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I swallowed back the sound, trying not to freak out and blow my cover. Kain’s hair was an absolute mess. There were claw scratches on his skin and I tried not to think about which girl had done it. He didn’t seem to care one bit that he was naked. I gulped heavily, unable to tear my eyes away from him. The sight might be horrific but it was also… uhmm… delighting. Kain’s naked body was art. He had bulging muscles in all the right places and his length, fuck! He was rock hard right now.

Adonis I arched an eyebrow at the picture staring up at me from the screen of my phone. Cole, that stoned fucker, had sent it to me. He was laying on some bed with silk sheets with so many half-naked girls curled over and around him. At the corner of the picture was Tim, the timid technology geek of my team -we were all technology geeks, obviously, but Tim’s case was just fucking hopeless- and he was pressed into a large couch looking flustered and awkward as half-naked girls curled over him too.

"Oh my goodness! You are killing me now, girl!" Kayden shouted with amusement and surrendered to her teasing. He knew that she was capable of making him come without even touching. And the penile sounding rod was helping in her favour to tease Kayden. "Oh really now? Am I?" Medusa chuckled and straightened herself while keeping her skirt off her butt cheeks. Kayden released a groaning noise as his fangs grew longer upon seeing her plump round naked butt. His heated stare trailed towards her back to see the arch and admired her figure.

Her pretty mouth flew open, and I assumed she had slipped a finger inside herself. She looked so gorgeous on the video camera, and I put my hand on Ked's shoulder so he could wait there with me. "Get undressed, Kiara." I ordered, which made her eyes shoot open and stare at the camera. A naughty smile was on her lips as she stood up and pushed the skirt off, so that she was just in the mesh bodysuit and a black thong. Next, she unclipped the button of the bodysuit between her legs and, in a sexy, swift motion, pulled it over her head. Kiara bit her bottom lip as she slowly turned around in just her underwear, her sexy ass cheeks on display as my eyes loved that "yes, sir" tattoo on her ass.

Couldn't she control her urges? Slowly, Kayla began breezing a hand up his breast, carefully running her eyes through his chest while her other hand skimmed down to take his cock. There. Kayla did everything not to react according to the shock and emotions that rammed into her. The scar was there. The one on his stomach was inked. And there was one on his chest. Her hands trembled even before her hand could reach his cock. He grabbed her shaky hands and took them off his body. “Control yourself.” He walked off.

As she scrubbed away, her four limbs on the floor, she just couldn’t help but see what he was doing with those females. Kiara told herself it was just curiosity but it was something else. She watched as the two darker haired and similar looking females lay helplessly naked under Alpha Denzel. Kiara peeped through the slightly opened door as the females snaked their arms and wrapped their legs around his waist. He had a tattoo of a wolf on his back. It was bold and huge and made him look even more dangerous than he already was. She felt an unfamiliar tingle through her body. Kyra, startled by what she had seen, took a couple steps back and rattled a nearby vase.

The ceiling was mirrored, and she could see her own reflection, a pale, wanton creature waiting for its master. Kael stood at the foot of the bed, stripping off his shirt. His torso was sculpted, all defined abs and powerful pectorals, with a light dusting of dark hair across his chest that trailed down his stomach. He unbuckled his pants and let them fall, stepping out of them completely naked. His erection had returned, thick and proud. He climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her splayed thighs. For a long moment, he just looked, his gaze searing over her breasts, her stomach, then settling on her exposed pussy.

I stood up on shaky legs, my knees red from kneeling on the hard floor. My face was a mess, saliva dripping from my swollen lips and chin, tears streaking my mascara down my cheeks. The front of my white blouse was soaked through, clinging transparently to my hard pink nipples. Professor Caldwell’s thick cock bobbed heavily in front of him and veins pulsing angrily. He looked at me like a predator ready to devour me whole. “Bend over the desk, Kyra,” he repeated, his voice low and rough.

“I’m confused. You were with a woman but you didn’t have sex last night. You are naked but you did not get between her legs. You are loyal but these pictures…ugh! I'm damn confused.” "I didn't have sex," I said firmly. "Can you bring my clothes?" "Well, you don't look terrible in this look." Rika eyed me from head to toe. "You have a firm body. Having sex with you is kinda fun." I rolled my eyes, tugging my fingers at the band of my briefs. "Let's do it then." "What are you doing?" Rika screamed when I began to pull down my briefs. "Jesus, Scott you're a shameless asshole!"

MAYA Of all the people that Miss Waters could pick. How am I going to concentrate when its freaking Cole? He is shirtless, and his abs look like they were chiseled by a master sculpture. He is glistening with sweat, and his chest moves as he breathes heavily from his workout. “Dear moon goddess, please help me.” I murmur under my breath. “Keisha.” Cole nods at Miss Waters. “Hello, Cole.” She returns his acknowledgement.