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I stared at the ceiling fan spinning lazily above me, my heart still hammering between my legs. Four days until I see Marcus. I sighed, stretching lazily to pick up my phone. I clicked on stop and then scrolled to daddy in my contacts and hit send. “I can't wait to have that big dick of yours inside of me daddy…see you soon.” Then I flopped back, still leaking. A nagging urge pulled me to check my chats, but tiredness took over. Sleep crept in while Marcus filled my thoughts. A part of me wished the chats had won.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

I said, rubbing my chin. I’m never going to let him take what’s mine, he never liked father, and father never liked him, always trying to be alone and spiteful, I hated that, besides he pushed me off a railing when we were little, I’m not going to let him have his cake and still eat it. I picked up my phone to dial a number “It’s time I did things my way” I muttered, dialing. “Hey hot stuff” I heard her call over the phone, I rolled my eyes, she’s only attracted to the wealthy, just the type I’m looking for.

The smallest things can make me feel so emotional and everything to do with Hayden only made me that much more emotionally sensitive. --To be continued… Please support my other works: Forbidden Heat, Lust Contracts, Conquering the Emperor, Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss

She makes me want things I never thought I'd want. "Are you a boob guy?" She asks lifting her hands to cover mine. "No. I think I'm a you-guy." I say rolling her nipples between my fingers "You're utter perfection. Every part of you was sculpted to drive me crazy." My hands squish her tits together and I bend to lick the water off. I'm not condoning it but fuck do I understand why Fan married her. "Think you can go again, big boy?" Her fingers wrap around my already hard cock making it jerk with anticipation. I'm ready to be inside her again. Hopefully this time it'll be longer and harder.

I felt his fingers on my private parts before his fingertips slowly parted the petals of my outer pussy lips, stretching my entrance opened. --To be continued… Please support my other works: Conquering the Emperor 18+ Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18+

A woman was obsessed with me. For some fucked up reason, that realization didn’t make me feel safer. It made everything feel ten times more intense. Another message popped up immediately: Unknown: I’ve watched every single one of your streams, I couldn’t get enough! I know exactly how you touch yourself when you think no one’s really paying attention. I know what you sound like when you actually cum… not the fake moans you give your fans. I was breathing so hard the room started spinning. Then came the final text:

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Zay’s POV I never thought I’d feel this way. Not after all the years I spent pushing her away, tormenting her just to mask what I really felt. But standing there, watching that guy—Ryan—smiling like he owned the room when he looked at Vee, something inside me snapped. It was like my entire body shifted, my skin heating up, my fists clenching before I even realized what was happening. That wasn’t jealousy. It was something darker, sharper—a fierce, possessive fire that I couldn’t control.

Alistair’s voice dropped low, terrifyingly calm yet vibrating with a lethal threat. "Daddy, you’re being fooled! This woman is my ex-fiancée—you shouldn't be with a woman who used to be with your son!" Adrian shrieked again, the indignation written clearly across his face. I couldn't fathom why he was this angry. It couldn't possibly be jealousy, could it? The bastard had cheated on me and literally thrown me away. There was no way he still had feelings like that!