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I walked back to the bed, and sank onto the edge. My phone still glowing with Lucy’s impatient messages. With a smile on my lip, i tilted my head slightly, wondering exactly how much I should tell her. “It was amazing,” I typed, my cheeks already heating up. Then her reply came almost instantly. Lucy: Amazing!? Tell me more. How big was he? How many times did you cum?? Did you go down on all fours?? “Oh my God. Is she serious?” I stared at the screen, half-laughing, half-mortified.

She’s Lucy Foyer, number one leading model in weekly wolf magazine, her work is plastered all around town, her beauty makes heart thunder, she’s sweet and tender, at least that’s what the media says about her. But, how does she know Alpha Enrique? “Do not call her a cheap plastic, Lucy. She’s my queen and I want you to respect that.” Enrique’s dark voice cuts right through me, but I stand there, just staring at the stunning bad-mouthed lady in front of me.

she said sweetly, brushing her hair back casually. That was the moment. Click! Lucy got the shot. “You got the pic?” asked Rachel eagerly after returning from the restroom. Lucy smiled broadly, nodding. “You’re a smartass! You really think outside the box! Here,” she handed over the phone. Rachel beamed as she looked at the picture. “Look at me! Me and Gigi Hadid—we look like good friends who came to the spa together! Such a good point of view. Thanks, Lucy!” She gave her a quick hug before uploading the photo to her social media with a carefully chosen caption.

“Don’t they normally have warriors patrolling the area, especially with all the recent safety concerns?” “I talked to Luke’s dad, and he agreed to turn a blind eye to tonight’s party. There are perks to him being the beta’s son!” Lucy gave one of her winning smiles. Above all things, Lucy was beautiful, with a supermodel stature, long blonde hair, and sapphire eyes. And she was persuasive—very, very persuasive—and not someone that took no for an answer.

Without knowing why, she sat next to the girl, she didn't care about dirtying her white dress and she barely fit under her desk. —Why would her father leave such a pretty girl? She—she didn't want to mention anything about her mother, other than that she was a four or three year old girl. —Because he is the most handsome dad there is and many women are after him and some of them may leave me. I'm only good for getting in the way — Luciana's heart wrinkled when she heard the girl. —Has your daddy told you that? — the girl shook her head.

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I cup them, thumbs brushing over the peaks, moaning softly for the camera. “There,” I breathe, eyes half-lidded. “Surprised yet?” The cheapskates spam more tiny tips, barely $50 combined, begging for toys, for fingers, for everything. But Lurker’s the one making the night. LeatherLurker tipped $250. LeatherLurker: beautiful LeatherLurker: your turn again, choose I slide my hand down, slipping fingers under the panties once more, teasing myself openly now. “You’re too good to me,” I whisper, circling faster, hips rocking. “What if I just… keep going like this?”

And now the world might. The angle was perfect. His cock—thick and slick—disappeared into me with wet, obscene sounds. God, I looked so needy. So desperate. So fucking used. I watched myself fall apart. On camera. His student. His secret. My phone buzzed. Unknown Number: ‘Nice video. How much for the sequel?’ I froze. My lungs stopped working. Another message came in. Different number. Anonymous: ‘You fuck like a goddess come to life. What’s your OnlyFans?’