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Sera asked after a while. Amos immediately opened his eyes to hear Sera talking to him. How could he be okay if Sera sucked his blood? Even so, he had no fear. It was different when Gerard sucked his blood. Why was he calm even though Sera almost sucking out all his blood? Sera rubbed Amos' lips that were reddened from clenching tightly. She did not know why there was no green glow on the man's body at the moment. She was quite grateful, but curious about what made that man's body glow at the banquet.

To make the call something we would both savor. I dimmed the lights further and opened a private browser. The site loaded with a familiar pulse of forbidden thrill—videos of couples and more exploring boundaries, bodies entwined in slow, sensual rhythms. I selected one that reminded me of Elias: a man with a similar commanding presence guiding his partner through wave after wave of ecstasy. The woman on screen moaned softly as he teased her with his fingers, drawing out slick sounds that made my thighs press together instinctively.

Hikaru pulls out a bottle of lube and a few butt plugs. “This one vibrates with a remote. I had Asim wear it once while he was being Mr. Serious Guard out shopping. It drove him crazy that I turned it on in public a couple of times, but I love being sexy in public as long as the actual act is more private. This one I think would suit you, it is smooth metal and can be put in a freezer or refrigerator and chilled or even warmed up some, if you like hot and cold play. I could do that sometime,” Hikaru smiles.

"He…he was r-raped by s-some of the b-boys from the h-hockey t-team. He t-took h-his o-own life thr-ee days before w-we tur-turned eight-t-teen.” "Amaris," Zara whimpers my name, taking a step towards me. I shake my head no and put my hand up to stop her. Closing my eyes to give myself a moment, I take a deep breath and wipe the moisture from beneath my eyes and cheeks, then continue speaking. "I didn't know that I was anything other than human until I almost shifted in class." Glendon's muttered, "Oh, crap," clues me in that that would have definitely gone badly.

⚠️ Author’s Note – Mature Content Warning ⚠️ Hey, lovely readers! Just a quick heads-up — this chapter contains explicit sexual scenes that are intense and may not be suitable for all audiences. Please read with caution if you're sensitive to dark, mature themes. Also, I’ll be honest — I'm still learning how to write erotic scenes, so this might not be perfect, but I poured my effort into it and truly hope it delivers the heat and emotion you're craving. 🖤

I dragged my gaze to them and watched as they all froze in their tracks, like Asai’s pheromones were a thick wall. “Call an ambulance.” I said. One of the security men approached carefully, his nose flaring. “Is he in heat?” He asked. “I have suppressants with me.” Asai shook his head, groaning low. “Pheromone crash.” He forced out through gritted teeth. “No ambulance.” He gasped, “Please.” “Bullshit.” I hissed. “You need to see a doctor.” “...can't.” A full body shudder wracked through him, and his pheromones flared higher.

My Depraved AI (1) I stared at the sleek black crate in the middle of my living room, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and forbidden excitement. After months of coding in isolation, I had finally done it. I have acquired the forbidden firmware patch and installed the illegal sentient core into my new hyper-realistic companion. There would be no more lonely nights spent tweaking algorithms or craving touch that never came. Tonight, he will wake up for me.

I ride him hard, my thighs already starting to tremble from the effort. The chat explodes into one long scream of caps-locked begging, everyone pleading for more. "Oh God, yes," I moan out loud, my voice echoing in the room for the viewers. Inside, I'm thinking, This is insane how did we get here? But damn, it feels so good.* His cock feels so deep inside me, like it's hitting places I didn't even know existed. Every grind of my hips drags my clit against the hard plane of his pelvis, sending sparks through my body. Each bounce makes my tits slap against my chest, my nipples so hard they ache with need. Sweat beads between my breasts, rolling down my stomach and mixing with the slick mess

“Faster, Finn. I want to see your sweat drip onto his back. Leo, don’t you dare stop sucking. I want to see his come leak from the corners of your mouth. Ash, you will not come until I say so. Hold it.” The chat window on the side of the tablet was scrolling faster than he could read. A waterfall of praise and filthy commands from wealthy, anonymous men around the world. *`GOD that’s a beautiful sight.`* *`Make the redheaded one scream.`* *`More spit. I want to see them messy.`* *`Elias, you are a master.`*

I read the first tweet that was shown on the screen of my cellphone, it was a tweet of an alter account with a handle @ashtonxxx. @ashtonxxx 'Hey! Who's up now? I just need a place to stay tonight. Near Harbor, you can do whatever you want to me. DM me if you're game. ' Attached to that tweet was a photo of a naked man, with a large emoticon glued to his face so that no one can recognize him. This man on the photo is exactly my type, he has a twink body. He has a good body shape and his skin is like the skin of a months-old baby, smooth and clean.