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I slipped quietly through the kitchen door. What I saw froze me. Marina stood at the counter with a tray of snacks, her back to Malik. He was pressed up close, whispering in her ear, his large hands groping her ass through her shorts. Marina’s eyes were half closed, her chest rising and falling. I could’ve sworn I heard her whisper back the words black cock. They both turned when they sensed me. Malik pulled his hands away like nothing had happened. “We were just on our way back,” he said casually, grabbing the beers.

"You must let her relax now, mate. She's now yours!" "I think that was a joke." Malison said to himself, his eyes puffed. Taking his time to look at her but not knowing what he just did. "How can I have sex with a girl my friend just had sex with? Gosh!" He growled, pacing around as he got up in fury. A heavy bright light shone in the dark, memories of his dreams flashed in swiftly. A dejected girl walking towards him in pain, blood all over her body from the wipes of her alpha, "please help me…!!" She cried out.

He turned around in her arms and his eyes flashed red. “What’s wrong?” Claire stepped back and pouted. “You don’t like this?” Dressed in a simple black silk camisole with black lace trimmings that revealed a fair amount of cleavage and black boy shorts that gave just a glimpse of the underside of her bottom, Mal was stunned by Claire. The entire outfit left absolutely nothing to the imagination. He had to close his eyes and take a few calming breaths before he burst into flames from his impure thoughts. “Little One... Are you trying to kill me again?” He groaned when she stepped closer to lean past him to smell the soup on the stove.

He moans out "Angel fuck you feel so damn good" Before we can go any further the door is yanked open and Malachi gets in the car. He looks over and smirks. "Don't stop on my account loves. It looks like it was about to get good. Just know both of you will be punished accordingly once we are home." We both freeze. Our arousals clearly evident. I relaxed against Lincoln to calm myself as Malachi leaves the lot.

The rain had finally tapered off, leaving the master suite in a heavy, humid silence that smelled of floor wax and Genevieve's expensive jasmine perfume. Malcom stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his reflection ghost-like against the glass. He was shirtless, his skin still bearing the faint, fading marks of Tamsin's nails from the motel. He could feel her behind him, the girl he'd treated like a disposable thrill, now standing in the center of his bedroom like a permanent fixture of his shame.

Then I saw it in real time: the moment she stopped hating it. Her back arched, mouth fell open. Orgasm crashed through her like a freight train in silk. She moaned loud enough to shatter the air. I let the silence hold, just long enough to make her wonder if I’d say anything. Then I gave her what she needed. “Good girl.” The next morning I reviewed footage of her from the previous night while sipping espresso. Every shift confirmed what I already knew—Floris Middleton was hooked. Shame alone couldn’t produce that kind of climax.

One of you keep hold of her, I haven't finished having fun with her yet’ Malone licked his lips greedily and hissed at the other two Agents who were with him, ‘’These mutts won’t hurt us while we have her as a shield’ He reached down and hauled her to her feet swinging her against his body deliberately and letting his hands roam where they wanted cupping her breasts and squeezing them hard, 'I'm going to have so much fun with you back at Headquarters Bratva Bitch.' His hand slid into her jeans and he pushed a finger inside her she struggled but the Agent holding her just tightened his grip staring strai

She yanked Valentina’s head back just enough for eye contact, possessive, triumphant, her green eyes gleaming with malice. She traced a nail down Valentina’s cheek, sharp enough to leave a faint red line. “All those pretty promises… and you fell for them. The accounts, the will, the insurance, everything locks in when your heart stops. And the little accident inside you?” Her smile cut deeper than any knife, lips curling in cruel delight. “We’ll handle that too.”

White-Coat Deity: "@Madame Lee, found out I'm forty and now you won't even talk to me?" Madame Lee: "Of course not. A man at forty is in his prime." It was exactly what Louis had said to her earlier in their private chat, so Adora simply threw his own words back at him. White-Coat Deity: "I can hear the sarcasm." Madame Lee: "I wouldn’t dare." Miles immediately sent White-Coat a private message: "See? You two are totally flirting." Louis ignored him. In the group chat, Madame Lee popped up again:

Malcolm smiled with pleasure “Nice to meet you too” “About PGA Tour Championship win In July, this might be late, but I want to know your feelings” Diane focused and good as usual Instantly his face turned arrogant and sharp at Diane “you see it?” Diane was confused by Malcolm statement against her “-It’s me” everyone in the room looked confused by Malcolm's answer and his gaze at Diane