Book Three Woman Mga Nobela at Kwento

The table was surrounded by pricey and fancy candles which were enlightening the chamber. "Pl-Please... so-mffhh.” She heard a woman pleading on the bed as the man atop her was ruthlessly f*cking her to the point even the bed was shaking. Megara's heart was thudding in her chest...it would have been normal if it was one woman but...there were at least three women on the bed. One was knocked out, one was currently being tormented and the other was scooted into the corner waiting for her turn.

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Swerving to the right, I tried to hurry around the trio of snarky women when I felt sharp nails dig into my arm, stopping me. “Did you just try to cut us off?” a snappy voice, high pitch and chirping, scolded. It was the first woman, her honey-brown eyes flashed underneath harshly cut blond bangs as she pursed her glossy pink lips in disapproval. “The nerve of some people!”

Then I stepped back and he let me go and we walked out together. The council representatives arrived at precisely dawn. There were three of them, which was one more than Soren's intelligence had suggested, and the third, a young woman with sharp eyes and a notebook already open in her hands, had the look of someone who recorded everything and forgot nothing. I filed that away immediately.

“Now Garrick’s going to wonder why. He’s going to dig. Ask questions. And when he figures out she’s our mate, do you know what’s going to happen?” “She’s not our mate,” Jax shot back. “She’s mine. You two don’t feel anything.” “We feel it,” Riven said, certainty in his tone. “That’s impossible.” The silence that followed was heavy and suffocating. “This can’t be real,” I said finally. “Three brothers sharing one mate? That doesn’t happen.” “It’s happening now,” Riven murmured, staring at nothing. Seeing something the rest of us couldn’t. “In the archives, there are stories about women marked with three crescents. Triple bonds.”

“There are three women inside. They beckon with hands that have too many fingers, and watch with faces that have too many eyes, and even their eyes have too many pupils. Their skin is . . . un-gentle. One has a breast that is more cube than sphere. Another has only one breast, and the third’s are mismatched, one much larger than the other. I see an eye where a navel should be. I see a mouth that is too wide on one side, stretching up into the cheek with a grin that reveals uneven fangs. The sight of these women is repulsive, and yet I am compelled by their tantalizing scent. A tendril of flesh coils out from the door, beckoning me as a finger would. Come hither, it says. I am frightened. I s

While I was at the door, I was sure I didn’t hear any music. My eyes landed on three women in their late thirties. They were all sitting around a table filled with drinks and food in the middle of the big living room. Two of them were dark-haired, while one was blonde, and they looked like single mothers. I thought I was going to sell myself to only one woman, but I had to please three women. "Shit! Let me out of here!" I yelled and pounded on the main door. "It’s no use, boy, come to us." I heard one of the women’s voices. I jerked my head to look at them and saw the blonde calling me with her fingers while holding a glass of beer in her other hand.

Looking away, I continue to walk, I don't need to see more. The second window is just like the first, however, there is a woman, naked, kneeling, with her arms bound behind her back. There is a man and a woman with her. Okay, I can cope with that. My mind is processing the thoughts really well, considering. Reaching the third window, I feel brave glancing inside. The room is dark, but you can clearly see a man and woman having sex, with women and men around watching, playing with themselves. I feel Jackson's pull on my hand.

Lucien stroked himself and watched. “Look how well he takes us,” Lucien said. “Even when he can barely move.” Rowan pulled off Dante’s cock just long enough to speak. “I want it,” he said, looking up at all three of them. “I want all of your cum inside me. Please.” Dante brushed sweat-damp hair from Rowan’s forehead. “You will have it,” he promised. “Again and again.” By the third day, the room smelled like sex and sweat and magic. The sheets were ruined. Their bodies were marked with bites and fingerprints and bruises. None of them cared.

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