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I threw back at him. “No!” he spun around, his expression conflicted. “Erina, you don’t understand. Sabelle… she has a hold on me. Like a spell or something. She’s like a fucking succubus.” He drove his hands through his hair. “She gets in my head, and I have no control over it.” “A succubus? I don’t know what that is.” I sniffed. “Don’t make excuses. I find it hard to believe you of all people let anyone control you.”

I rubbed harder, trying to make myself feel normal again. Eric kept going, his voice louder now, closer. “Thursday I want your mouth. I’ll stand in front of you, hold your head, and slide my dick between your lips while you talk about limits. Every time I get a problem right, I’ll push deeper. You’ll choke and drool all over your chin. Spit running down your neck, mixing with those hickeys . Then I’ll cum right on your tongue or paint your whole face. You’ll look so messy and used, Aiden. And you’ll still come back for more because you need the cash and you secretly love how dirty I make you feel.”

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SERENA. I froze. For a single, heart-stopping moment, I was convinced my own dirty, perverted mind had warped reality, that my desperate fantasies had bled into my hearing and twisted his words into something filthier, more potent than they actually were. But no. His voice, a low, commanding growl, sliced through the thick silence of the room, each word a deliberate, damning stroke. “Crawl the fuck to me. Right here. And take this huge cock into your mouth like a fucking good girl.”

Unknown- “Uhh..Oh Goddess, yes!” my pants were ragged. Every time we fucked, he always managed to bring me to my knees. He had complete control over me. “Uhh…Eric!” I couldn’t help but yell his name. Oh God, this man did things to me. My body was a prisoner to his touch. “Louder,” he grunts in my ear and I obey. “Louder!” he commands me and I yell his name as my orgasm takes over me. I fall to my knees as my legs give in, my hands holding onto the tree for dear life. Eric steps away from behind me and I can hear the buckle of his belt as he gets dressed. I desperately try to cover my bare bottom with my panties as I hear his soft scoff. He lunges at me and picks me up roughly pushing my back against the tree, “Do not cover yourself from me.” His hands grip my throat lightly as I feel the subtle tingles course from his hand as I stare into his deep blue eyes, like the waves of the sea pulling you further and further into the ocean. I gasp as his lips crash onto mine, my body betraying me once again as I feel a rush hot liquid fill in my core. He lets out a deep chuckle, clearly smelling my arousal for a second time. He leans into my ear, “You want me again, Jessica? You want me to make you scream my name, again?” I whimper and nod my head frantically, like a bitch in heat. “Say it,” his hands grip my neck tighter. “Fuck me, Alpha Eric,” I say frantically, adding emphasis to the Alpha part as I know this would send him over the edge. He slips his hand under my short skirt and rips my panties off. I gasp as he pulls his cock out, lifting me roughly and plunging it into me, yet again. I reach orgasm in less than a minute. I was practically heaving when he wipes away the hair from my face and gripping my jaw to bring my eyes to his, his cock still resting in my throbbing pussy.

On a side table, rows of red candles sat beside bottles of oil and lube. "What the hell?" Emma gasped. She never imagined Romero would be such a freak. She imagined him bringing sexy girls into this secret playground. Yes, he was rich enough to get girls who shared similar sexual kinks. She thought about how he would make their bodies coil with a mix of pleasure and pain... Images of Romero doing freaky things with baddies filled Emma's mind. A rush of heat flooded her body. Her nipples stiffened against her lace bra. It rubbed against the fabric. A warm, throbbing sensation bloomed between her thighs. Her pussy grew slick. The sudden wetness made her press her legs together.

‘ you gonna be death of me ʼ eros closed his eyes as he can feel his pants getting tighter with his boner. ‘ how will I be your death if you are gonna eat me, wouldn't it be my death if you ate me ʼ she questioned with frustration as her little brain can't process his complicated words. Eros knew he was losing control over his senses so he pushed her off his laps and stood up. He can’t control himself around her. He need a release yet he don’t want to fuck her. Even through he is no good man but still fucking her will be just like raping her and taking advantage of her innocence. He doesn’t know what has possessed him . Anyways It’s been long time since he had a good fucking session with his whores.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

The hisses turned into husky moans that bounced off the tiles. My body tensed, my fingers dug into my flesh, and my seed erupted with force, mixing with the water and dripping down my legs. I stood there, gasping, my hand still gripping my member which throbbed with the final remnants of the mental orgy. Suddenly, I opened my eyes and reality hit me like a bucket of ice water. "What the fuck...? What the fuck!" I exclaimed, stopping my hand abruptly. I was losing goddamn control. It was as if Frederick were drugging me with his mere presence, turning my hatred into a sick and destructive desire.

The warm blood of recollection made her almost sick with longing for the exotic hours spent in her sensed’s apartment. ‘I guess so. Why?’ Sinclair’s voice was low, seductive. ‘Haven’t you ever wanted to hand your will over to someone else?’ Deep within Karen something awoke, a dark, forbidden seam of eroticism. To yield her will, to give herself into someone else’s keeping to do with as he chose — the idea was powerfully attractive, obeying atavastic laws beyond civilisation and reason, directly opposed to her strongly held views on independence. Yes, yes, yes! her body screamed, but, ‘That isn’t the way of the warrior,’ the coolly urbane woman answered. ‘I like to be in control.’

I peered out around Christian, I wasn’t afraid of this vampire and the dark haired man smiles at me, showing off his large fangs “You really have no idea do you Royal one?” I shake my head and Matthew tells me that they are able to shift thoughts in the brain to anything they wanted, some called it glamouring whilst others called it mind control. "But it isn't us thats doing it to them, it is you" "What do you mean it is me?" "You are the one controlling them, I knew the Royal one was in here when my men walked among them, not showing an interest in us" "I am not doing it!"

"When you are done reading the statement, you will turn off the transmitter and give it back to me. You will not remember it. You will start the car not realizing any time has passed." She takes the paper where I've written, "You will have complete control over your erections. You will be able to make your cock hard or soft instantly, just by thinking about it, recovering immediately after a climax if you wish. You will be able to withhold your climax for as long as you want, attain any level of arousal you want, and have amazingly satisfying orgasms every time you climax." I push the button and Maggie reaches for the transmitter. The next thing I know she's starting the car.

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

The only way out of this was to let this repulsive man take my virginity and hope he showed me mercy for being such an obedient captive. A shiver ran through me as the tip of the boss’s cock made contact with my lower lips. His hands grabbed my waist in a firm grip. His eyes traveled up my body until they reached my eyes. His gaze was void of emotion, but a faint smile curled his lips. He clearly enjoyed having total control over me. I had no doubt this was the only way he could get off. He was so pathetic.

"I'm flattered, Mrs. Melinda. It's important you feel comfortable here. Now, let's dig a little deeper. What kind of erotica draws you in? The kind that builds slowly, or something..something more.. direct?" In my mind, I pictured her reading about a doctor like me, hypnotizing a patient into submission. Her body arching under my commands. I watched her bite her lips, considering her answer. This was going to be exquisite. She shifted on the couch, uncrossing and recrossing her legs. "It's mostly the forbidden ones, of course. Power dynamics, losing control to someone trustworthy. Scenes where the mind opens up and the body follows. I dream about it.. being guided, touched in ways I can't admit when I'm awake."

It's clear that I can't share a room with Erica, knowing she will insist on repeating our previous sexcapade. Last night, we nearly lost control of our emotions and came close, very close, to doing something irreversible. We were quite near to that point. It was entirely thanks to Tax who rescued us, encouraging me to maintain control over the situation while also keeping his own desires in check since he too yearned for Era. Erica had entwined her naked body around mine, her lips and hands all over my skin were utterly mesmerizing. When she took my hard cock into her heavenly mouth, leading me towards an incredible climax, I had to seek strength from the Moon Goddess just to resist taking what my girl so generously offered.

- He said. “Drink his blood and see what they saw. - It said. - Come... There was a crowd there, a drug point in the middle of a nightclub. Those smiles of his were huge and showed white teeth and manic looks. - They took from your glands in more than ordinary men and women and little by little they would all be your slaves and forever and ever you will be able to be the greatest pheromone controllers. - It said. – While you will be able to have pleasant dreams and never again slaves to your hormones, your partners will be controlled and chosen by you, the cycle will also induce everyone around you to be your slaves.

I said as I remembered my sexual encounter with Ethan. “They can to a degree,” Godwin offered. “Vampires can make you do their will, no matter what. Wolves can only enhance your desires. They can’t make you do something you’d rather not do.” My face burned scarlet as the impact of his words hit home. I’d allowed myself to believe that the sex fest between Ethan and me that was caught on hidden camera and distributed on the dark web was done because of his control over my mind. Now, I had to face the fact that I’d desired that fabulous sex with him. All he’d done was to enhance that desire. I was even more mortified knowing that Kenton and my mother were aware of this fact.