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It was a future filled with hope and the promise of a family united. But then sudden wave of craving washed over Francine, leaving her in a state of desperation. She clutched her stomach, her brows furrowed, and tears welled up in her eyes. The strange and disgusting craving consumed her, rendering her helpless. "Azure," Francine whimpered, her voice tinged with desperation. "I... I need... I need pickles dipped in hot fudge sauce. Please, Azure, I can't bear this craving any longer. I'm begging you."

“Mom, I'm craving some bobba tea. Can I go get one in the cafe downtown?” Her gaze drawled from the telenovela series she was watching to me. “You can't, Ivana. Have you forgotten what happened when you left the mall for the same bobba tea, last time?” I exhaled. It wasn't going to be easy. “I know, but Felix and Mark can come with me for protection. Can't I just get what I'm craving for?” I frowned, my patience already running low. “I can't go to college. Yes, I accepted that. I can't go for my therapy sessions, also, I accepted that. But now that I'm craving for bobba tea, still, I can't get it?”

Draven thought in his head. “I don't know why I am craving weird things but I have never felt this way and I feel like if I don't satisfy this urge, I’d die,” she took her face to his own. “What do you crave?” he asked, he knew it would be weird but it can never be as weird as Apple and curry. He had never seen anyone eat that combination. “You are Alpha hence you are very strong and you can do anything so it won't be a big deal, right?” she asked and he nodded, moving closer. His head swelled when she called him Alpha.

Lena stared for a heartbeat, her mouth watering. "Go on," Caleb urged, his voice a rough command. "Show me how much you wanted this." She leaned forward and took him into her mouth, her tongue flattening against the heat of him. He let out a low, guttural groan, his hand sliding into her hair to guide her. Lena took him deeper, her throat stretching to accommodate him, the salty taste of him overwhelming her senses. She looked up at him through her lashes, watching the way his eyes fluttered shut, his head falling back as he hissed through his teeth.

"I want to kneel between your legs, taste every drop of you… your juices coating my tongue… feel your hands in my hair, dragging me closer… pushing me down, forcing me to swallow you… until I’m soaked and drunk from your juices." Her fingers fisted in my chest, nails biting, and she breathed, "Isn’t that… wrong? Isn’t it… disgusting? It's an abomination for an alpha." "It is," I admitted, a low chuckle vibrating from my chest. "And I don’t give a damn. You’ve driven me insane, Talia. I’d do anything. Kneel, suck, lick… even start at your toes if you told me to. I’d drink it all, taste it all, fuck every inch of you."

The screen lit up and my entire world cracked open in front of hundreds of people. The video started with clear footage of David in his study. He stood up from his wheelchair without any struggle, stretched his legs like it was the most natural thing in the world, and walked across the room. Then came the phone call. His voice filled the entire hall, loud and clear through the speakers. “Yes, baby. I miss you and our daughter too. Just a little longer. Clara still has no idea. She is too dumb to figure it out. That fool actually believes I cannot walk. She is so easy to control.”

I am screwed! He popped it open like soda, took a swig, then shoved it toward me. “Your turn.” “I’ve never drunk before,” I admitted. “Then tonight’s your first. Let's pop that cherry, Dumpster Boy.” I took a sip. Fire clawed down my throat. I coughed, grimaced. He laughed, full and rich, and it made me want to try again. So I did. Then again, and again. The burn softened into a warmth that spread through my chest, loosening everything I’d been holding too tight.

"I have cravings for meat ." "Are you saying that you are pregnant?* "No I am not pregnant. I only crave meat." "Do you want one now?" "Yes,but a raw one. A full turkey or chicken." Alex eyed the Queen for a while. "Please Alex ." Alex went to the kitchen and made his request. Mrs Jones gave him a full turkey. Alex paid 30 coins. Carmen did not wait long, she grabbed the turkey and began to eat. She licked any blood that covered parts of her mouth. And licked every finger with blood on it.

I wanted his cock stretching my tight pussy open. Dr. Marcus stood up slowly, adjusting his trousers but not bothering to hide the massive erection anymore. He walked around his desk and leaned against the front of it, closer to me than he’d ever been during a session. “Our normal time is over,” he said, voice low and controlled, but I could hear the hunger underneath. “But if you’re willing, I’d like to try a different kind of exercise today. Something more… experiential. No pressure. You can say no.”

“Fuck, you feel incredible.” Elena pressed her forehead to a row of books, moaning softly. “Deeper… please…” He began to move, long, controlled thrusts that rocked her against the shelves. “Arggh… Adrian… harder,” she pleaded, voice a desperate whisper. “Your cock feels so good.” “Filthy girl, begging in the archives.” He reached around to rub her clit, thrusting deeper. “Imagine someone hearing these wet sounds. Hearing you take every inch like a secret slut.”