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I nodded frantically, moans spilling out loud, uncontrolled. “Yes... oh god, fuck me, Jeff. Deeper.” My tits swayed with the force, nipples scraping the table. Juices ran down my thighs, puddling on the floor. Marcus stood then, moving closer, his chair scraping loud. He positioned himself at the side, cock in hand, stroking furiously as he watched Jeff's thick shaft piston in and out of my cunt. “Look at that sloppy hole,” he muttered, eyes dark with lust. Pre-cum dripped from his tip onto the table.

Maybe her cold will vanish, maybe it will relieve her stress from the week, or maybe this will be her best fuck ever, and there will be no coming back from it. She had everything replayed nicely as she had conjured it in her mind. Her moans, screams, the movement of the cable car with every glide in from the back… she snapped back. His eyes are squinted slightly, his jaw clenched, brows slightly furrowed, and he looks like a predator ready to devour his prey, but Aria is not sure what hunger lingers in his eyes and what kind of dark desires are behind them.

He couldn’t even form proper words anymore, just desperate, blabbering sounds as Damien ruined him. Damien leaned over him, biting the back of his neck hard enough to make Elias whimper. He fucked into him even harder. “I’m going to breed this hole every single day while they’re gone,” Damien growled against his skin. “Pump you full of cum until you’re leaking me for hours. Until you can’t think about anything else but taking my load.” The filthy words hit Elias like a shockwave. His whole body tightened. “Ahh…! Mmmh—! Damien…!” he moaned, voice cracking. “I… I can’t… it’s too much… unngh…!”

The disdain in my voice shocked even me. He growled and enclosed his large hands on the left-over skin I couldn’t hold. A whimper left my lips. Unlike my previous caress, his strokes were fierce. Each pull made my knees weaker. Why did it feel so good? It had to be his pheromones. It had been some time since I had sex. Having sex with some random chick or guy was never my thing. It felt uncomfortable being in the presence of alphas and omegas alike. Ryder never liked my abstinence. He tried to set me up on any and everyone. I often canceled. My libido was non-existent anyway.

And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

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