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Killy’s POVThe last evening on the island felt bittersweet. I wanted it to end on a high note — slow, sensual, and deeply satisfying.I had called both Rafael and Marco to the villa one final time. The private outdoor cabana by the infinity pool was lit with soft lanterns. A bottle of warm massage oil sat waiting.“Both of you,” I said softly, dropping my robe. “I want a full body massage. Take your time.”They laid me down on the wide cushioned table. Four strong hands poured warm oil over my back, shoulders, and ass. They worked slowly, kneading every tight muscle. Rafael’s hands glided down my spine while Marco firmly massaged my ass cheeks, occasionally spreading them. The oil made everything slick and warm. I moaned quietly as they turned me over.Their hands explored my front — oil-slick palms gliding over my breasts, belly, thighs, and calves. They took turns massaging my inner thighs, fingers brushing teasingly close to my pussy but never rushing. It was pure bliss. My body m

Helen's POVI screamed and kicked wildly, yanking my leg free from the invisible grip. My back hit the heavy wooden headboard with a thud as I scrambled upright, clutching the duvet to my chest like a shield. The bedside lamp cast trembling shadows across the room, but nothing was there. No figure. No intruder. Just the heavy silence of the manor pressing in around me.My heart hammered so loudly I could hear it in my ears. “Who’s there?” I whispered, voice shaking. For a long moment, nothing answered. Then that same low, refined voice came again;“Forgive me,” it murmured. “I did not mean to frighten you, gentle one.”I froze, breath caught in my throat. The voice was unmistakably masculine, cultured, with the faint trace of an old accent I couldn’t place. Lord Falon. The stories were real. A ghost. In my bedroom. Touching me.“This can’t be happening,” I breathed, glancing around the room. The windows were still closed tight now, the curtains hanging motionless. “I’m dreaming. I

Helen's POV My cheeks burned, but after everything that had already happened, I did not want to stop. “Yes,” I whispered. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. He stepped back slightly. The air around him shimmered and his clothes faded away as if made of mist. He stood before me fully revealed, tall and powerfully built, with the lean, elegant frame of a nobleman from another century. His skin looked pale in the moonlight, smooth and firm. My gaze traveled lower, and I felt a fresh wave of heat when I saw how aroused he was.He was beautiful. Solid in this moment, real enough that I could reach out and touch him.“You may touch me if you wish, Angel,” he said softly.I lifted a trembling hand and pressed it against his chest. He felt cool at first, then warmer beneath my palm, as if my own heat was flowing into him. His muscles tensed under my fingers. I traced down his stomach, marveling at how real he felt. When I wrapped my hand around his length, he let out a low groan that

Mia's POV The lecture hall was dimly lit, the professor’s voice a monotonous drone about supply and demand curves that barely registered in my mind. Most of the students around us were either fighting to stay awake or scribbling notes like their lives depended on it. But me? I was in the middle row, toward the back, trying my hardest not to fall apart right there in public. Alex sat on my left, looking every inch the perfect, attentive student in his crisp button-down shirt, pen poised over his notebook. No one would ever suspect what his right hand was doing under the desk.His fingers had slipped beneath the loose hem of my top, warm and confident as they found my breast. He squeezed gently at first, then firmer, his thumb and forefinger rolling my nipple in slow, deliberate circles. A sharp jolt of pleasure shot straight down between my legs.I bit the inside of my cheek hard, forcing myself to keep my breathing steady. God, it felt too good. I should have stopped him because

Mia's POV A loud knock on the apartment door cut through the heavy breathing as the guys were still catching their breath. I was sprawled out on the couch like a complete wreck—covered in cum, my pussy and asshole still gaping and leaking their loads down my thighs. My body felt used, sore, and utterly satisfied, but I was already craving more.Jake smirked and strolled to the door completely naked, his heavy cock still half-hard and swinging. He opened it, revealing a stunning brunette in a tiny black slutty dress that barely covered her ass.The hem was so short I could almost see her pussy lips, and her big tits looked ready to spill out of the deep V-neck at any second.“Hey, babe. Glad you could make it,” Jake said casually. “Come join the fun.”The girl—Lena—stepped inside and froze when she saw me lying there, glazed in cum with my holes on full display.Her eyes widened with pure envy as they roamed over my cum-covered tits and dripping pussy. That look sent a fresh spark o