Chloe Marquez Porn Novels & Stories

"I’m shameless! I seduced Julian! Please, just hit me! I’ll leave the Pack for good! I’ll give Elara back her happiness!" My mother’s frail body couldn't handle the shock. Trembling with fury, she pointed a finger at Chloe and forced herself to stand up from the bed. "Shut up !" my mother rasped. "I will never let my daughter be mated to a piece of trash who’s been sleeping with you!" As she took a single step, she collapsed heavily onto the floor, clutching her chest and gasping for air. "Ma'am! What’s happening ?" Chloe reached out to help her, but I lunged forward and shoved her hands away.

They didn’t waste time. Chloe led me to their spacious living room couch. She unbuttoned the shirt slowly, kissing every inch of skin she exposed. When my breasts spilled free, she moaned appreciatively and latched onto one nipple, sucking and biting while her hand kneaded the other. Marcus dropped to his knees in front of me, spreading my thighs wide on the couch. “Look at this pretty pussy already dripping for us,” he murmured, then buried his face between my legs. His tongue swiped from my entrance to my clit, sucking the swollen nub into his mouth while three fingers pushed inside me, curling perfectly.

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"Oh, God..." "Not God," Leo muttered against her skin, his breath hot on her lower abdomen. "Just me." Then he pushed her thighs apart, his hands holding her firmly in place. He didn't ask. He just looked, his gaze burning into her most intimate place, glistening and swollen from his earlier attention. "So pretty," he breathed, the words a hot caress. "So fucking wet. All for us." Then his mouth was on her. Chloe cried out, her back bowing off the bed. It was different from anything she'd ever experienced. Marcus was skilled, precise. Leo was... ravenous.

“But I’m not complaining.” Ava straightened slightly, still impaled on Marcus’s cock, and grinned at her best friend. “Want to join us?” Chloe’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “I thought you’d never ask.” She walked over, her heels clicking on the marble floor, and immediately dropped to her knees in front of Ava. While Marcus continued slowly thrusting into Ava from behind, Chloe lifted the front of the wedding dress and buried her face between Ava’s thighs, licking her clit with eager, practiced strokes.

She undressed him slowly, hands gliding over skin, teasing the waistband of his boxers before revealing his erection. Mark groaned as Chloe wrapped her hand around him, then leaned down to take him into her mouth. He gripped the sheets, hips twitching as her tongue swirled around him. Lena watched, still recovering, but drawn in again. She crawled over, kissing his thigh, then licking his balls as Chloe worked his shaft. “I’m close,” Mark gasped.

The sight of his powerful arms at the sides of my legs and his face next to my little pleasure place nearly undid me because I could feel the heat of his tongue as he licked me through my thin panties. I turned my head from side to side as the closer I got to my pleasure the more my feelings of restraint attempted to emerge. Vincent ran his hands along my hips and brought my panties down to my knees, my futile attempts to prevent this were calmly ignored by Vincent who kissed my legs open again and situated his face again at my now naked cunt. “ You belong to me, Chloe. And I belong to you.”

Her cheeks coiled into a smile and I draped my hands on her waist, "may we dance together?" She nodded in reply. ..... Chloe's POV Feeling bored, I have been staring at the clock observing as the hand keeps moving. I have been laying on the bed expecting Xavier walking through the doors stepping into the room. It just hit 10:56. Isn't that really late in the hour of the night? Where is he? I pondered. I shut my eyes and I tried to sleep but I couldn't wondering when Xavier's gonna get home. Xavier's POV

"My beautiful, forbidden little secret. Do you like knowing that I'm lying to the world just to have this?" "I love it!" she sobbed, her voice breaking. "I love that you're mine! I love how big you are inside me! Stretch me, Marcus! Stretch me out!" The sex was desperate, fueled by the ticking clock. Marcus wasn't just fucking her; he was trying to brand her, to leave a mark on her soul that no amount of pretending could erase. He reached down, his thumb finding her clit and grinding into it with a rhythmic, punishing pressure. Chloe’s reactions became violent. She began to shake, her breath coming in short, high-pitched whimpers. The friction of his cock and the pressure on her clit created

But curiosity got the better of me, so I unlocked my phone and tapped on the message. It was a video. I tapped to play, and within seconds, my eyes widened in shock. There, on the screen, was Chloe, dressed provocatively in an outfit that left little to the imagination. She looked like she was auditioning for a sleazy strip show, and if that wasn’t enough, the scene quickly devolved into something far worse. Chloe was in the middle of a sordid encounter with three men. One of them was aggressively fingering her, while she focused her attention on pleasuring the other two by sucking their dick, their hands tangled in her hair as she sucked them off. One of the men slapped her on the ass, caus