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My feet betrayed me, moving closer to the half-open door despite the pain lancing through my chest. “Whose pussy is better? mine or that boring, plain Winter’s?” Crystal asked. Her jet-black hair swung in a rhythm as she rode his cock, her body moving up and down over Kallias' lap. He gripped her waist firmly, guiding her movements “Yours. Yours, my beautiful Crystal. How could you even ask?” Kallias’s voice was a low growl. The same sound he always makes when he is about to cum. “Oh, fuck…”

“Annika, did you just scrunch your nose up in disgust at me? My eyes move from her lean figure to Ares, but he totally ignores me, his hand slowly caressing the side of her face. “You look hot when you are angry,” he murmurs, then plants a peck on the side of her face before stalking away. “Ares!” “Hey!” Her claws dig into my skin as she whips me around to face him. “You didn’t answer my question.” “Because I can do whatever I want to do in my home!”

I said, trying to hold my voice steady. She leaned against the doorframe, eyes gleaming. "You’re here to beg, right? So get straight to it, darling. Pull your clothes off, and maybe I’ll rethink letting you into my squad. You wanna be popular, don’t you?" This bitch was insane. I hadn’t known Sofie was bisexual. Clearly, she was also crazy—the dangerous kind of crazy that wore a smile while cutting you open. "Will you give up Jace after this?" I asked, voice low.

Karim – I'm going to fuck you real good... yeah... and you’ll be begging for more. You love what I’m doing to you... huh? – Yes... I love it... oh my God... I thrust harder, faster, not letting her catch her breath. She trembles in my hands, completely overwhelmed. – I’m going to fill you up... ohhh yes... take it... again... yes, my slut... you're my slut... mine only, right?

The venue had a glass-walled penthouse suite overlooking the skyline, complete with a large circular bed platform in the center, multiple couches, a fully stocked bar, and a raised stage area with spotlights. “I want everyone to see what a pathetic, broken cuck you are tonight.” She told Mark while getting ready, she wore a tiny red micro-dress that barely covered her ass cheeks. Her massive, milk-heavy DD breasts strained the thin fabric, dark nipples clearly visible. Her pussy was freshly waxed, already glistening, a thick Queen of Spades tattoo now adorned her lower back, just above her juicy ass, and another small one on her inner left thigh.

The heat from the slap loomed over my body, and the sting of it built my orgasm fast. In no time, my toes were curling, my back was arching, and my knees were bucking. “I am cumming….” I cried, and his movement turned rougher and faster. “Cumming?? Ohhh!!! That’s my cute little slut! That’s my fucking slut…” “I am not your slut,” I managed to rebel, still shuddering, but he didn’t stop. His fingers moved harder and faster, rolling, twitching, and flickering. “Tell me, does he explore your pussy this way? Does he make your toes curl this way? Does he fucking make my veins tighten while you are an inch away from your peak….”

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

She felt his erection against her, the heat from his body and chuckled softly. Theo’s hands went to Sasha’s breasts, his fingers carefully caressing her nipples till they became hard, he sucked on them gently using his tongue to map around her hard nipples. He could tell by her body’s response that she was into it, and by the look in her eyes that she was very much into him. He leaned in for a kiss, his tongue at once probing and exploring within her mouth. Sasha’s hands were all over him, running over the muscles of his chest and abs. She could feel him growing against her and the heat that was emanating from him.