All Chapters of Hot Desire( A Collection of Steamy stories): Chapter 131 - Chapter 139

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Claimed by Father and Son II

The next night, the dream returned stronger.Lila woke with a sharp gasp, her body arched off the narrow dorm bed, sheets soaked with sweat. Her heart thundered in her chest. In the dream, Marcus had been behind her, thick and deep, while Ethan’s cock filled her mouth. Their hands had held her in place as they used her together, praising her, claiming her. The sensations had felt so vivid — the stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming pleasure — that her panties were now drenched, her clit throbbing painfully.She sat up, pressing a hand between her thighs to try to ease the ache. Moonlight streamed through the window again, illuminating the small room. The beach house was quiet except for the distant crash of waves.A soft knock sounded on her door.Before she could answer, it opened.Marcus stepped in first, wearing only dark pajama pants. His powerful, mature body filled the doorway. Ethan followed right behind him, shirtless, sweatpants hanging low on his hips. They closed the do

Claimed by Father and Son III

The following afternoon, the beach house felt charged with unspoken tension. Ethan’s friends had taken the boat out for the day, leaving the three of them alone. Lila spent the morning on the deck with a book, but she couldn’t focus. Every time she closed her eyes, fragments of the previous night’s dream — and the very real touches from Marcus and Ethan — replayed in her mind.Marcus found her first. He stepped onto the deck wearing board shorts and a loose linen shirt, looking every bit the powerful, experienced man he was. He pulled her into his lap on the wide outdoor lounge chair, one arm wrapped around her waist.“You’ve been quiet today,” he murmured against her neck. “Still thinking about the dreams?”Lila shivered as his hand slid under her sundress, resting possessively on her bare thigh. “I can’t stop. They feel more real every time.”Ethan appeared moments later, fresh from the beach, water still glistening on his toned chest. He dropped into the chair across from them, e

Gang S*X

The penthouse suite glowed with low golden lighting and the hum of the city far below. Sophia had known what she was walking into when she accepted the invitation — a private afterparty for the four executives who had been flirting with her all week at the luxury conference. But nothing could have prepared her for how intense it would become.All four men were waiting when she stepped out of the elevator.Marcus, the tall, silver-fox CEO, closed the door behind her with a predatory smile. “You came.”“I did,” Sophia replied, voice steady despite the racing pulse in her throat. She wore a short black dress that hugged every curve, the hem barely reaching mid-thigh.The others circled her slowly — Jax, the rugged COO with tattooed arms; Leo, the sharp-dressed CFO with piercing green eyes; and Kai, the young, athletic VP who had been the most openly hungry for her all week.“No pressure,” Marcus said, stepping close enough that she could smell his expensive cologne. “But we all want the

Gang S*X II

Morning light poured through the penthouse’s floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the sprawling master bedroom in a warm golden glow. Sophia stirred slowly, her body deliciously sore and marked from the night before. She was nestled in the center of the enormous bed, surrounded by four powerful men who showed no signs of being finished with her.Marcus, the silver-fox CEO, lay behind her, his strong arm draped possessively over her waist. His morning hardness pressed insistently against her ass. Jax, the tattooed COO, was in front of her, already trailing slow kisses down her neck. Leo, the sharp-dressed CFO, and Kai, the athletic young VP, flanked them on either side, their hands lazily exploring her curves.“Morning, beautiful,” Marcus rumbled against her ear, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. “Sleep well?”“I did,” Sophia whispered, voice still husky from the previous night’s screams. “But I’m already ready for more.”That was all the encouragement they needed.Marcus rol

Gang S*X III

Saturday stretched lazily into the golden hours of late afternoon, the penthouse bathed in warm sunlight that poured through the towering windows overlooking the glittering city skyline. Sophia lay sprawled across the expansive marble dining table like an offering, her naked body flushed and glistening with a sheen of sweat. The cool surface contrasted deliciously with the heat radiating from the four men surrounding her. Her limbs felt heavy, deliciously sore from the relentless pleasure they had already wrung from her since sunrise, yet the ache only fueled a deeper, insatiable hunger.Marcus stood between her spread thighs, his powerful hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her with slow, deliberate strokes. Each deep penetration dragged a throaty moan from her lips. His silver-threaded hair caught the light as he watched her with dark, possessive eyes. “Still so fucking tight for us,” he growled, voice rough with lust. “Even after taking all four of us multiple times. You

Fucked my fiancé uncle

Kessy stood frozen in the doorway of the apartment she shared with Lux, the key still cold in her hand. The living-room lights were low. Soft music drifted from the bedroom. Soft, familiar music she had once danced to with him in that same room.She should have called out. Instead she walked forward on silent feet, heart already hammering in a way that felt nothing like love.The bedroom door stood ajar. Through the gap she saw them.Lux’s bare back flexed as he drove into the woman beneath him—some blonde from his office whose name Kessy had heard in passing and never bothered to remember. The woman’s legs were locked around his waist. Her nails raked his shoulders. Lux’s low, broken groan was the same sound he made when he came inside Kessy.Kessy’s vision narrowed to a tunnel of white noise. She did not scream. She did not throw anything. She simply stepped fully into the room, voice flat and clear.“Get out.”Lux jerked upright, eyes wide, cock still glistening and hard. The blo

Fucked by my Fiancé Uncle II

Morning light cut through the curtains of the hotel room in thin, accusing stripes. Kessy woke alone. The sheets still carried the faint scent of cedar and sex. Her body ached in places that reminded her exactly what she had done the night before—how thoroughly she had let a stranger bury himself inside her while she came apart under his mouth and hands.She showered in silence, scrubbing until her skin felt raw. The memory of his voice saying her name still sat low in her belly. She told herself it was a one-night mistake. A necessary forgetting. Nothing more.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand.Lux: We need to talk. The auction is this afternoon. You’re still coming. We will settle our differences. I’m sorry.Kessy stared at the message until the screen went dark. She was still his fiancée on paper. The ring remained on the kitchen counter at home, but the invitations, the joint accounts, the carefully curated public image—all of it still existed. Walking away cleanly would take

Fucked by my Fiancé Uncle III

The after-party spilled across the top floor of the auction house—champagne flutes, low conversation, the soft clink of jewelry and the occasional flash of a camera. Kessy moved through it like a ghost in her black dress, smiling when required, answering when spoken to, while every nerve in her body tracked the man across the room.Drogo stood near the windows with a small cluster of investors, listening more than speaking. Whenever someone laughed too loudly or leaned in too close, the temperature around him seemed to drop. People respected the distance. Feared it. Kessy understood why. The same controlled stillness that had held her down last night while he fucked her through two orgasms now commanded an entire floor of powerful men.Lux stayed glued to her side for the first hour, still performing the role of devoted fiancé. His apologies had become background noise. She nodded at the right moments and let her gaze keep sliding back to Drogo.He never looked at her directly for l

Fucked by my Fiancé Uncle IV

Three days later the private jet touched down on the coastal airstrip just after sunset. The Voss family estate sat on a cliff above the water—white stone, endless glass, and the kind of quiet money that made ordinary people nervous. A weekend retreat for “family alignment,” Lux had called it. Investors would arrive tomorrow. Tonight was only the inner circle.Kessy stepped out of the car and felt Drogo’s eyes on her before she even saw him.He stood on the terrace above the entrance, a glass of something dark in one hand, sleeves rolled, the sea wind moving through his hair. When their gazes locked across the distance, the memory of his cock driving into her three nights ago hit so hard she almost missed a step.Lux’s hand settled at the small of her back. “Uncle’s already here. Good. He can be… intense at these things. Just stay close to me.”She nodded, throat tight.Dinner was served on the long terrace overlooking the black water. Ten people. Soft lighting. The kind of conversat

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