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Eric hissed, "Just leave him and marry me, Bruna. I will keep you happy. I will fulfil all your needs, let it be emotional or physical. I know that disabled husband of yours is a fucking piece of trash who might not be able to satisfy you." What?! That was more than enough. I shoved Eric and landed a tight slap on his face. Eric's face got thrown to the left by the slap. "How dare you speak bullshit against my husband, huh?" I scoffed at him. Grabbing the collar of his coat, I straightened him and glared at him. "I am his loyal, dear wife and I won't hear any bullshit person like you speak even a word against my husband." I warned him. I shoved Eric and declared, "And from now on, it will be

She glanced around at the angry beastmen and said, "Everything started because of Jasper. You can go ahead and punish him as you wish. But my husband is the mighty Kael Vaxenroth of the Dragon clan! You'd better think twice before you lay a finger on me!" At that, the beastmen who had been eyeing her menacingly suddenly turned to look at me. I didn't even spare Priscilla a glance. I said coldly, "I don't have feelings for her anymore. Do whatever you wish to her." Priscilla retorted loudly, "You love me! You love me so much that you spent forever looking for treasures for me and even nearly died a few times too! How could you just say that you don't have feelings for me anymore?

It annoyed me that she's married to my brother of all people. The passionate night we had flashed in my head again, our kisses, our naked bodies, the feel of us together, my hands running over her soft body as we kissed passionately until exhaustion took over. I couldn't help but remember how she moaned softly when I bit her neck, I could feel myself getting harder at the memory. Shaking my head, I closed my eyes, "it doesn't matter now, she's your brother's wife." I murmured to myself before taking a deep breath and going back outside.

ARC 11: LOYALTY WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, cheating, revenge sex, dirty talk, public-risk elements, rough finger-fucking, deepthroat, and intense consensual adultery themes. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to raw, unrestrained erotic fiction. --- I’ve always been the good wife. The one who smiles at the neighbours and keeps the house spotless. The good wife that fucks her husband on schedule like "a dutiful little appliance"

We promised to meet online the next evening (his wife worked 12-hour shifts at the local hospital in the evenings from 7:00 pm, so he had all the time in the world to chat). As soon as I could, I rushed home from work, grabbed a snack, and went online to read his stories. He had 17 posted stories about man-to-man sex, and I found myself so aroused I jacked off three times as I read them. At 7:30, a message popped up on my screen: “lovingman” is calling.

"You're right, where did you learn that?" Eric narrowed his eyes and looked at Henry dangerously, Henry had never said something like this in a love story before. "What is this?" Eric pulled out a small notebook, above the title, it was "How to say the best sentences to make your wife love you more". Henry turned his head away without daring to look at Eric, Eric immediately knew that it was the newcomer, Mark. “Really, are you lying to me when you say these things, actually, you don't like me either. That's right, I'm just a man."

Valeria continued with a shrug, "Your husband could be different. Men in our world love fucking mind games, control, emotional torture... all that toxic bullshit that slowly drives women insane." I couldn't help but notice that she was using that term again. "...in our world," "But your husband?" she said. "Maybe you two just need to fuck the tension right out of each other's system. Sometimes all that arguing and emotional bullshit just needs one really good fuck to clear itself out." I nearly choked on my drink. However, the women in front of me looked completely unbothered. "The kind that leaves you sore and unable to walk properly for three fucking days," Nina added casually. "Depending

Sarah’s hand lazily traced circles on my stomach, her full breasts pressed against my side. But the hunger in her eyes hadn’t faded. “Not done yet, baby girl,” she whispered, leaning over to kiss me deeply. Her tongue claimed my mouth as her hand slid down to cup my mound, two fingers slipping easily into my drenched cunt. I moaned into the kiss, hips twitching. Jake watched us with dark eyes, slowly stroking himself back to full hardness. “You two are insatiable.” Sarah smiled against my lips. “Watch this.” She rolled me onto my back and climbed on top in a perfect sixty-nine, her thick ass and dripping pussy hovering right above my face. “Let’s show your stepbrother how Mommy and daughter

"Your husband would be devastated to see you like this. Married pussy taking six executives at once to close a deal. How does that make you feel?" Tears streamed down my face, mixing with sweat. "So ashamed. I am a terrible wife." “But you love it, don't you? Don't worry, your husband doesn't have to know about your darkest secrets.” They moved me against the glass wall overlooking the city. My breasts pressed against the cool surface as Victor took my pussy again from behind, while Derek claimed my ass and Murphy used my mouth. Nina and Vivian touched and teased me constantly. My body betrayed me, completely clenching and dripping around their cocks as pleasure consumed me.

“Take it, Victoria. Take it like the hungry wife you are.” He reached around her, his fingers finding me, wet and throbbing. He plunged two fingers inside me, his thumb circling my clit. The dual stimulation—feeling him fuck his wife while he fingered me—unraveled me. “Oh god,” I whimpered. “Look at her, Victoria,” Jonathan commanded, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Look at what you’re a part of.”