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“And you know this how?” I shrug my shoulders and bite down on my bottom lip, urging my voice to steady. “I don’t know. . .I’m married to a crazy man who hits me whenever he snaps. And now, I have his crazy brother breathing down my neck, wanting to get into my pants.” He laughs. Am I funny? Have I said something funny? Why’s he laughing at me? “You’re truly hilarious, Maria,” he breathes. “But you’re right about one thing, I do want to get into your pants. Don’t you want me to?”

She went on about how Faina already hated her and how showing up late wasn't helping her case. Her frazzled state had been both endearing and amusing. She was so adorable. “What's so funny?” I glance down at Kira who stares at me, her small brow furrowing. “Yeah Niko, what's so funny?” I scowl at my cousin who chooses that exact moment to chime in from behind Kat smiles at me, the playful blue in her eyes gleaming with amusement. I straighten, the corner of my mouth twitching as I shove my hands into my pants

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

Kael got filthier, spanking my ass red while he filled my ass. When they finally came it was almost at the same time. Kian groaning my name as he filled my pussy, Kael cursing as he pumped my ass full. I collapsed between them, covered in sweat and cum, pussy and ass throbbing, body completely wrecked in the best way. We lay there panting for a long minute. Then I started laughing. Couldn’t stop. “You two idiots really thought you could keep this up forever?” I said, still giggling as I wiped cum off my thigh. “From now on, no more sneaking around.

“I mean, she’s your father’s girlfriend, isn’t she? Why doesn’t she do the grocery shopping instead—” My words were cut off by the sound of Fawn's resounding laughter that echoed through the room. Shame and embarrassment washed over me once I saw Fawn doubling over from the intensity of her laughter. She must really think I'm a fool, I thought to myself and her next words confirmed it. "Oh, Aqua," Fawn chuckled, wiping a stray tear of laughter from her cheek. "Do you think Hannah spends her day sleeping in her room, like you? Do you think dominant wolves are that free?"

"You probably like women with two arms." "I don't care if the woman has no arms. It's not that part of her I fuck, but I don't fuck teenage girls or cats." "Well at least you don't watch your language in front of me. I haven't heard that word in over a year." "Could you shut up and help me find food?" "I'd be fucking happy to." Great. A she-cat with a sense of humor. And another one he couldn't kill.

"Are you hurt anywhere baby?" "No more than I was when you left." I answered with a soft yet still painful laugh. Unfortunately my father didn't find this as funny as I did, and proceeded to look over me with concern and worry. I mean I understand why, but it felt a little ridiculous and over done. Honestly all of this did. Just all feeling rather silly to be honest. I didn't even understand how this series of events was happening to me. My entire life has been some cruel act of randomness almost like I'm part of some shitty fan fiction written by a crazy person with nothing better to do with their time.

Jen finally asked him what was so funny. "You guys. Not in a ha-ha way, though. You're the stuff of myths; proof that unicorns exist." Of course he had to explain it. "Most people don't know this, but I honed my craft when I was young by writing erotic stories on a couple of free sites. My editor suggested it, saying it would give me a fan base when my novels came out, and I came to enjoy it. I'm compulsive about research, so before I wrote the first word I studied the genres. There's a recurring theme that's laughed at, about a rich supermodel who falls for an average guy who'd had his heart broken by a faithless wife. Other than the faithless wife part, you guys are it. I'd write about it

“I can’t believe you actually read this shit. It’s fucking hilarious. This dude just came like five times inside this chick, like right in a row. In what universe is that even believable?” Oh my God, of course he’d found a sex scene of all things. “It’s fiction,” I argued defensively as I yanked my Kindle from his hand. “I like it a little bit unbelievable. That’s why I read it, you moron. To escape the real world. If I wanted believable, I’d just stop reading and return to my life.” “Yeah, but she called his dick a meat shaft.” “Oh my God.” I scowled. “You’re one of those annoying people who quibble over every little detail in a book, aren’t you?”

Gosh, he just made me laugh more. "What's so funny, brat?! Are you enjoying that man flirting with you?" he asked. "HAHA! I won't stoop that low. Besides, if I wanted to flirt with some nine-tailed fox, it would be with Kent," I said. We continued gossiping telepathically, and I kept on laughing whenever he was saying weird thoughts. My lungs almost came out. He's become weirder and funnier because of Yna. They suit together, then. Haha!