest when I leaned over his desk. Three months of touching myself in hotel rooms after business trips, imagining those cold, powerful hands wrapped around my throat instead of his whiskey glass.But tonight feels different. There's something in the air in th

Lisa's POVBefore I can catch my breath, he flips me onto my back and spreads my legs wide again. His cock is still hard, glistening with our mixed juices, and he thrusts back inside me in one smooth, deep stroke.I moan loudly, too sensitive, too full. But he doesn't slow down. He fucks me steadily, deep and possessive, while the plane's engines shift pitch and the intercom crackles."Mr. Cross, we're beginning our descent. Please ensure you're secured for landing."He doesn't respond. He just keeps fucking me, slow and deep, each stroke deliberate and devastating."Gonna fill you one more time before we land," he says, his voice rough against my ear. "Gonna make sure my cum is still leaking out of you when you walk off this plane."The thought makes me clench around him, and he groans, his hips driving deeper."You like that?" he asks, and I can hear the dark pleasure in his voice. "You like the idea of being my slut, don’t you?"I can't answer. I can only moan as he fucks me harder