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"...perhaps I have to use my evil side to make you submit to me completely. Hard fck…fingers…erotic kisses…that's all you need. Pleasure…can make you melt…" Oh God! My eyes rolled back when his hands on my aching core rubbed me aggressively. I held on to his arm helplessly as I bit my trembling bottom lip and threw my head back. My eyes dilated as I suppress my moans whilst he's standing there, watching me showing erotic expressions that satisfy him. "T-Terrence…" I called his name, shivering under his merciless touch. He leaned closer and licked my neck. "What is it, babe?" "I…" "Hmm?"

Eryx murmured, his hands moving to my most sensitive areas. I took a deep breath, trying to control the overwhelming sensations, but Eryx knew exactly how to push me to my limits. Every caress, every stroke, it was all designed to bring me to the peak of pleasure. Eryx helping me reach my climax. His hands worked with certainty, creating a perfect rhythm.

Sweat dripped from the woman; hot beads, the product of her efforts, fell on his torso. He could smell the sweet scent of her. A delicious fragrance that meshed well with her perfume. It was part of what Terrence liked about her. It made his dick hard and his mouth water. She rode him hard, tits bouncing in time with the motion. He could hear her flesh slapping into his. In a fog of passion he grabbed her roughly, flipping their position so she was underneath. With lustful eyes he lapped up the sight of her flesh as it glistened, an erotic vision under the red glow of the tinted lamp.

“I need you, Eric. Please… I’m sorry… it is lovely… but I need you inside me… please.” He crawled up over my body and kissed me, his hard c*ck poking against my groin, bumping my cl*t and p*ssy lips. He moved his lips to my breasts, sucking my n*ppl*s, and I moaned, again. I felt his c*ck moving over my sl*t and looked down between our bodies. His hand was rubbing his hard c*ck along my sl*t, the head of his c*ck was slick with my juices, and I moaned again.

Her thighs trembled violently, soaked with evidence of just how far gone she was, and Eris chuckled darkly, low in her throat. "So wet for me," she murmured, her breath ghosting over Aria's jaw. "You're dripping, Aria. Absolutely soaking. Is that what I do to you?" Aria moaned in response, too gone to form a sentence. "I can taste how much you want me," Eris continued, her voice a purr now, taunting and adoring in equal measure. "You're sweeter than anything I've ever touched. Do you even know how good you taste? How perfect?"

I whisper, trailing kisses down her neck and reveling in the way her body responds to my touch. Within moments, she positions herself astride me, firmly grasping my pulsating shaft. She delicately brings her hand to her lips, sensually tasting my pre-cum, which instantly evokes a pleasurable moan from deep within me. The scene before me is undeniably captivating, exuding an intense eroticism. With a firm grip on my member, she proceeds to glide down onto it, engulfing me in a tight, scorching heat that amplifies my moans of ecstasy to new heights.

She moans, "Yesssssss...Sweetie, that's it...yesssss...eat my pussy...eat my clit...eat it...mmmmmmm...yessssss...yessssss...that's good...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh!" Eric, grabs me from behind and starts pumping the hard flesh, "Here...sweetie, I'll take care of you." , While I worked her clit and Eric stroked, our moans filled the shower. He knew exactly what I needed; his fingers barely wrapping over the shaft, worked back and forth over the corona.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "HUNGER UNLEASHED" "GARY'S POV" -------- For months, Elena Harper had been starving.

“That’s it, my love, right there! I’m coming! I’m coming!” Eric smiles and accelerates his thrusts even more. I ride his cock and pull his hair. I arch my back, tighten my legs around Eric while I scream at my orgasm that hits me in waves again and again. Eric continues his thrusts until they become erratic, and he screams my name as he buries his canines into my neck. The mark, Eric, has marked me, and I see how everything around me darkens and I fall into oblivion.

It was a position of absolute, unyielding vulnerability. I stepped closer, inhaling her perfume tangled with the scent of raw sweat. Eros stepped up right behind her. He initiated his twisted, romantic game, slamming his lips against hers in a deep, invading kiss while his large hands aggressively massaged her heavy breasts. He dragged his mouth down her throat, biting and sucking on her pale skin, pulling pathetic, whiny groans from the submissive's lips. I didn't indulge in those kinds of performance sweets. My only focus was the raw, unadulterated meat of it.