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"Imagining bending you over my desk. Wondering if you'd moan like this when I finally took you." He kept talking, low and filthy, telling me every dirty thought he'd had about me while his hand drove me insane. My legs trembled. Sweat ran down my back. After nearly an hour of this, I was a mess, begging, cursing, nearly crying from frustration. "Damien... I need it... please let me cum..." He finally pushed me forward over the sink, lining his thick cock up with my sore hole. "Watch," he ordered, gripping my chin so I had to look in the mirror. "Watch yourself get fucked."

'A mission to protect? Really? Freaking doomed!’ -Drake Lucas Del Fiore- Note: This is a work of fiction. Characters and all are based on the author's imagination. All rights reserved, and soft copy is prohibited. Contains highly sensitive scenes and mature episodes. R18. Drake’s POV I groaned deeply as I nearly reached my climax. Her heavy breathing gave me the satisfaction of knowing she’s way beyond heaven. I pulled her closer and thrust deeper inside her. Her hands fisted on my back while I was doing the job.

Marcela is sitting in front of Amber's computer, going through every detail of it. All the files are related to her university, others to her work, except for one folder that contains many photos, videos, and links from a site she had heard rumors about before, but had never had such compelling evidence. Where did she get this from? What does Jarl Fenrisson have to do with this atrocious practice?

Scene Five - The Anal: Damien fucked her ass in five different positions: Doggy style on the bed Cowgirl (her riding him reverse, his cock in her ass) Sideways on the couch Standing against the wall Missionary with her legs over his shoulders Each position was filmed from multiple angles, capturing the way her ass stretched around his cock, the expressions on her face, her moans and cries. Scene Six - The Marathon: The finale....three hours of continuous fucking. Damien took her in every position imaginable, using every hole, making her come until she was incoherent, until she was begging for mercy, until she finally collapsed, completely destroyed. When it was over, Damien reviewed the foot

~~PEYTON~~ ⚠️ WARNING! ⚠️ **TRIGGERS** MFM Threesome Anal Sex (F/M) Delayed Orgasm Dubious Consent / Dominance Play Verbal Degradation / Intense Possessiveness Pain Infliction Gagging and Choking ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I want to feel you cum inside of me!” Matt hesitated for only a minute before pushing his entire cock back into the little girl’s pussy. He pumped her two... three times, and then his cock could take no more. He felt his cock tremble as it shot cum deep inside her. “Ohhh fuck yeah,” Matt grunted, as he felt the last of his cum trickle into her pussy. Her cunt was slippery now, and he pulled out easily. Missy laid still, her fingers grazing her soft lips. She looked like an angel lying naked in front of him.

I throw it out there. Giving me a confused look he goes “ hell no, I only had sex once and after that, I vow to wait for my mate.” That almost bought tears to my eyes hearing that he saved himself for me is so touching but I had to put a lock to those emotions and deal with the problem at hand. “ do you know what will happen when we mate?” “ From what my mother use to say nothing shouldn’t happen when we mate or at least that’s what I heard cause I never used to pay attention to talk like that”.

I turned from my place on a barstool to look at one of my closest female friends who also happened to be Jayson 's younger sister. "Done being a party butterfly?" I asked Pamella, taking a sip of my drink. She rolled her big eyes at me, asking the bartender for a cold drink. "For now, anyways. My mom might call me to make a few more introductions." I laughed at the annoyed expression on her face. Favi, as almost everyone called her, hated it when her mother felt the need to introduce her to almost everyone at almost all the elaborate parties they threw. I tucked a stray strand of my hair, discreetly scanning the makeshift dance floor for Jayson . "Lemme guess, she's introducing you as the ne

Fewer thoughts enter your mind, and the buzz in your head subsides. Through the mental connection, I heard my mother's soothing voice, "Graysen." "Yes," I responded, waiting patiently for her to say anything. " Your mate is awake." _____________________________________________ Eighth Chapter!!!! How was it? Is it to your liking? Word Count: 1752 ______________________________________________ So what do you think? Vote. Comment.share Leave your feedback on what you want next. I'm trying my best after all English is not my mother language.