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Lena drives us home and helps me upstairs to our bedroom where Rita and Antony are having a post coitus nap. “They are adorable,” Lena says. “They are, and I love how Antony’s little nipples have gotten puffy with his pregnancy,” I reply. “I love how yours have, though, yours are more than just a little puffy and the nectar they produce is sweet,” Lena says. She loves sucking on my nipples before filling my ass and I love that she feels so free in showing off her body in clingy leggings and cropped tops that allow people to see she is neither and both genders at once.

I sneer, eyes fixated in every one of them, a brooding dark gaze in my eyes. “We've come bearing news. Alpha Kendrick from Moon Crescent pack offers his only daughter Loretta as one of your concubines in exchange for an alliance. She is a very beautiful woman, well educated, trained in the arts of fighting and is a virgin. She… “ I suddenly burst into laughter. It was so sharp and out loud that there was complete silence from every other person as they watched me laugh. When I was done, I clapped a hand over my mouth and watched the elder who had spoken with mirth in my eyes.

His head whipped to the side and a heated look of lust and livid anger slipped into his gaze as it traveled from my head down to my toes, checking out my disheveled state. He growled and dug his paws into Jerome's ribs. "Put your clothes back on, Axl." Jerome's voice was calm and fearless as if he wasn't being held by the neck by a powerful Lycan! What?? Oh, goddess. my eyes widened as I followed the path Kael's eyes had followed earlier. red nipples hard due to the wind glared back at me. Oh my! I am standing half-naked in front of Kael. What could be more embarrassing than this? My hands flew to cover my breasts!

Maira coaxed Celestine. "OK." Celestine accepted her fate. 'I don't have anyone for which I will save my virginity. My only family is Celi. And to save her I can do anything even if it is to sell out my body.' Celestine let out a quivering breath. "Maira where is my reward?" Lisa asked pouting her lips. "Your big dick is busy in fucking Jennet's pussy." Maira said and laughed. "He can have me at night." Lisa smirked.

“She was… quite particular about it.” Clearway laid out the rest: Fresh linens. White. Soft. A pale blue gown with silver thread at the seams. A thick, wool-lined robe - heavier than anything slaves were given. Clean undergarments, delicate and untouched by wear. “We washed your bedding,” Clearway said. “The Luna requested only the best materials.” “She said you’re to have nothing coarse against your skin today,” Waters added gently. My throat tightened. Clearway poured the tea and held it out with both hands, waiting patiently until I could lift mine.

Pussy lips swollen and shiny already. The woman walked around her. Touched her ass. Squeezed one breast. Pinched the nipple until Lena gasped. “They will pay a lot for this body,” she said. “Kneel.” Lena dropped to her knees. The carpet was soft but her heart slammed hard. The woman buckled a thick leather collar around her neck. Soft lining inside. Cold metal ring in front. She clipped a thin silver chain leash to it and let the chain hang between Lena’s tits, cold links brushing her nipples.

One prompt glows across it in bold font. ‘VOICE VERIFICATION REQUIRED.’ Milena leans forward, still moving slowly but sharper now, focused. Her gaze lands on the tiny image beneath the prompt, a scribbled little sketch that looks like a lizard or a dinosaur, maybe? It’s a kid’s drawing, that’s for sure. She blinks. Then she smirks. “Milosaurus,” she says, her voice filled with amusement. The device chimes. The screen blinking blue, followed by a beep. Access granted.

"What do you mean, Ayla?" "I mean I can't perform the sacred ceremony to pray for and raise Mireya as a Luna." Ayla dared to look into Usher's eyes and finished her statement. "As long as I and the entire pack live, we recognize only Vione Celestia Munest as the Luna of Alpha Usher Thorne." *

" I do not detest you Moana. I suppose, I begrudge you? It's been a long time since a man looked at me the way your swain looks at you. Hell, it's been a long time since a man indeed looked at me." She picked up the fourth naiad style dress and goggled at it on the hanger before shaking her head at it. " Why? You are beautiful, Melissa. And anyway, Kenny and I are not in the stylish place right now. In case you had not noticed, he hasn't watched about any of the dresses I have worn." formerly again she rolled her eyes and picked up the dresses that Armando had chosen.

The one who broke the silence. Lucas whispers in my ear: — The hyenas have caught the scent. — I know. I don’t smile. I don’t pretend to be comfortable. I am here to disturb. A waiter offers champagne. I refuse. Lucas takes a flute, just for show. His gaze scans the room. He is in protection mode, as always when he senses a trap. Then I see her: Cassandre. An icy silhouette in an ivory dress. Not a single strand out of place. Not a wrinkle on her mask. On her arm, a man I don’t know. Legal, no doubt. Or strategic. Maybe just decorative.