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Andriandita was a sommelier; she had a lot of knowledge about wines and ales, and that was why Draco helped her in establishing a tavern in the Wilbur's estate. Mr. Wilbur refused his daughter from establishing the tavern at first, but Draco promised he'd always help her out, which he did, and they always enjoyed their moment serving in the tavern. Life was easy then. Fun even. But everything shattered the day his father made that bloody decree. Till today, Draco was still investigating to find out why his father made such a decree. But Draco knew without a doubt that his curse was the god's way of punishing him for his father's actions.

The second the door clicked shut, I dropped to my knees. “Daddy…” I begged, voice already hoarse with need. “Please use your addicted breeding whore. I’ve been empty all day. I need your cock. I need your cum.” Father Lucian’s dark eyes gleamed with possessive hunger. He stepped forward and gripped my veil, yanking my mouth onto his thick, hardening cock. “That’s my perfect little cum vessel. Look at you crawling to your priest like a bitch in heat.” I moaned loudly around his shaft, sucking him desperately, gagging myself as I took him to the back of my throat. Saliva dripped down my chin while he fucked my face with deep, controlled thrusts.

she said before the doors completely shut. Just like his son, Lucius Longoria, was a handsome devil. Intimidating brown eyes and silver-haired, I could tell why he was called the Dragon. Vincentio was surely going the same path as his father. He didn’t even take note of me and delved straight into business with his son.The two of them talked like they were only professionally related.

Every kiss, every suck sent fresh sparks through my exhausted body. Grey lifted one of my legs, hooking it over his shoulder. His fingers returned to my soaked, cum-filled pussy. He pushed two thick fingers inside me slowly, curling them, fucking his own release back into me with lazy, deliberate strokes while his thumb circled my swollen clit. I whimpered, oversensitive and trembling, but my hips still rolled weakly against his hand, chasing more. “That’s my good girl,” he murmured against my breast, voice dark and satisfied. “Let Daddy take care of you.”

I gurgle-snort spit and cum, dribbling down my cheek as Cain bottoms out in me. It aches a perfect ache right the way inside. I feel the ache in my belly and I want more. I want hard. I grind myself against him, scissoring him with my thighs and urging him on. “We’ve got a dirty little girl here,” Cain growls. His eyes are dark. Dark and fierce. He looks on screen to where the credits are rolling, movie be fucked. “You liked how she called him Daddy, didn’t you? That’s what made you touch yourself, isn’t it?”

he muttered as he glided his hips beneath his briefs, he pulled out his cock, it stood erect and hard cautiously as he put his fingers across it with his eye pinned against my already wet clit and pussy. "Will you fuck me Daddy?." I asked lost in the pleasure as I increased my pace, I threw my head towards the back constantly as I kept rolling my eyes against my head, I've never felt such intense pleasure, "ahhh" he groaned as he jerked off on his cock, his dick twitched the more as he ran his hand over it at first and held it in a circular motion, throbbed it downward again he cap, he also picked up his pace, flung his legs wide apart and closed his eyes shut ss he jerked even faster, I hav

Lucas turned, grim-faced, to Felicity and said, "Draco might still be alive. He's back to take revenge on me." Felicity paled at his words. "No way. We saw him die. The DNA testing on his corpse confirmed that it was him. How could he still be alive?" "I'd hoped he was dead too, but he's still among the living," said Lucas. "I received a call just now. The caller said he wanted me to experience what he's been through. He wants me to lose my family. I can't think of anyone else who would say this except Draco." Draco was once the drug lord of the Alassian continent. In addition to drugs, he and his thugs sold firearms and opened gambling houses and casinos everywhere.

“The fact is, I’ve already bought you. It’s the same as you being my whore.” “I’ll return your money!” Luna sobbed. Draco smiled cynically. “How are you going to return my money, Luna?” “I-I—” Luna’s tongue was tied, unable to answer. Draco grabbed Luna’s chin roughly with one left hand, and his right hand unhooked the girl’s bra. “You won’t be able to replace my money.” The man’s lips kissed Luna’s lips. “But this isn’t about money. It’s also about your body responding to my touch.” He stripped off the bra Luna was wearing—causing the two breasts on the girl’s chest to pop out.

Eventually I'd pass out and stop breathing, which is what I wanted soon. "Draco have you been working out? Your techinque for torture and that wip is really top notch. It's giving me chills. I love it." I tried wriggling my eyebrows at him but had no idea if they were working or not. Draco had a creepy smile on his face and he leaned in closer. "Maybe I'll go back to earth and start asking your little bastard where her witchy mother is and I'll be sure to fuck her too."

“And let me remind you… Lucian alone is your son. I am not.” Lord Drake’s gaze shifted to me, cold, measuring and judging. Then a mocking laugh slipped from his lips. “You certainly did something to my sons.” His eyes drifted slowly to my stomach before he laughed again, softer this time. “This girl is nothing more than a wh0re trying to cling to your wealth,” he said calmly. “She doesn’t even know who the father is, and yet both of you want to build a future on that?” Silence fell into the room like a stone sinking into deep water.