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She chuckled, biting her lower lip. “I swear to God,” Liv laughed, “you’re gonna get arrested for public indecency.” “Let them try,” Bella purred, crossing her legs slowly, revealing the black lace lining her denim shorts. She felt alive. Her body ached for touch, her mind craved chaos. She wanted to lose herself in filthy pleasures, sweaty bodies, and meaningless orgasms.

"I'll never get enough of you, Marcus." His hands moved with purpose now, sliding under her nightgown, pushing the silk up and over her head. The morning air kissed her bare skin, but she barely noticed, too focused on the heat in Marcus's gaze as he looked at her. Her nipples were already hard, peaked with anticipation, and when his eyes fixed on them, she felt that familiar rush of arousal flood through her. "God, Bella," he whispered reverently. "You're so beautiful. Every curve, every inch of you. You're like a goddess."

Akira stared at her lovingly after the long, warm embrace. Akira beamed. Akira was a quintessence of beauty. Her bright eyes could illuminate a dark room. Her eyes carried the color of the sea. Her full lips fitted her face perfectly. Her nose gave her face a glamorous appearance. Whenever she smiled, her dimples displayed themselves on her cheeks. Her slender body always fitted perfectly into any outfit. Akira was an exquisite tall woman. Akira has played a huge role in making sure she lived a comfortable and fun life, here in the pack. Freya was surprised as to how she was able to stay long. For someone who never felt comfortable about coming to the pack until she stepped her foot into it.

They would be free. “And I’m in paradise with you, even though you’re a terrible partner!” Akira giggled, laying her head on his chest and gently stroking his tanned skin. “Aren’t you mad at me? They wouldn’t have shown any mercy on me if I had resisted. So I decided that it would be better to have sex voluntarily.”

They don't give up, knowing those Musketeers, they won't give up. So I succumb and answer it. “She is still naked.” Naya grins while Bella’s scrutinizing gaze assesses me. “I knew someone was gonna fuck tonight.” Bella chuckles. “But I had no idea it’d be an orgy.” “Bella, stop.” I groan, fighting off the blush about to embarrass me. “Wait,” Bella’s eyes widen. “Are those marks?” She is now looking at my breasts. Shit. I knew taking this was a bad idea.

I ended the call, my attention moving towards Sin and Bella. Bella was laying on her stomach, the ties of her bikini undone so Sin could rub sunscreen into her skin. Sin was so concentrated on the task at hand that she wasn’t paying any attention to the men throwing glances in their direction. Bella had convinced her to wear the bikini, but Sin was only wearing the bottoms with one of Tyrone’s old wife-beaters. The shirt sat low under her arms, giving anyone who looked a glimpse of the bikini top she wore underneath. As if sensing my eyes on her, she looked at me.

Making me go still in red alert. " Aren't you an interesting little thing , beautiful?" And that's when I see the asshole aka the Alpha Neil Richardson. Walking towards me. Dressed in a crisp business suit. A glass of whisky in his hands and that arrogant smirk? Plastered. " Generally girls beg in this state. Few even plead me to take them. And look at you" Crouching down to my level. His eyes take in my body. Lust clouding in them. To continue. " Ferocious like a lioness tied by chains. Snapping. Resisting. Denying."

Then, she stood up, Kaida's blood and scent all over her. I smiled, my heart racing with excitement. "Good girl, Akira. Now, go back to your room and sit still. Don't move, don't speak. Just sit." Akira's eyes blazed with anger, but she nodded. She turned and walked away, her movements akin to a robot. “Now for the last stunt,” I whispered and pulled out my phone, dialing a number. “I have something for you.”

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

Then I heard it—the soft click of our adjoining bathroom door opening. My eyes flew open. Bella stood there in nothing but a tiny black crop top and matching thong, phone still in her hand, screen dark now. She’d ended the call. Her big brown eyes dragged slowly down my body—spread legs, fingers buried knuckle-deep in my soaked cunt, dildo lying beside me like a promise. A slow, filthy smile curved her plump lips. “Mmm. hungry, April. I think I can help with that pussy,” she said, voice low and dripping with lust.