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he breathed, staring down at me like he couldn’t quite believe what I’d just done. He fixed his robe quickly and strode to the door. I stayed on the bed, feeling very grateful he hadn’t asked about my scent again. His mother walked in and stopped cold when she saw me—hair messy, lips swollen, nightclothes half-slipped from one shoulder. But she wasn’t alone. Behind her stood an omega with long, straight legs, smooth caramel skin, and full breasts that strained against her thin dress, nipples clearly hard. Jealousy twisted hard in my chest, but under it came a dirty urge I couldn’t shove down. I pictured those same tits in my hands, her body twisting and moaning while I slapped them until the

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Glancing at my dom one last time, the look in his eyes made my skin heat and then I started walking slowly around the couches. Once I was close enough, the first man reached out casually without even looking away from his laptop. His large warm hand cupped one of my tits, squeezing firmly, as though weighing it. All of a sudden, his thumb flicked my nipple hard and I gasped in a mix of pleasure and shock. Another hand from the opposite side slapped my ass sharply, making the plug jolt inside me. Damien’s voice was low and dangerous as he purred. “You are not allowed to cum, Lila. Not once. If you do, the punishment will be much worse than what’s coming.”

I leaned back against the smooth, cool marble edge while my hand slid between my legs almost immediately, fingers parting my swollen folds as I let out a shaky breath. I was still soaked, a humiliating mix of my own arousal and Richard’s pathetic load. I opened the hidden browser on my phone, the one I kept password-protected, and went straight to my favorite BDSM site. My fingers trembled with need as I typed in the search bar: “dominant muscular man ruins married woman.” The video loaded. It was exactly what I needed tonight.

I did the same to her, my fingers slipping through her folds, gathering the slickness there, circling her clit with light pressure. We stayed like that for a long time, touching and kissing, occasionally sliding a finger or two inside each other just to feel the soft heat and the way the other woman’s breath would catch. Eventually the touches grew more purposeful again. She rolled onto her back and pulled me over her so that our legs scissored together, our centers pressed close. We ground against each other slowly at first, then with more urgency as the friction built. The wet sounds of our bodies moving together filled the room. Her hands gripped my ass, pulling me tighter against her. Mi

she groaned instead, her thighs clamping over my head. “Shhh, let your neice eat you out” I heard Dave’s cracked voice. My hands parted her legs as she stood, slightly squatting. I kissed her thighs gently, nibbling the skin and inhaling her scent. Without further hesitation, I swiped my tongue across her wet slit just as she had done to me. “Ahn, Lena” she hissed, jumping away from my touch. I swallowed her juices and wrapped my hand around her thighs, holding her in place as I licked across her slit over and over again.

With a final, deep plunge, he came, groaning against her skin as hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy, spilling deep into her core. Lena shattered around him, her orgasm ripping through her in shuddering waves, milking every drop from him. They lay tangled together, breaths mingling, the aftershocks still pulsing between them. Jason's cock softened inside her, but the heat lingered, promising more forbidden nights ahead because once you've tasted the devil's kiss, nothing else will quench your thirst.

Genre: Explicit Steamy Fantasy Romance | Dragon Shifter | Dark Romance | Delayed Pleasure | Sex Toys Characters: Ziaanat: A headstrong, curious mortal woman with dragon blood she doesn’t know about. Tovian: The unhinged, brooding Dragon King, tormented by centuries of hunger, lust, and a prophecy that names Ziaanat as his only release. . .

His friend had almost coal-dark hair, and was deliciously muscled. Jeanie glanced down as she loaded the last washer, and let out a nearly silent sigh of relief. She could feel her nipples stiffening against her bra, and she was concerned that they might be visible through her top. Jeanie sat down and put her nose in the book that she’d brought with her, but knew from the moment that she opened it that it was a bad idea. The racy romance novel was the last thing that was going to distract her from the surge of arousal that had come over her. The bookmark sat right at the beginning of a heated coupling between the characters in the book.

I tried to avert my gaze but I could not, not when a part of me longed to be one of those girls. The way they were handled by the Lycans. Delicate and tender. The Lycans went down on them, licking and fingering their way into their core as I watched these girls stretch and groan, grappling and gasping before flipping them over their stomachs, setting them up to bury their huge groin into their wet entrance. Then they went all in, thrusting into them as these girls begged them for more. I crossed my legs tightly, only to realise I had gotten wet. I closed my eyes and prayed to the goddess that it all passed quickly, but it didn't. Soon the whole room was filled with moans and screams. Their s