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They kissed passionately for a while, his tongue shoving inside her as if he owned her body more than her and she no more so as a right on herself tonight. He groped her breasts harshly until they turned red while she unbuckled his pants and pulled them down. He got his boxers off and his manhood was all ready to ravish her once again. He positioned himself on top of her and entered deep inside her with a single thrust. He didn't give her time to adjust as he started thrusting back and forth as she screamed and tears stung her eyes from the pain and pleasure making the rest of her body numb in equal meaures. He was unbelievably cruel and his stamina held no bounds after he placed her both le

Insatiable. It’s the only word to describe what being in heat feels like. I’ve always had a high sex drive, but this was unbelievable. I lost track of how many times we’ve fucked in the last six days we’ve been here. There wasn’t a surface in this cottage we hadn’t christened. I feel bad for who has to come in here and deep clean after we are done.

That silence was all the confirmation she needed. “Ah,” Sana whispered, her smile sharp as a blade. “So, the mighty Ishtiyaq Khan… is just another man hopelessly drawn to Timtim. You’re no different from Aariz. Pathetic, really. Two men circling the same fragile girl, while she doesn’t even realize the power she holds.” Her words hit their mark. His nostrils flared, his fists tightened, but he said nothing. Sana stepped closer, her heels sinking slightly into the gravel, her eyes glittering with cruel satisfaction.

I was in a better position to drink anything as I had grown insatiable to what I usually feed on. No, scratch the part where I said insatiable. Insatiable was when one fed and still wasn't satisfied. In my current state, I had no hunger for what I usually fed on. The wine was always there to serve as a reminder of what it felt like to drink from a sweet essence. I wove off the reminder that it always tasted bland, no matter what sort it was.

The evening sun dipped low as I prepared for dinner, the scent of roasting lamb filling the house. Richard and Jake would be home any minute, their voices already echoing in my mind—deep, commanding, full of that possessive hunger that made my core throb. But beneath my apron, Harlan's cum still lingered inside me, a sticky secret from this afternoon's romp. I'd showered, sure, but the faint ache in my pussy reminded me of his thick shaft stretching me wide, his grunts as he pumped me full. It turned me on, this double life, fucking them both while plotting more.

(WARNING:-Chapter is not suitable for every reader. please skip if you are not comfortable) Isaac’s pov When I entered the room, I saw that it was dark all around me. "Looks like she wants to play hide and seek with me." But what do I do with my restlessness? I could feel the heat in my body. I went towards the bathroom because I knew that all these rooms are for the guests, so the way they are made is also the same. So I hurriedly went to the bathroom and splashed water on my face, but I was not getting any peace from that irritation. It was as if there was a fire inside my body. I knew what she had given to me and that I would need that girl to ease my pain... but the problem was that she

Yet, there was something more that occupied her thoughts, something she couldn't shake off. Time and time again, her mind wandered into a whirlwind of desire and imagination, yearning to know what it would be like to have him close, to feel his warm body against hers. She wondered how it would feel to be devoured by him, like a mouthwatering delicacy, as she wriggled beneath his weight. These thoughts haunted her, refusing to let her go. They consumed her mind, enticing her to indulge in forbidden fantasies. She could not help but picture him in the throes of passion, his touch setting her ablaze with desire. Her imagination ran wild, craving the intensity of his affections, as if her very b

I whisper huskily into her ear and savour the sound of her gulp. “You’re incorrigible,” she breathes clutching my shirt. “I believe the word you’re looking for is ‘insatiable’ and for you, you’re damn fucking right I am.”

“You can't stand that word.” Carmen held the telephone with her shoulder and pushed an inch down her shorts. “My pussy is uncovered. It feels so abnormal.” She spread herself and slid her center finger through the wet depression, recalling's areas of strength for Robert rubbing her butt, so near her groin that she needed to shout, “Make it happen, touch me.” “Carmen!” “Apologies, I'm horny, insane horny, and it feels insane great,” she said. “Meanwhile, it's twat that I disdain. Pussy's alright. My bare pussy, pussy, pussy feels much better.” She added.

Being the other woman felt like whoring even though I wasn't sleeping with him; it felt wrong. We finished breakfast, and James and I went upstairs to get ready. The moment we stepped into the bedroom. He pulled me into his arms and embraced me. Hugging me tightly, he crashed his lips against mine and began to kiss me desperately. My body was betraying me, and I did not know what to do. He travelled to my neck and grazed his teeth against where a mark should be. Sucking the skin, I moaned and felt wetness pool between my legs. My body wanted him. My wolf craved him. I pressed my thigh together to control myself while I moaned. This was unfair. He was skilful, and I was untouched; how the fuc