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Malcolm stopped dead in his tracks and watched Melody carefully. “How many other videos and photos are out there, Malcolm? Again, who’s seen these? That was a private weekend. Where are all the other women’s photos and videos? Hm? This is what creeps do. Take pictures of unsuspecting women.”

Sparks of heat rise from my toes as wave after wave of pleasure explode inside my womb. “Oh fuck, you’re so fucking tight!” Priest cries out as my walls begin to quiver around him. Giving one last push, Priest cries out and spills his essence inside of me. We’re both clinging tightly when the sound of female voices reaches the tent. Mal and Jade both stop inside the tent, their mouths gaping open when they see Priest and me. Completely unruffled by their presence, Priest gently lowers me down to the floor and zips up his pants. “Holy Shit!” Mal cries out, her eyes wide with shock. Jade giggles into her hand and turns around to give us some privacy. Completely embarrassed, I hastily pull my d

“ No. Well, it was the best I have ever had in years. In my dream, I woke up to see you standing beside my window, you were staring at me with this cute smile you always give to me. I was. . . I was getting uncomfortable with the way you stood there so, I invited you to lay with me. But honestly, I didn’t just want you to lay with me. .” She paused for a while and he looked interested to know what next she was going to say. “. . .I wanted you on me and. . in me. But, I didn’t let it continue, so I woke up.” “ Why?” He asked with a smile. “ Because. . . it wasn’t real. It was just a dream.” “ You want a real one?” He asked. To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

The door to the bedroom opened, and my husband and my second closest friend in the world walked out of the room together, scantily dressed with wild hair and the smell of sex surrounding them. "Mali..." Stella started when she saw me. "I am sorry, I...uhm...I..." I trailed off. "What are you doing here, Maliya?" Angelo asked. I blinked. Once. Twice. "I'm sorry what?" "What are you doing here?" He repeated. "What am I doing? In my home? In front of our room where you just had hot sex with my close friend?" For the love of God, Mali, did you have to add 'Hot sex?'

“You didn’t hesitate last night, did you? You didn’t hesitate when you had your hands all over her.” “Callum, stop,” I snapped back. “Or what?” He laughed again, but there was no humor in it. “You gonna hit me? Go ahead. Add that to the list of betrayals while you’re at it.” I exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down my face. “I swear to you, we didn’t have sex.” Malcolm scoffed. “And we’re just supposed to believe that?” I gritted my teeth. “Believe whatever the fuck you want, but I know the truth.”

I haven’t fully processed that before Malia spoke, breaking the silence. “You have no right to accuse me of something you aren't sure of!”, Malia said, pointing fingers at Tulip’s face. “Well, I don’t need confirmation when I know you are just too cheap for anyone to have sex with. You have no shame, girl”, Tulips fired back, stepping even more closer to Malia. I didn’t even get to blink, Malia slapped Tulip. “You slapped me”? Tulips said, disbelief and fury mixed in her eyes.

Some of Mal’s birds were classy little pieces. ‘Is that what I am?’ ‘Yeah. Posh. Educated. Smart.’ ‘Does it make any difference?’ ‘Not to me. It does to you, though.’ ‘Does it?’ ‘It makes things a lot easier.’ ‘Easier?’ ‘Yeah. With me you get what you see. A bit of a laugh and a good fuck. No complications. No problems.’ ‘What sort of problems?’ He pushed his big toe between her labia. The water had washed away all the natural lubrication she knew she had been producing since he walked into her house, and her sex felt a bit dry.

“They are a bunch of cheaters!” “Be quiet, Attisha. You can’t badmouth the governor on his own turf!” Malaika warned. “I have the same thoughts as Attisha, Mala. Do you have any idea about the crystal?” Frode asked. “I dreamt about an elf girl with the same eyes as me. She is weeping, holding the same crystal displayed on the shrine… she said something about… betrayal.” Malaika tried to remember the other details of her dream. It was so clear, like she personally witnessed it.

I scroll through with growing horror. [Never would have guessed. You act so pure normally, claiming to be the only daughter of Moonborn Pack's Alpha, but you're just a bitch] [How much per night, sister? Nine ninety-nine with free home delivery?] [Feeling lonely, little kitten? I can deliver to your door] [Holy shit, she's wild! Look at her go in video #47!] [This is why you can't trust these high-class bitches. They're all whores underneath]

With each adjustment, her knees made a small pop. Jacob squatted beside her. "She's very lifelike, don't you think?" "Very." Malcolm eyed the curly hair, trimmed in a narrow, stripper style, between the false female's legs. "Apparently she's a dyed blond." "Look." With a grin, Jacob nudged her legs apart. "She comes fully equipped. Sweet, huh?" Malcolm gulped. "Is this—" He cleared his throat and tried again. "Is this some sort of mortal sex toy?"