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It just so happened that he was already facing in Maddox and I’s direction, digging the holes that I never finished. “HEY!” 98 tosses his shovel away from him, into the pile of dirt he’s built up, and he swiftly turns towards the others who haven’t ‘oughta clue that I’m watching them all, “look who’s returned!” He chuckles evilly and turns back to me, his face nothing but sadistically amused at my presence. “You and Mr. Big-Man still trying to get that ‘little miracle’, hm? I fucking doubt that you’re STD-filled, whore-of-a-body could do anything like that again!” Is this just for Maddox to watch and satisfy him from the obvious abuse I’m receiving, even if it’s through a glass window?

Once she realized I knew, she dropped the act. "Let me explain. Julian has cancer, and this was his dying wish. We've known each other for so many years, and I couldn't just let him die with regrets. You understand that, don't you?" She kept getting more confident and righteous, as if she were doing something noble. I'd be a complete asshole for not understanding. I almost laughed out loud in disbelief. It was the first time I'd heard someone describe cheating as noble and virtuous. I said coldly, "Winona, I never realized you were such a saint. You're willing to offer yourself up just to fulfill someone's wish? So, if any random person asked you to sleep with them, you'd do that too?"

Finally Damien’s voice, calm and final: “Now.” Cole sucked her clit hard. Nico pinched her nipples. Damien thrust three fingers deep and curled. She exploded—back bowing against the chair, squirting in hot, violent pulses across the polished table, body convulsing in seizure-like waves. They growled praise—“That’s our girl,” “So fucking beautiful,” “Look at the mess you made for us”—while they stroked themselves over her shaking form, coming in thick ropes across her chest, her thighs, the table itself. When the aftershocks faded, they released her. Carried her upstairs. Passed her between beds all night—always filled, always claimed.

“Come on, baby girl, I want to pleasure you now.” They picked her up and gently laid her on the desk, “Check out this tight little cunt, Blaze.” They both had their digits up in there, stretching her, rubbing her clit. “Oh fuck yes,” said Remy. “Two bad boys to fuck me good.” Dennis’ tongue soon replaced his finger, then Blaze's head was down there too. “You taste like peaches, Remy,” moaned Blaze. “I need to get in there.” “Yes,” I groaned, thinking of his King Kong dick.

Their leader took one look at her and said while grinning, "Some guys are into pregnant chicks. She'll bring in good money." Then, despite her screams and struggles, they dragged her away. Two months later, Tricia was dumped back home in pieces. Her baby had been miscarried after repeated assaults. She was infected with STDs and left infertile. The debt collector clapped Luke on the back and laughed. "Damn, your wife's a moneymaker. She paid off your entire debt in just two months. Here, she's all yours again. We're square." "Great, thanks, boss!" Luke grinned from ear to ear, thrilled that the beatings would finally stop.

I could feel the heat pulsing from him as he pumped hard into me, again and again. The air hung thick with the scent of sweat and vanilla, moonlight pooling on the tangled sheets like liquid silver. As I bit down on his lower lip, stars detonated behind my eyelids—supernovas in the dark. An orgasm tore through me, fiercer than the Gulf storms that battered Mobile’s shores—a wildfire devouring every nerve. He twitched beneath me, still spasming from his own release, his hips jerking helplessly as I clenched around him. Heat spilled into me, branding bone and soul. Our ragged breaths tangled, my name a broken prayer on his lips as we unraveled, two fractured souls fused in the aftermath.

I had stopped pretending to care if the entire damn team walked in and saw us. My hand moved into his hair, gripping tight as I rolled my hips in search of more pressure. He groaned into me and that alone made me clench. I didn’t beg. I didn’t need to. He read my body like it was part of the game plan. My orgasm hit sharp and fast, curling my toes and burning through my lungs until I was shaking, panting, completely undone on the barbell stand. When I finally opened my eyes, Dennis rose with a satisfied gleam in his expression and the evidence of what he’d done still wet on his lips. I watched him wipe his mouth slowly with the back of his hand.

Kade cursed behind me, slamming into me a few more times before he stilled, groaning as he spilled inside me. Dante pulled me up onto the bed, his hands roaming my oversensitive body as he positioned me on my back. “I’m not done with you yet,” he growled, settling between my legs. Behind me, Kade’s fingers trailed down my spine, teasing, making my stomach clench with anticipation. His voice was lazy and taunting. “She’s still shaking. Think she can take more?” “Oh, she’ll take it,” Dante said, his deep voice thick with amusement. He leaned back against the headboard, stroking himself lazily, watching me like a predator toying with his prey.

“Callum, please—don’t stop—” “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered. Her hands slid down his back, nails grazing the muscles that rippled with every movement. He watched her face as she unraveled beneath him, watched her mouth part, her eyes roll back, her body arch in ecstasy. When she came again, it was a slow burn—deep, consuming, sacred. He let go a moment later, whispering her name like a vow, buried deep inside her. ⸻ They didn’t speak at first.

"I'm cumming. Aaah, you dirty slut!" He pulled out from her mouth and aimed it right at Layla's face. An explosion of semen flung onto her face. She closed her eyes just in time, as his cum coated her face. Taking what he wanted aroused him more than anything in his life. Watching his slave wince and sputter as he shot his load on her face was the greatest moment of his life. She slid into the corner of the room holding herself. She inclined her head, feeling ashamed but still reeling from her orgasm.