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There was something everybody in the room had in common, and that thing is their evil and gut-killing aura. None of them were smiling. But if there was anybody that had the most notorious and evil expression, it was the guy sitting in the direction opposite the other six. He had the darkest hair in the world, dark-brown eyes that showed his hatred against humanity and his devilish personality. Across his left cheeks is a beautiful yet sleep-tormenting tattoo of the Indian red Scorpion. Raven seemed to be in torture as he looked at the six men before him. His hands were balled into a fist and it seemed like he was holding his breath as he observed each of their faces.

“First, I didn’t get pregnant from being raped. Aiden wasn’t intentional, Jonathan… he was trying to hid what Raven and I are from some really bad people including King Orin. Jonathan is Orin’s second in command, so Orin can link directly into his mind and see out his eyes like they’re his own. Trying to hide us, Jonathan had to make him believe we were essentially worthless thus faking abuse toward me and giving no attention to Raven.”

Dominic was passionate and a little kinky still. At least, that hadn’t changed. But the sex had somehow. Raven had had sex before, but she’d never lost the ability to make sound. Or see. But if it meant feeling like that, she would welcome that again. No one ever told her that her clit could have a noticeable pulse and how enjoyable it was to feel. Or how distracting it could be.

A discreet engraved plate hidden against her throat would read: PROPERTY OF SAINT VALENTI – RETURN IF FOUND CUM-SOAKED. He dangled it in front of her tear-streaked, cum-splattered face. “Last chance to run, Raven. Put this on and there is no safe-word, no escape, no pretending you don’t cream your thighs every time I breathe in your direction. You’ll be my personal fucktoy, my breeding bitch, my collared whore until one of us is dead. Choose.” Raven’s chest heaved. Her cunt clenched on nothing, pushing out another thick river of their mixed fluids that ran down to soak her asshole and the sheets beneath. She was trembling, oversensitive, ruined, and still desperate for more.

I nearly beg for more, feeling high under Raven’s touch, my body craving her as my cock gets impossibly harder. Embry sits beside me while Jonathan begins to peel off his boxers revealing his perfect, hard cock. “Relax, and enjoy her pretty lips around your cock, I know I… I… fuck,” Embry stutters the end of his sentence when Jonathan takes his cock deep into his throat in one smooth move. “Fuck, the three of you are so sexy,” Raven winks, and pulls me free of my boxers. She lowers her head to tease the head of my cock with the tip of her tongue.

As soon as he shut the bedroom door behind us, our hands ravishly tore at each other’s clothes to feel our naked skin against one another, to let our hands marvel and wander over every inch of our bodies. He picked me up and my legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me over to the bed, the moment my back hit the sheets, he guided himself inside me as we could no longer wait to feel one another, the wild desperation to feel how phenomenal and breath taking it was every time we made love. Whether it was sweet and slow or frenzied and lustful, it always rocked our core with pleasure, and the rapture that always took over my body as tantalizing. “My Raven”. Leo groaned as we hungrily kissed

Embry agrees, kneading my pussy, teasing my clit with his talented fingers, making me grind my hips against his hand and Osric’s thigh. “Fuck.” I moan as Embry’s finger playfully teases my clit causing my juices to spill out on my thighs, perfuming the room making both men’s chest rumble with an animalistic desire. “What do you want Raven?” Osric questions, before assaulting my lips with his, swallowing my whimpers at Embry’s fingers slide into me. “I want you; I want us.” I moan digging my fingers into his shoulder and burying my face in his neck, rolling my hips against Embry’s hand.

Yuri had to ask. Raven’s head popped up from the pillow. Turning her head to glare at him, she told him in no uncertain words, “No, I am not ashamed of what we shared last night. Andria just made it seem so sordid and dirty. What we did, I did freely and it was beautiful.” “You gave yourself over to the pleasure between a woman and man, there is no sin in that.” “Is it like that every time?” she wanted to know. “I mean I know you’ve had other women before but last night was my first time. I didn’t know it could be that way. It was incredible.”

he chortled. "Ow! It is a matter of life and death!" I uttered as I swiped the video call button. Once Adam accepted, I saw a messy-looking witch with some eye gunk popping out of his eyes. I scoffed at his squinting look and secretly took a picture. This is a perfect blackmail image, I could use it in the future.

Then rubbed it like never before in fast, merciless circles. I came hard… shaking, screaming muffledly into his hand. My pussy clamped down on him, pulsing and milking him. He fucked me through it, chasing his own release. My eyes rolled back. God, is there another heaven other than this? Because I do not want to go there. This one's just perfect for me. “Gonna fill you,” He rasped. “Gonna come so deep… fuck… I'm coming… I'm com..”