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she corrected. "Ohh, totally forgot you're a book worm, and you know better than me," I rolled my eyes at her. "I'll be going back to Knoxx's room to shower. Expect me back in ten minutes." I didn't return to Willa's room in ten minutes as I had told her, it was about forty something minutes later...all thanks to Knoxx, who wouldn't let my pussy rest. I showed her around the clubhouse that wasn't restricted, and she was in awe, telling me how it was described in some of the biker books she had read.

It was only for a minute and no one saw it! My face turns pale, words hang in my throat. I want to look at the face of this stalker, but Knox keeps me imprisoned for his brother. “Waiting to run my fingers along your pinkie was hard…” He lets a leg fall and slips his hand between our bodies to fulfill his fetish of touching my underwear. The back of his fingers graze my folds, sending a fresh wave of pleasure all over me. “Hmmm… yes…” His thumb touches myclit and I arch my back, trying to keep my trembling frame in place. “Yes…”

The names of the Readers were turning into a solid, glowing "Ink Black." One of the "Readers" from the ship—a man in a modern black hoodie—jumped from the prow and landed in the courtyard. He didn't have gold eyes, and he didn't have silver eyes. He had eyes of "Pure Ink." He looked at Kaelen, and a cold, mercury-smile touched his lips. "The 'First Sentence' is beautiful, Genesis," the man said, his voice sounding like a thousand pages turning at once. "But did you forget the 'Disclaimer'? The 'Reader' doesn't just watch. Sometimes, the 'Reader' wants to be the 'Villain'."

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ Hey, ink lovers. This chapter contains graphic torture, mutilation, blood, intense violence, and an on-page execution. The scenes are dark, brutal, and may be disturbing for sensitive readers. Reader discretion is advised. 🖤 ༒ ༒ ༒༒ ༒ ༒༒ ༒ ༒༒ ༒ ༒ 🐺ADRIAN🐺 "I promise you a slow and painful death." I said, and the words hung in the damp air of the dungeon like a promise I had every intention of keeping.

And I didn’t care even slightly because my pussy had been clenching around my fist for the last two minutes of forced silence. It was done being patient. And I unmuted Sasha. "Okay guurrll?" Sasha continued. Panting on screen. She had apparently been continuing without me. Her own hand visibly thrusting under her lace. "Don't think we're done. Pull that fist out slowly and then ram it back in. Every. Single. Ridge. Of your knuckles... I want your pussy to feel every single one." I pulled back. And my cunt gripped my knuckles on the way out with a creamy squelching drag that made my vision bend. My folds stretched obscenely outward. Clinging. Refusing to let go until the widest point of my kn

Then again, his face this time, his head snapping sideways into the wall. Again, right to his stomach. Again, to his chest this time. Again, and again, and again, each kick heavier than the last, each one fueled by a vicious grin spreading across my face. Knuckles, the monster of bare-knuckle fights, the thug whose fists had broken more men than bullets ever could, was reduced to a writhing heap under my boot. His curses became sobs, rage breaking into helpless, choking gasps. His eyes were wide, hateful, and terrified. Those eyes finally told me what I wanted to see.

Then I was completely wrong. Not even giving me time to breathe, Xander pushed his large cock inside me. " I will fucking kill everyman, that even try laying his eyes on you." Saying he increased the pace of his thrusts. Fucking me ruthlessly. "Aah. Alex..." I moaned. My Knuckles turned white due to gripping the edges tightly, but the pleasure made me ignore all the discomforts. "Don't ever try making me jealous." His groans missed with possessiveness were like music to my ears.

Five surprised faces stare at me as I lean over, bracing myself with my hands on my knees as I catch my breath. “He took her plump nipple between his lips and suckled, making Esme groan into the cold night air. She had known Knox was her mate, but never dared to believe he would actually want her. Her pussy clenches as he sucks harder, his hand sliding between her soft tummy and the elastic waistband of her leggings....” Braydon’s voice sounds thick and raspy as he reads a passage from one of my very favourite books. “Baby girl...” Phoenix sneaks up behind me, grinding his hard on into my ass as he loops an arm around my waist. It takes him a moment to read the room.