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“Okay… I will.” He smirked at the camera, that confident look making my pussy throb. “Good girl and Sexysuzzy… we might meet soon, in real life. I’ll fuck you properly, I’ll stretch that tight pussy and that greedy little asshole with my real dick. You’ll finally know exactly what a thick cock feels like pumping inside you, filling you up with cum. You want that, don’t you?”

“WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE LODGE.” I didn’t open them. Not until I was home. Showered. Alone. Back in the armor of city lights and sharp suits. Then I did what I always do. I poured a glass of red. Opened my laptop. And braced for the mess. But I wasn’t prepared for this. Title: “Locked In: A True Story of Lust in the Storm” By: Jax Hart I blinked. Then clicked. The bastard had published a preview. A whole fucking chapter. On his newsletter. To over two million subscribers.

God, she tasted like sin coated with deliciousness. “S-sir…” Her moans were broken as she started to move her hips, riding my tongue like she couldn't get enough, and fuck I loved it. I slid a finger in along with my tongue, teasing her g-spot and she cried out in pleasure as she arched her back.

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A red lollipop unwraps from its sheath and waves from Davie to me. My heart almost stops when it pauses on Davie, and I'm thankful it isn't me. Regrettably, I wanted Davie to accept the dare to avoid being asked to do it. I'm terror-struck when Davie walks away, too afraid to take on the dare. As the door closes behind her. I exchange an awkward look with Amber. I'm desperate to be a part of the cheerleading team; however, degrading myself for it, I will never do that.

Clarissa shouted, “I’m hoping that’s the first and last time I put a cherry in my mouth.” I snorted and Dante giggled. “Thank your beast and… and t-tell him we’re s-so proud of him.” My mind was consumed with the sensations flooding my body and talking was hard. Not as hard as my cock though. Clarissa continued. “And to return the favor, I need to introduce you to turmeric and lots of spice.” Cum shot out of his cock onto the floor, while mine splattered on my chest and Dante’s sprayed over the cushions, as we Betas yelled, “What the fuck is turmeric?”

"Mmn!~ I love your cock so much. I want it inside me every hour of each day. Oh fuck~ Daddy, pound me faster, engrave your name in my honeyed depths with your big, fat dick of unrighteous fucking... Oh fuck~" "Mmmmmn~ Yeah, fuck me, Daddyyy! Ohh~! Aw~ H-uhh~ Aaa-argh~ Aaaaah~!!" A/n: Thanks for reading. Sorry for the late updates, I haven't been feeling well. Same as now, but I can't keep your Majesties underfed. So, here's one. I hope you liked this chapter. I'm not very good at spicy scenes, but I did my best and will continue to improve.

************ ****** ***** ****** ***** Author,s note This chapter was really meant to highlight the brewing chemistry between Chad and Roma. Could it be a dead end? Besides, there's a search for the Fisheye who's key to everything. Click on the small star below please. Love y'all. See y'all the in next chapter as we breakdown all that had happened prior to all this madness!

Warning: The few chapters contains sensitive content, including references to sexual assault, trauma, and emotional distress. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to such topics or find them triggering, please proceed with caution or consider skipping this chapter. It seemed Alpha Dante had been helping Vespara with her preparations because he did not return all night. Vespara had already left along with many of the soldiers she came with. The house felt too quiet for its own good. I suddenly miss Dante and Vespara. Although Dante was avoiding me because he thinks I will pounce on him, which I planned to, but is on hold for now, I still miss him.

I don't want my virginity taken away by some dirty hormonal man. So I ran towards the exit door but then Charles was so fast that he got a good grip on my jeans. I turned back to fight him off, but then I could not stop him. I started to scream for help, but the club's music noise was too loud for anyone to hear me. It felt like a blood-sucking dracula had caught me and would burn me. "Please sir, don't do this to me." I pleaded with Charles, already about to cry. "Don't worry, you will like it." Charles replied to me and tears started to pour down from my eyes as I saw my own personal body being ravaged by some savage pirate who wanted to use me.