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I groaned and then roughly entered her pussy. “ Ah... Ahh.. Ahhh ” she couldn't help screaming as I was too wild inside. “ I'm sorry, I know I'm too harsh on you,” I said, pulling out my cock, as she said with a moan, “ You can't be harsh on me even if you try your best, huh, just do it harder.” She mocked me proudly. How can you make me exhausted during sex, Your stamina is good, however, I admit I shouldn't have said this, as I entered her even more roughly, and moving inside her too harshly that my whole body was shaking out of my fierce fuck, she couldn't help screaming, “

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

"Fuck, I promise you're going to sit for breakfast with my cum dripping through your panties while I smile at your mom, thinking what I've done to her daughter without her knowing." "You're sick," I moaned, but I cum twice more before he even finished. He pulled out, and his cum pulled a rope across my stomach. He rubbed it with his palm, smearing it like he was drawing something. I lay there, coated in him, inside and out, watching him smear his cum on my skin until even my pussy clenched. "Let's quickly go and take a shower before our parents come down and find us like this," he said. "It'll be too bad if we get caught."

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I watched Samson lubricate his length and sigh. "I've never done this before," he mumbled softly. "You'll probably like it, it's a lot different than a woman," Mortas grinned and glanced back at him. Samson lined himself and pushed himself into Mortas, burying himself completely. Mortas moaned loudly and looked up at me with glowing eyes. I grinned at him and watched Samson's face as he started rhythmic movements. Both men looked lost in pleasure. Samson moaned and gritted his teeth. Mortas was stroking himself quickly and both looked ready to explode. A few more times and I watched Samson as he released powerfully into Mortas's ass. Mortas yelled as his spunk shot across his chest.

🔞WARNING:🔞 This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting at a stable pace. I watched her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with a lewd sound.

My hardened nipples were clearly visible, dark and tight against the wet silk. Lucan's eyes darkened to molten amber. A quiet, possessive growl rumbled deep in his chest, and I felt the sound all the way to my bones. Nearby males turned their heads, their nostrils flaring as they caught the scent of my growing arousal mingling with his.

He doesn't stop—oh fuck, he doesn't stop—curling deeper, his palm slapping against my clit with every savage plunge. The overstimulation burns, sweet and agonizing, building me right back up until my thighs are shaking, my shameless release running down my legs. I love it. I love it so much it breaks me open, tears rolling freely now because this is my fantasy come to life. The one I've poured into my secret werewolf smut stories under the name Alpha's Little Slut. Alphas who claim hard, wreck thoroughly, and leave their mates ruined and begging for more. But this is better. Realer. Azren's fingers are merciless, stretching me, owning me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear as he whispe

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.