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She let out a small, pleased cry. Goosebumps and tingles ran down her spine. His probing fingers felt warm and relaxing but yet arousing in her an unbridled pleasure. Pleasure that sought to consume her. "I'm fine. It's just... Oh God." She lets out a breathy whimper. "I mean oh God this food is delicious. Vee is such a nice cook." She shoved a spoonful of food into her mouth, hoping she won't choke on her food from the intense pleasure.

I kiss and tongue her earlobe, one of my hands fondling her cunt, and she moans an exquisite sound. I am always thrilled when I am able to please my mate. My lust is fueled by listening to her moan. I adore her and swear to protect and cherish her till the day I die. I feel a joy that is unparalleled when I am able to make her happy. I will always strive to make her feel cherished and loved. I will never tire of hearing her pleasure. She gets out of the tub and walks over to me. "Allow me to please you," she says. "I'd like to suck on your shaft."

she mutters under her breath as my shaft slowly stretches her internal muscles, and in response, they clench around my length, producing one of the most astounding sensations. I sigh in pleasure from her warmth and wetness that immediately cuddles my cock. "Mmm, do you like Daddy's big cock inside you, kitten?" "Yes, Daddy, oh God," she murmurs as she's captivated and already lost in the sea of pleasure by my length. Without any warning, she attempts to bounce on my shaft faster, but my hands quickly halt her hips by gripping them. "Baby, ride me nice and slow. You know that's how Daddy likes it in the

she whimpered. Ethan and Liam stiffened at her desperate plea, their tension palpable. Amused, I let out a dark chuckle. Perhaps I really should make this slut cum—give her what she craves—before turning my attention back to more pressing matters. "Shh," I murmured, gripping her chin firmly. "Your king is speaking. But since you've been such a good girl, trying so hard to please me, I'll reward you." Her eyes snapped open at my praise, a deep blush spreading across her cheeks as lust clouded her gaze.

“Say it nicely with a please in the end, I’ll think about it then” “Make me come with your mouth Adrian, please” she said firmly. I shook my head disapprovingly while I was laughing on the inside, thrilled by playing this erotic game with her. “I don’t know, it doesn’t sound very nice to my ears, Rhea” I said back just as firmly. She moaned in frustration while I smiled at her coyly. “Let’s hear it one last time. If you convince me I will give you your pleasure” I ordered.

My demand is soft. "Please," she pleads. "Let me touch you." I place a kiss on both her palms before placing them above her head with one hand. "you will, later. But right now, let daddy pleasure you." She whimpers, and I almost chuckle at the desperate soundperate sound. "Keep your hands there."

She relaxes again and sucks in a slow breath through her nose. “Good girl,” I praise her, lowering her down some more. She beams at my words, and I love how fucking eager she is to please. When I lower her down the rest of the way, she takes everything I’m giving her until her lips are flush with my skin and the head of my cock is nestled in her throat.

he teased, cocking his brow and she eagerly nodded, still playfully wrapping her arms around his torso. “Thank you so much for today. You’re a darling and you’re so sweet,” she rambled on, but he stared at her with a smile that seemed more of a grimace, while inwardly wondering what she was going on about. “Oh… okay,” “I loved the flowers and the lunch. It was amazing. I need to know where you got it from so I’d frequent it,” she giggled but then his smile finally slipped off his face and his hands dropped from her sides.

When finally I got to her room, her moans increased in intensity and I pushed open her door without alerting her. The sight that met with me when I saw her gave me so much happiness. Precious sat on the ground with her two legs parted and her left hand touching her pussy while her right hand was pressing her breasts. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was having a pleasant time pleasuring herself.

Sick satisfaction ran through him at the look of utter terror that covered her expression for a moment before she spat, “Thank you.” He chuckled, shaking his head. He ruffled her short hair, gliding his fingers through them. “Thank me like you mean it.” “Thank you.” She whispered this time, forcing some softness in her tone. She shuddered in disgust when he whispered in her ear, “Good girl.” ***