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If anything, that showed me how weak I was to his seduction. This was rock bottom. How far was I willing to stoop? What was even more pathetic was how excited I became when he said I belonged to him. Tyrith Keiser belonged to no one. I made that point countless times. Then, here I went, swayed by a few lustful pheromones. Christ! I needed to get a grip. Maybe I should have had sex before coming. No. I still had time. I could do it before our next meeting. It would take the edge off. A one-night partner would do the trick. No strings attached. Someone with opposite qualities to Lucian.

Sure enough, there was the woman with Satan’s most notorious, nefarious reputation, and in this place, that was really saying something. Vixen was known as the MC’s favorite ride – and she was rumored to have been with every one of the guys, and multiple times. She was the ultimate pass-around, the quintessential biker’s whore… and she was smiling sweetly at Scars, whilst wearing very little at all, as usual. The woman was smokily and sexily gorgeous, about that there was no doubt, but she had that brazen, aggressive, unpolished beauty of a wild creature. There was nothing demure or elegant or wallflower about Vixen as she carried out her waitressing duties. She was, to her core, an MC bar b

I want to envision my Little Vixen. Grabbing her by the shoulders I spin her around, so she is facing the wall. Reaching around her, I untie the belt and her trench coat falls open. Sliding my hands in the opening of her coat, she is naked, exactly like I thought she would be. Sliding my hands down her tight stomach, my fingers graze the apex of her thighs, and she is already dripping wet. Unzipping my pants I pull out my cock. Pushing her coat to the side, I do not waste any time. Positioning my cock at her opening, I slam into her. She screams out as my cock fills her. Putting my hand over her mouth I muffle the noises coming from her. Holding her hips in place with my free hand I

"I need this, I need you to get through the next couple of days. The last nights were hell, I dreamt of you but couldn't hold you. And now you are in my arms." She blushes, her eyes sparkling as she looks at me. "I know what you want. I ... hmmm ... I've been watching some sex videos online and heard from other she-wolves too," she confesses, looking shyly down at the ground. "Is that so? So you have been a naughty girl. Tell me more. How did you feel afterward?" She smiled coyly. "Hot." And now I can't help laughing. My hands run down her thighs to the edge of her underwear. "As hot as now?" Her arousal swirls around us. "And what have you done about it?"

“Yes please, and yes please.” Vixen looked over at the woman standing by the window; she was blonde with baby-blue eyes, and she was tiny, smaller than Vixen herself, which made her believe that if this woman was one of King’s Men, then she had to be absolutely fucking lethal, appearances be damned. She could probably snap a grown man with her pinky finger, smiling sweetly the whole time. “Hi. I’m Vixen.” “Honey,” the woman said. “And let me tell you, girl… I’ve seen that video footage from the parking lot. You are a badass extraordinaire, and I suspect that if you came after my job, you’d get it.”

Instead, my pussy clenched hard, another trickle of wetness sliding down my inner thigh. Victor stepped closer, towering over me. “Unfortunately for you, little girl, we have evidence of just how much of a filthy slut you really are.” He nodded over to Jax, who tapped his laptop. The massive screen on the wall flickered to life. My stomach dropped, cunt flooded, a whirlwind of emotions started brewing in my head as old videos start playing. Clips from my wild college days. Me on my knees, moaning like a whore while sucking cock. Another where I was bent over a desk, getting fucked hard from behind, begging for more.

My crazy vixen ~7 years ago ~ { Vivienne's POV } "Get your fucking hands off me" I screamed They ignored me, dragging me further down the corridor before shoving me into a room Everything was white. I hated it. I hated the silence, the voices would always shout. It was so annoying. "I didn't even do anything wrong That guy couldn't have tried to force himself on me. Then I wouldn't have had to cut his face off" I shouted after them.

And now the world might. The angle was perfect. His cock—thick and slick—disappeared into me with wet, obscene sounds. God, I looked so needy. So desperate. So fucking used. I watched myself fall apart. On camera. His student. His secret. My phone buzzed. Unknown Number: ‘Nice video. How much for the sequel?’ I froze. My lungs stopped working. Another message came in. Different number. Anonymous: ‘You fuck like a goddess come to life. What’s your OnlyFans?’

I guess those porno books she read taught her something. That’s right. I knew all about the steamy little books she delved into. Sweet little Violet had no clue how close she was, and in her ignorance, managed to say the one thing that would send me straight off the edge. “What about your wolf, Hael. Doesn’t he want me?” Every animal instinct I had that had once lay dormant now flared to life, each one awakening the next. Before I could blink a wildfire had broken out and my control slipped, fluttering in the breeze and carried away with each sizzling ember.

’ I muttered looking at the direction the voices were coming from. I walked towards them and stopped right in front of them. “Not everyone has what it takes to be a vixen.” I walked away after saying this, it was high time I shut some people up. I'm shy, not dumb. “Come here.” Zavian said while pointing at me. I anticipated what was coming next but I still acted reluctant though deep down I still couldn't get over the fact that I had to watch him fuck three different women. I walked towards him and stood in front of him, immediately they dimmed the light making the room perfect for what was about to happen next.