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He softly said, veneering the actual threat that was. He walked away and blew off the candles on his way out, rendering her in darkness once again and an opportunity to let the tears fall in her hands. Someone had to save her from this—there was no way she was going to marry Henderson and be his sixth wife. There was absolutely no way that was going to happen. “You did a great job today” Henderson was met with Dimitri at the height of the stairs that led into the basement where Sofia was. All he did was nod back at him in agreement and respect.

"You'll begin your seduction and I'll leave you alone for a few minutes, and then I'll start lightly." Whore got between Rhonda's legs and Rhonda closed her eyes waiting for the magic to begin. I gave Whore five minutes to get deeply into the seduction. Rhonda hadn't cum yet but was moaning for the pleasure she was feeling, before I gave Whore a love tap. She ignored it which is good. From that point on, the swats continued, moving all over her lovely ass, and she remained glued between Rhonda's legs and licking her cunt. The swats became increasingly hard, but not punishment hard. Her bottom started to move, but it did not seem to me, she was trying to avoid The Enforcer, more as if she wer

After all, on the run, she also chose to become a more depraved lust monger. I turned to Satya who was apparently burning a new cigarette on his lips. He looked up, occasionally closed his eyes. "I liked the show. To my amazement, I got a virgin." The smile etched there was very wide, revealing the arrangement of her teeth. "Rena enjoyed her first experience tremendously. The way she handles multiple men at a time. Hot." My hand was already itching to land a smack on his face. A fist was already in the air, but Uncle Dean caught my shoulder from behind after passing it. I ignored the sound of falling cups even though I knew the shards could hurt.

ABBY POV I stared at the man with a well muscled chest, I can see that from the suit He looked so good in the short boxed beard around his jaw He turned, its as if he turned to look at me His pair of green orbs pierced through my skin giving me goose bumps This is the kind of perfection I need! 'I want to have a child for him!' My subconsciousness yelled 'But how do I do that' I thought I need to seduce him I whispered into the barboy's ear he nodded and went to carry out what I asked him to do

After I died, the Moon Goddess chose me and gave me a second life. But I had crossed over into a world of werewolves, and my mission was to win the heart of Soren, a notorious charmer who left a trail of admirers wherever he went. He brought me to the rooftop of the tallest building in the city, where countless fireworks bloomed across the sky in unison. "Surprised? I arranged this fireworks show just for you. Do you like it?" The barrage scrolled across my vision: [This is when you pretend to be shy. That's all you have to do.] Shy? Of course I could do shy. I gave him a demure smile, reached up to brush my fingers along his cheek, and gazed at him tenderly. "Surprised, yes. But fireworks a

“The club where I came from… I only applied online. But they brought me to an actual auction. I didn’t have a choice because I had already been paid for. Their plan was to make you fall in love with me within two weeks… and then I would suddenly leave you.” At that moment, he turned to her and smirked. “That’s impossible,” he said. “Someone like you would need a love potion to make someone like me fall for you—and you don’t have one. They should have told you earlier. You could have looked for one.” He shrugged lightly. “Just be careful next time. Take care of yourself.” He smiled and nodded. Her chest tightened painfully, as if she had been stabbed. Did that mean he would just look for anot

He wasn’t gloating, he didn’t care about pointing out he had won. I still didn’t thank him, I just let him walk away. There were other emotions still stirring for what I wanted to do and I was starting to realize there was a fine line between seduction and destruction. Dimitris was one of those who happily walked between and the fact it was working so well and drawing me in both infuriated and intrigued me.

He moves like someone calculating leverage. His fingers slide beneath my shirt, his nails grazing my chest. “You’re stressed,” he whispers. “Let me fix it.” It is the same strategy he uses the first night we are together. He acts as if he is about to withdraw, as if he does not care whether I respond. Then, the moment my guard drops, even slightly, he pounces with that intoxicating, controlled seduction that always leaves me wanting more than I should. Before I can reply, his mouth meets mine, hungry, controlling, the kind of kiss that says he is setting the pace, not me.

He said comically. “Tell me I’m wrong.” I trailed one finger down the center of his chest, parting the last button. “Tell me you are not imagining us between thighs, then I'd tell you how much of a liar you are.” I said, glad that he was easily reciprocating my cheap seduction unlike when we started. And it made me purely glad that every plan regarding him, my dad and Laura was going as planned. He popped his eye in a romantic way and said nothing, only giggled.

“Not sure where Jace went off to.” Sed’s deep groan carried through the door. “Suck it harder,” he demanded. “Yeah, harder. Harder. That’s better.” Jessica rushed down the hall and threw open the bedroom door. It banged against the wall. Sed stood just inside the doorway entirely naked, save the cherry-red condom on his cock. His three girls were in various states of undress. One was on her knees in front of him, sucking his shaft down her throat. A second knelt behind him flicking her tongue over God-only-knew-what. The third girl ran her hands up and down the hard muscles of his chest and abdomen as if she was inspecting The Statue of David for flaws.