Lute X Vaggie Novels & Stories

I had to get myself out. Ricardo’s POV Valerio barged into my office without knocking– a mistake he hadn't made in years. His face was pale and he seemed restless. “The city better be burning, or else.”I said, not looking up from the shipment ledger I was filling. “Its Vittoria.” My pen froze mid-stroke and I raised my head. Valerio’s hand shook as he showed me his phone. A photo glared on the screen. Vittoria, her hands and legs tied together, she was lying on what looked like hay, with hay clinging to her hair and her eyes closed.

Now that's what I'm talking about Ashley said… Ashley come on, I can't hold the elevator much longer, Kelly remarked. Oh so very sorry, couldn't settle on the exact colour of lipstick that will make me alluring, slutty you mean? Kelly stated. Whatever! What I know is that we are both meeting the guys of our dreams tonight. If you say so Ashley if you say so!

Growing larger and larger as my balls tightened, eager for release. But I held onto it, hardly able to focus as Vivianna bounced on my cock like she was breaking a fucking horse. Vicious and aggressive. The opposite of Lucy. She was demanding. Dominating. Lucy was soft and submissive. Having her between me and Vivianna earlier fulfilled all of those dirty fantasies. Giving me a taste and leaving me wanting more.

The other men watched, stroking themselves openly. “Tell them what you are,” Viktor growled, yanking her hair back. “I’m… I’m your breeding whore!” Lila moaned brokenly. “Use my cunt… fill me up!” He pounded her mercilessly, gripping her hips so hard she knew she’d have fresh bruises. When he came, he buried himself deep and unloaded another massive load straight into her womb, groaning loudly as he filled her. He didn’t pull out immediately. Instead, he kept his cock plugged inside her, making sure his cum stayed deep while he talked business with the men like she was just furniture.

Instinctively, Wade wrapped his legs around Vincenzo’s waist and clung to his neck. "Fuck, what are you trying to do?" Wade’s lips quivered. The look Vincenzo was giving him right now felt like he could eat Wade alive, devour him right on the spot. "Isn’t it obvious?" Wade sensed the annoyance in his voice. "God, this is hate sex, isn’t it?" "No, it’s called angry sex. How can I hate you when your cock is all fucking hard for me?" Vincenzo said. "What’s the difference?" Wade asked.

"Right, you're pregnant again! I'd totally forgotten about it! Get Mr. Lane's wife out of there now." After receiving their orders, the men went to grab Yvette. She started panicking as she protected herself. However, she was no match for those big men at all. Soon, they managed to drag her out by force. Xavier clenched his fists. "Let go of her!" Not only did Sunny not do that, but he even asked everyone there, "Hey, guys! Have you ever tried sleeping with someone pregnant and alluring like Mrs. Lane?" Those men smiled evilly. "No."

The new angle made the plug shift inside me, sending sparks everywhere. Vesper knelt in front of me, lifting her skirt again. "Back to work." I buried my face between her thighs, licking and sucking while Jax fucked me from behind like an animal. His balls slapped my clit with every thrust. The plug made everything tighter, more intense. I was drooling on Vesper's pussy, moaning nonstop. Lila's hands roamed my back, then lower. She slapped my ass hard, the sting blooming hot. "Arch more. Show the viewers how much you love being stuffed."

He bit his lip hard to stay silent. “You like my pussy?” Vivienne whispered. She squeezed around him. “It’s all yours this summer.” “Yes,” Jasper gasped. “It feels so good.” She rode him faster. The washing machine rocked under them. Her long red hair swayed down her back. Jasper reached around and rubbed her clit. His fingers found the swollen nub. He circled it quickly. Vivienne’s breathing changed. She shook on top of him.

The man screamed, slamming against the wall, blood staining the floorboards. Lucia drew her own knife, eyes wild, teeth clenched. They fought together as one, the dance instinctive, violent, lethal. Vanguard moved like liquid steel, every strike precise, every motion protective, deliberate. Lucia mirrored him, fierce and unflinching, every movement a testament to her strength.

One of his hand slid between them, finding her clit again, and rubbing merciless circles while he pounded into her. Larissa shattered with his name on her tongue, arching her back and locking her thighs in his perfect hips. A raw, broken cry ripped out of her throat as she came so hard her vision tunneled. Ronan continued slamming in harder, chasing his own release through the fluttering grip of her body, his hips stuttering, a low, guttural groan vibrating against her neck as he spilled on her stomach. For several long heartbeats neither of them moved. Then he lifted his head, his dark eyes smiling and glittering as he looked down at her wrecked, tear streaked face as she struggled to stay