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He snarled, his gaze set menacing on him. André got on his feet and turned, walking forward. He stood facing Russo. "You took my wife first, now you're trying to take my pleasure away." He snapped. My eyes dilated as I watched them in fear. My heart began to run in my chest. Russo's fists were clenched tightly. My body trembled in fear as he punched him in his face. André's face snapped to one side. The corner of his lips split. He touched it and snorted at the crimson on his thumb.

Then Nightroe said, “You’ve rejected me so many times, but you actually love this. I think I need to do something so the sluts inside you don’t try to hide themselves.” The man immediately devoured her lips; leaving Svanna barely able to say anything, other than swallow roughly. She thought... Nightroe would stop calling her a “slut.” It turned out he wouldn’t. The man didn’t even hesitate to rip the thin dress she was wearing, as if that act were further proof of how unworthy Nightroe considered her.

If you fall for a crazy nutter, with a tendency towards sadism, cold brutal acts and shit loads of money, make sure he can fuck you like a god and you will never have reason to complain ever again. Good sex can make up for a lot of misdemeanours. Alexi’s skill is the type of sex that can turn a sweet innocent girl into a raving psycho who would cut a man, for ever trying to leave her. He is that good in the sack. I thought delaying sex with this man would only heighten the reunion a little. Not make it out of this world mind-blowing that we may never top again. There isn’t a single part of me that’s not goose bumping and buzzing, and the blush across every surface of my skin on show and the

While the other roamed through his silky hair. We moved to the bedroom, where he placed me on the bed. I removed his wet shirt, which revealed perfectly sculptured abs. We couldn’t contain our passion anymore, so we removed our remaining clothing. There was no distance between us; our bare skins touched without any space. His thrust became deeper and deeper as my moan became louder and louder as we both got lost in each other’s eyes. His manly sweat gave him a husky scent that drove us wild. My fingers scratched his back in ecstasy. We continued till we both burned out whatever energy we had left in our bodies. After he was completely spent, he laid down beside me with a satisfied expression

She had cried out then, unable to hold it in any longer. The sex had always been incredible. It was something that they didn’t discuss with anyone—not even with Claire and John, their closest friends—as the intensity of the pleasure they gave to each other seemed to be something that should be kept secret. It didn’t stop Ruth from sometimes looking at the other couple and wondering what their sex life was like. She looked at Claire’s figure, and she thought about how much John must enjoy that sexy little body. Her envy took on a strange feeling then, and she wasn’t quite sure just what it meant. She’d look at John as well and think about just how good it must be between them.

"Oh, Goddess, Everett!" "Careful, little wolf!" I warn, my hands gripping her waist to control the brutal velocity. "I am buried deep. I don't want to rupture you!" She doesn't care. Driven completely insane by the mate bond, she rides me with wild, animalistic aggression until her entire body convulses in a shattering, earth-moving climax. Her pussy walls milk my cock in violent, rhythmic contractions, pouring slick fluid all over my groin and allowing her to slide even faster over my shaft.

Jonathan said by closing the distance between them and still ignoring the struggle of brunette to free himself. "Now he will know how it feels, what I felt back then." Jonathan blurted out again pinning the brunette to the wall and traveling his hand down to the pants of brunette and pressing his body over him. Aiden on the other hand was trying all he could do to get rid of raven head. Tears was not stopping nor did he has much courage to fight back.

There were worse things to worry about than a pair of hunks with a penchant for voyeurism. "I am trying to relax you, so would you shut up and enjoy it?" Kendrick growled. Ruth bit her lip, not to stem any more arguments from her, but because she almost moaned in a way that might have proven embarrassing as their strong fingers dug into her tense muscles. A moment later, her head lolled and she groaned blissfully, not caring who heard. "Oh my God. Yes. Mmm. Right there."

Ryder breathed, his pace unraveling, his thrusts tightening into something faster, more erratic. Ruth-Ann was coming apart, her middle finger working her clit with frantic precision. She was panting, her head tipping back against the wall, her chest rising and falling as she watched the man she'd craved all day take her mother apart piece by piece. She was a sinner. She was a voyeur. She was a whore. And she didn't care. Inside the room, Ryder's head lifted sharply.

His movements became faster and deeper as he pressed her harder into the bed until he groaned harshly and spilled his liquid inside her. They said having sex is amazing and it felt damn good. Why she never felt it that way? Why it seems she felt the opposite? Alec was ruthless and sadist, he never cared if he was hurting her. He only cared for his own pleasure and needs. Sex wasn't that enjoyable at all. In fact it was disgusting and painful, maybe because the man who made her experience it for the first time was a ruthless and heartless man. She gently wiped her streaming tears then covered her naked body by the blanket. She laid her body on the other side of the bed and turned her back to