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I quickened my pace, bouncing on him as his hands slid under the shirt, up to my waist, then my chest. "Fuck," he hissed. "You don't know what you're doing to me." "I think I do," I breathed, leaning down to kiss him. "And I'm just getting started." He kissed me back, rough and hungry, his hips bucking up to meet mine, matching every thrust with a deeper one. The bed creaked beneath us. The steam in the room was thick—desperate, dirty, dangerous. Fuck And all I could think about was how good it felt to break every rule I swore I wouldn't. To ride him like I belonged to him.

My whole body shook violently between them as I squirted all over Sasha’s strap-on. They didn’t stop until they both came again. Sasha first, grinding the toy deep inside me, then Dominic, pumping another load into my ass. I collapsed in the middle of them, completely exhausted, covered in sweat, cum, and love bites. My nipples were red and tender, my holes sore and leaking, but I had never felt more satisfied. Sasha kissed my forehead softly. “You were perfect, Elena.” Dominic pulled me into his arms and kissed me gently. “Best Valentine’s ever, baby. Thank you.”

His other hand pressed hard into the wall beside my head, caging me in. God, the way he was pushing against me- as if he wanted to join our bodies to one. His body pressed together with mine so tight I could feel even his heartbeat...especially the way his cock was poking hard against my stomach. Oh my God. He was hard. Like really hard. His kiss got hotter. Sloppier and erotic. Tongue deep in my mouth, stealing all my breath. And I kissed him back. Because I couldn’t help it. My fingers curled into his shirt, my body trembling from how intense it felt.

I found the experience highly erotic and my penis rose to full strength as she dabbed at my balls and my buttocks. Taking her hand I led her to the bedroom and we kissed before getting onto the bed. 'I want to touch you,' she said, and I rolled onto my back as she knelt over me. She reached out and circled my shaft with her long, slim, red-tipped fingers. Her touch was exquisite: gently stroking with one hand, using the thumb of her other hand to spread the sticky fluid leaking from me around the purple, engorged head of my cock. As I watched she lifted the thumb to her mouth and licked the secretions from it. 'Is that alright? Am I doing it right?' she asked softly. I gulped and nodded and

She didn't know what made her do that but all she knows is that she fucking wants more of him. The kiss intensifies and soon... Eric finds himself having a second boner. Holy shit!!!!

Beauty’s hands roamed freely, exploring the contours of Mason’s strong back and the firm planes of his shoulders, each movement a silent declaration of her desire. The room filled with the sounds of their intimacy—a quiet symphony of soft moans and whispered endearments. Mason’s whispered promises and Beauty’s delicate responses melded into an erotic cadence that was both tender and unrestrained. Their lovemaking was a secret ritual, a celebration of love that had weathered every storm and now found its most expressive form in this stolen moment of passion.

He rose, cock slick from my juices. "On all fours now!" I obeyed, arching back. He entered slow, savoring. "Love how you take it." We fucked missionary next, legs wrapped tight. Deep kisses, bodies slapping. "You're my dirty secret and my addiction." He came hard, grinding deep. Cum mixed with my wetness, pooling under us.

My father could take as many women as he desired, but they could never take the place of my mother, whom he had murdered. The Moon Goddess gave our mates to us, though some considered her a pesky meddler. My father had been mated to my mother when he was rather young, and they had grown up side by side. My mother, the Lycan Luna, was graceful and submissive to her alpha, never challenging me in public or causing him any reason to be ashamed of her. My mother adored my father and lived her life each day to please him. She was mostly successful until the day tragedy struck.

He added another finger and I gasped, loving the feel of him in me. "Oh my God! More." I begged when Leo came up and sealed my lips with his, kissing me as he stroked my body. I reciprocated, whimpering in his mouth as Elijah kept licking my sensitive spot, slurping on me like I was his favorite juice. Soon he pulled out and replaced his finger with his huge, dangling cock that I wanted to suck. I wanted to taste his cum as I did with Leo. Was it as delicious or more salty? At first, Elijah used his dick to tease my entrance, and my mouth formed an "oh" when he thrust in roughly, my legs wrapping around his waist.

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.