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“I you guys, man. You act all possessive around his rich ass. You guard him like you’re on a paycheck. You even count his steps, you weirdo.” “I—what?” I choke, heat prickling the back of my neck. “I don’t—” “Oh, you do.” He waggles his brows. “I know love when I see it, my guy. And guess what? I’m ready to rock you guys boat.” “Rock what—Manny.” I glare, though my ears burn. “Drop it.” How does he know all of that? And who else does? He laughs so hard water splashes from his shoulders. “No way. This is too good. Big bad Jordan Vex, scared of admitting he’s got feelings for the rich boy. Oh, man. Wait till the yard hears—”

he groaned again as in that moment, her tight walls chose to clench around him again. “I'm sorry,” she apologized in a meek tone. “No,” Jordan pulled back to look at her, “you don't need to apologise, baby. I love it. I love that you're so perfectly tight, I love how you clench so beautifully around my cock, I love how your walls seem to pull me further in, how your pussy seems to suck me deeper into your neverending warmth. I love every bit of it, sweetheart,” he spoke, his unfiltered words making Emerald blush even more.

Seething, he turned his phone toward Jordan, but the shift only made things worse. Jordan's silver hair and sharp, ethereal features dominated the screen. He was standing in front of Liesel and couldn't be bothered to acknowledge the camera. "Look at him! This is Liesel's new lover! She's been cheating on Elijah with him! Do you see this? This is the woman who thinks she's worthy of inheriting Hardin Group!" He ranted and raved, spitting insults at both of them. But the chat wasn't responding the way he'd hoped. They were curious about Jordan.

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

In fact, Uri also wanted to know what it would be like to be sucked out blood, when he was finished being sucked, whether he would die or not. In his mind he subconsciously recalled the story of vampires he had previously read. It tells the story of forbidden love between vampires and wolves. The male protagonist is the only son of the vampire lord, while the female protagonist belongs to the wolf tribe, living in the deep forest all year round. Vampires and wolves were then arch-rivals, both sides holding long-held grudges. There were occasional fights between the two clans, which made the feud between the two sides even more serious. The male lead and female lead initially fall in love sec

He jogged straight toward me. “Here we go,” Riley mumbled, standing up. “I’m giving you lovebirds some privacy before I throw up.” I laughed as she walked off, but my smile barely had time to settle before Damian reached me, sweaty and completely out of breath. “Ew,” I said immediately, leaning back. “You’re disgusting.” Damian smirked, shaking his damp hair at me like a dog. “You love me.” “Not when you’re drenched in sweat and reeking of whatever testosterone-fueled nightmare happens down there.”

So Jordan brought his face closer to mine with a demonic smirk on his face. “Remember what I told you. I am going to squeeze the living hell out of you until there is nothing left of you. Then we will both be free, with you dead,” he said, a smile slowly curving upon his face as he drew away. I smiled as if nothing was wrong, but beneath my face, my heart beat like crazy and fear made my stomach sink. “You can now kiss the bride,” the assistant said again. Jordan’s demonic smirk appeared again as he held my face roughly and forced me into a hard kiss, biting my lips hard with his teeth till I could feel blood on my tongue. Then he pulled away and gripped my hand, leading me out of the arena.

And I don't think it's a problem, everyone must be sleeping right now so we have enough time to love each other. I pulled down her kilt, opening her breast area she wasn't wearing a bra that's a good thing, and to be honest, they are looking huge than the last time we had in the shower but last time I haven't taken her completely and I won't leave a single opportunity to fuck/love her hard this time.

His voice held such love and passion as it spoke my name. He placed his hand on my hip, lightly squeezing it. His movements were fluid and just right. He knew the gentleness and tenderness that I needed. It's not to say that the sex was better, but it was a different kind of sex. It was tender and loving. "Rain, I am all yours to use as you see fit. Meleth nin." He spoke and I could see this light start to shine in his eye. A golden ring around his iris appeared and I could feel my magic rise inside me. I wasn't sure what he had just spoken, but it felt like a never ending bond was just formed different from the mate bond.

In front of Silas. Jordan chuckled, a triumphant sound. He pulled his hand away, showing me his wet, glistening fingers. “See that, Silas? She liked it. She loved it.” He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. “And that, Rumi, was just the warm-up.” I opened my eyes, blurry with tears and aftershocks. Silas was staring, his face a mask of utter devastation. My heart twisted. Jordan stood, unzipping his pants. His cock, thick and dark, sprang free, already hard and glistening. “Now for the main event.” He gripped my hair, pulling my head back, forcing my eyes to his throbbing dick. “Open wide, Rumi.”