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I hissed without thinking. Richard’s smile made my entire body tense up. He forced his lips against mine, kissing me roughly as I fought to get free. I tried to push him away but with one hand he forced both my hands in between our bodies, trapping them completely. Then he gently moved his knee in circles against my sex, making me cry out against his mouth. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get him off me and he was enjoying every second like a sick fucker. I was on the brink of orgasm when he suddenly removed his entire body from mine, leaving me in a state of sexual torture. “Only good little humans get to cum, Rose.”

The smoke, the fire, the lies—none of it mattered when he looked at her like that. His fingers brushed her cheek, slow and reverent. “I tried to stay away from you,” he said. “But you didn’t.” Their lips met in a crash of heat and confusion, need and fury. Her hands tangled in his hair. His mouth was urgent, devouring, worshipping. The kiss deepened, wild and consuming, like the fire roaring through the mansion. He pinned her against the wall, his hands exploring every inch of her with desperate intensity. She gasped as he kissed down her neck, her collarbone, pushing the fabric of her maid’s uniform aside like it offended him. Their breaths mingled in a haze of lust and smoke.

When she tried to create distance between them, he pulled his hand out of her grasp and then picked up the rose that had fallen then he wrapped his other hand around her waist and pulled her even closer, her chest against his stomach, she could feel every slow breath he took, her knees weakened and almost became mush. He handed the bloody rose over to her, she reached for it, subconsciously collecting it from him...feeling the wetness of his blood against her fingers. “Rain...” he said. The edges of his lips curled up and his hold on her waist tightened. Rain held her breath and waited…

He placed his manhood against my delicate area and rubbed it up and down while I closed my eyes. Oh God! Save me. His lips returned to my lips again, this time I couldn't stop myself from responding to his kisses. We kissed torridly, shared our saliva together and sucked each other's tongue. "Ughmm..." I moaned inside his mouth when he started massaging my boobs. He broke his kiss and quickly lifted my clothes, he just pulled down my tube bra and immediately sank into my chest. "Jairon!" I cried out his name as I grabbed his hair tightly when he alternately played with my n-pples.

I was breathing so hard that I felt like I would die without oxygen. “What is wrong with it?” Rosie said in a completely calm voice. “Sex is part of life. Especially ours. We are wolves. We don’t pretend to be delicate little maidens who faint at the thought of intimacy. That’s human nonsense. Noblewomen act like that and that’s why half their husbands run to brothels.”

The sound of his tongue lapping on her pussy could be heard in the room and Rose blushed furiously. Vladimir bite softly on her nipple and Rose clutched the bedsheet in her hand. Zachariah grunted and kept sucking her. "More" Rose moaned and her hands went towards his hair as she guided his face into her pussy. She lifted her hips and let him have his way with her. Vladimir trailed kisses down her collarbone and bite there, giving a hickey to her. Rose was close to her climax. "I am g-going to-"

Rosette hissed as he delved deeper, drawing her legs up. Satisfied with her response, he began to move his hips into her slowly and deeply. Each thrust elicited a grinding sensation, intensifying her arousal. Meeting his movements eagerly, she felt a mix of exquisite pain and pleasure with each forceful drive. The sexual frenzy escalated, heightening the intensity of their encounter.

Nicolaus. Water pelting down my body from the shower I was under. My hips stuttered as my left hand gripped my Cock firmly. While my right lay flat on the wall to hold me steady as I pumped myself continuously. The image of the magnificent woman named. Rose caused my body to shudder in pleasure. Her curved, but lithe figure and smooth, brown skin. The light of her slender brown eyes and her irresistible smile beamed with radiance. Her beautiful dreadlocks that I wanted to grip in my hands as I missed her luscious lips. The memory of her seeped into my brain.

I never felt so alive. “Rubel...” his arched brow, waiting for my answer; if not given, I was afraid he would take it back. “Yeah..” I came out of my trance “I know how to get my answer,” He positioned himself before me, and the same cynical smile played on his face. What’s going on in his mind, Before I answered, he licked my dripping juices. My eyes rolled to heaven. I heard women could have multiple orgasms, and no wonder I am experiencing it.

“Good, let the bitch suffer a bit.” He smiled and puffed his cigarette, "Tell me, Rose. How do you want to have sex? I can imagine you're an expert on that subject now. I saw how the men in the bar were staring at you. Talk about the number of men you had sex with while you were there." Rose closed her eyes in pain. She spoke in an almost audible voice, "Please. ' He nodded indifferently. And he headed towards her. And he stood in front of her.