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Raven’s kisses trailed lower, gentle yet deliberate, igniting every inch of her skin. Guiding Gia to the bed, Raven worshipped her with unhurried caresses. Gia squirmed, biting her lip to stifle moans. "Let go… I want to hear you,” Raven teased, nipping at her throat. Gia cried out—and Raven rewarded her with a gasp-inducing touch. The long-empty room filled with Gia’s whimpers and Raven’s satisfied growls, a symphony of reunion.

I leaned in, bridging the final gap, and pressed my lips against hers. It was a kiss of hunger and a clear declaration of war against the King’s neglect. Elara stiffened, her hands coming up to my shoulders to push me away. She didn't want to commit such a scandalous act, her mind likely screaming about the treason of it all. But I didn't relent. I deepened the kiss, my tongue tracing the seam of her lips until she let out a soft, broken moan and melted into me.

"The gate closes. You take permanent vows. No second chances, no appeals and no leaving. Sister Raven for the rest of your days." The way she says it, so utterly without drama, makes it land harder than if she had shouted it. I look down at my hands. My knuckles are still red from yesterday's scrubbing. "And if he does fall in love with me?" "Then you stay married. You have children and a home and also, you will have a real love." She tilts her head slightly. "Everything a woman could want." Real love huh? I almost scoffed. "You keep saying that." I meet her eyes. "Everything a woman could want. As if you know what I want."

a girl beside me sighed, draping her arm over my shoulder dreamily. I shrugged her off. “Lucky? If the pay is good, then maybe. Otherwise it’s just more work.” She scoffed. “You’re joking, right? Breathing the same air as the king… smelling his scent every day…” Her voice turned wistful. “And the chance to—” “—fuck the king,” another girl finished with a giggle. I grimaced. The crude words made heat creep up my neck. “Oh, sorry,” the second girl added with mock sweetness. “We forgot we have a virgin saint among us.”

“I don’t think I can ever go back to normal sex after this, Daddy. I need this. I need to be gangbanged regularly. I need to be your gangbang princess from now on.” Liam kissed me deeply, tasting the cum of his friends on my tongue, and smiled against my lips. “Then that’s exactly what you’ll be, princess. We’re just getting started.” Outside, the sound of more cars pulling up made my heart race. The boys had made some calls. More “friends” were arriving. And I couldn’t wait to greet them on my knees. To be continued…

How would I be able to become independent on my own and leave that annoying prison I call a house away from the evil bitch and her mother. If I agree to be his lover I will only be just a meaningless hookup to him and am sure he won't have feelings for a girl like me. Who am I kidding... Fairly tale don't exist in real life just on TV and story books. What was I thinking he would be the rich ,handsome Prince charming to sweep me off my feet ,fall in love and leave happily ever after. I really need to discuss this with somebody ...not to make the wrong decision. Ha! Angela...why didn't I think of that.

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

He continued as everyone was patient to hear him speak. “The word gay simply means a man who could be a mature adult, a young adult or possibly a child is romantically or sexually attracted to the same sex of its kind” “Simply put, a gay is a man loving and having romantic moments which includes sex with a fellow man like himself. “ He explained as he held his breath back, paused for a moment and continued. “What happened during gay sex?." He asked the thousand of followers as he cleared off his throat to give a proper explanation.

“I don’t know. Isn’t he your boyfriend?” “Xavier isn’t my boyfriend.” “Pardon me. About to be your boyfriend.” “Not that either.” “Seriously, Noah,” Rina chimed in, finally tucking her phone away. “We’ve been friends for three years now and you don’t know that Lucas is Mr. Commitment-Phobe.” “I’m not a commitment-phobe. I’m just not—” “Interested in relationships. Yeah. Heard that before.” I scowled at her. She was acting entirely too cocky for my liking.

Her naked body pressed against me, her breasts sticky with my cum from before, her thighs wet with our juices. “That was intense,” she said, her voice rough, catching her breath. “Yeah, you’re so sweet,” I said, wiping sweat off my forehead. She looked up at me, her lips curling into a smile, her eyes bright in the dim room. I knew this was risky. If her mom found out, it’d be a mess, probably end my marriage. But I didn’t care. Ariana’s pussy was too tight, too wet, too perfect. I’d been wanting her since I met her, and now that I’d fucked her, heard her moan “Zaddy,” and felt her swallow my cum, I was addicted. I’d never stop fucking her, no matter what.