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Aunt Vedika always skipped that part if his day. I noticed a picture underneath the door, when I picked it up it was a picture of Samir and good looking guy. They looked so much alike, his hair was dark and lovely, he had bangs, his eyes was dark and had dimples at the side if his cheek. The smile on his face was straight ass fake. His eyes didn't wrinkle from the laughter, I knew at once he faked it. He was tall, and white skin, broad and dreamy, not the regular guy one would meet daily, instantly I felt some sparks in my heart.

Isaac rolled over and smiled at me before he noticed the discomfort on my face. “I’m sorry, Astra. Would you like me to turn around until you can phase?” If I am going to be mated to anyone, especially Isaac, I need to get over my self doubt. “It is alright if you watch me phase.” I gulped and started the change. My shoulders slimmed, my penis receded, my breasts formed, and, lastly, my face softened. I always kept my hair long. “Astra, you are beautiful and perfect in every way!”

I winked at him. “Why, honey?” Smith asked me while putting up the lovey-dovey look. I was all loved up. “First, he ruins happy moods and secondly, he is too cute and I think I might fall in love,” I said slowly as I covered my face with my hands. Sam started to laugh with his bald head shining more than ever before. “I will take that as a compliment, miss,” Sam said lightheartedly. “But I won’t take that, Anna,” Smith told me carefully. “Don’t be fooled by his looks, okay? He might be old but he is a sly, old power-horse!”

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

Like bruhhh he is so damn hot and handsome, he has money and is a bit older. I would imagine him coming back home and bending me over his big-sized couch, slapping my ass and squeezing my nipple so hard as I moaned in between his actions. I also fantasized about Amaris. Her large breasts on my face, and her pussy in my lips as I sucked the hell out of her until she realized all her orgasms she had been holding. My head was filled with thoughts that I didn't even know that the timer I had put earlier on the washing machine had stopped.

"Hey, Shea. There's nothing better than to touch a human when you're in the mood. I certainly enjoy mine." Samael loudly said to Shea, who had heard her. Shea whipped her head in his direction. The door opened and two human girls walked in. In lingerie.

What high form of sultry is this? This is some S-grade smut. Some super serious hardcore smut! I can’t read this aloud! These two are at it with only eye-contact and yards of distance between them, for gods’ sake! My eyes flicker to the place where Zen, Lukas and the Empress are standing. Help! This is too much for my virgin eyes! The three of them give back confused looks. I focus my gaze on Zen. Please, use your telepathic ability and read my mind! I can’t do this!

It wasn't even lingerie; it was just a tiny piece of sheer fabric over that lush body. When I saw her in that outfit, I couldn't resist; I wanted her more than anything. And if she was going to tease me, I'd have to endure the teasing. But she surprised me again. Samantha is a beautiful woman, seductive, receptive, fiery, and ardent. She's an incandescent woman! I'd never been so turned on watching a naked woman on camera. It was the best virtual sex of my life, even better than many in-person encounters I'd had, and I was eager to actually have her in my bed.

“Are you serious?” “Deadly.” “Samson Duncan.” I reached for her phone. “Password?” “You’re unbelievable.” “I’m loyal.” She handed it to me anyway, and in seconds, I was on social media, scrolling through images. When I saw a clean-shaven man with soft eyes and abs trying too hard, I held up the screen. “This him?” She nodded. I took a screenshot and airdropped it to my phone. “For research purposes,” I said. “Sky…”

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