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“I didn’t fucking ask you to be a p**n star, sis. So if anyone is to blame, it’s you for spreading that pussy on camera for thousands of strangers to jerk off to.” "Jameson will tell mum and dad." I whimpered as he ducked his head and latched onto my left tit, sucking hard on my sensitive nipple. His tongue swirled roughly, teeth grazing just enough to make me moan softly. Nelson released my nipple with a wet pop and grinned devilishly. “No, he won’t tell them. But if you’re still doubting it… you can always do something about it. Maybe go suck his cock and convince him properly.”

Edward whispered softly close to my ear. --To be continued… Please SUPPORT my other works: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18+ and Conquering the Emperor 18+

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Everyone else is treating me differently, even though I feel the same. My regular phone rings as I walk further into my room. Looking at it, I’m pleasantly pleased to see that it is Nancy texting me now, not Wes with more terrible books to give. I open the message. I have a recommendation for you, based on what we talked about. I really think you are going to like this one. It was pretty eye opening for me. Mild really, but a good place for beginners. I blush fiercely but I still click on the link. It leads to a website of fanfiction. I don’t recognize the series it is linked too, so none of the characters are familiar to me.

Pairing: Lurav Yent x Uriel Linel Genre: Dark Angel x Human Fantasy Romance Warnings: Explicit content, dark themes, obsession, wings kink, supernatural seduction, forbidden desire. . . The first time Lurav Yent saw Uriel Linel, the sky tore open above the crumbling cathedral.

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.

When the call ended, she let the phone fall on the bed, Her body trembled, this time not from Tristan but from the fear and dread eating at her inside. End. ⚠️ Reader Alert: Things get wild, the following chapters after this contains LGBTQ+ romance, harem/reverse harem dynamics, and explicit sexual content including gang bangs. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed only if mature content is okay for you. (Sex With My professor) The lecture hall hummed with low chatter until the heavy iron doors swung open, the sound cut through the room, pulling every eye toward the man striding in. Professor Ethan Metch.

He pushed inside. The feeling was catastrophic. For Faye, it was a fullness that bordered on pain, a stretching that quickly transformed into an overwhelming rightness. He filled her completely, his size a perfect, demanding fit. For Xaphan, it was a homecoming. The hot, silken clutch of her pussy was a universe of sensation. It wasn't just physical; it was an emotional vortex. He felt her pleasure echoing back at him, not as a food to be consumed, but as a shared resonance, a feedback loop of pure, messy feeling.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned the fantasies part. She wiggled her eyebrows, completely unaware that Magnus was listening intently, his fingers barely twitching against his thigh now. The pack around them held their collective breath, waiting for some reaction. Any reaction. "I used to write the most ridiculous fan fiction," Cathy continued, completely unselfconscious. "Edward and Bella? More like Edward and my imagination. I bet he'd be way less interesting in real life. Probably would just brood and play piano all day. At least werewolves seem like they know how to have fun. Do you guys have epic pack parties? I'm imagining full moon dance-offs or something."