Novel & Cerita Seven Horny Men (bts Fanfic) (21)

Damon's smile faltered for a moment before he chuckled darkly. “Oh, he knows,” he said, his voice low and menacing. “I sent him a text last night. Told him we'd be waiting. Let's see how long it takes him to save you… .for now…enjoy the scene until it's your turn” He pulled on Hinata's long hair so hard and continued using her as a pleasure toy. “Fucking loose, bitch…even your second hole is loose.” He fisted her, stretching her beyond limits.

It's getting hotter and hotter, and fits perfectly into the magazine's hottest men list this season. No one in the diner took their attention away from Dhava, as if they would be full just by looking at the hot bachelor. Dhava's hands moved and took off his tie and the top two buttons of his shirt. His sleeves have also been rolled up. "Can't you bear it Han? It's not all about removing all the buttons. Really ready to help let go, all in holding mode!” Rita nudged Hana's arm who didn't care at all. "You nudged Rit's hand wrong, Hana will never be interested in Mr. Dhava. He is the love of his life in RM BTS, even though V and Jungkook are more handsome. Don't be surprised at this kid's tast

everyone asked at the same time. “Truth me.” “Who’s your ideal man?” Grace asked. “Taehyung Oppa!” Lor answered in a heartbeat and with an ear-drilling squeal, referring to one of the seven members of the BTS boy band. “I don’t know why but every time I watch him I can feel my uterus throbbing.”

Kitty said a little bit loud as his voice began to show his anger gradually. “I hate it and I will forever hate such acts. Men are meant for women and men are not meant for men.” "Any man sleeping with his fellow man should be subjected to a proper psychological test.” He said as the crowd had a sharp separation again as some cheered him up while others wooed him to get out of the stag. “I speak directly to the government and to every international guest and observer present here and to the countless number of nations following this debate." “Jefsexy, his sponsors and everyone supporting him should be jailed and eradicated from society because they're dangerous vipers that need to be curtail

His hand found my throat, pinning me to the stage as he thrust back inside me. "Look at them, Blue," he commanded. "Look at what you're doing to them." My breast bounced back and forth from the rhythm as I forced my eyes open. Men wrapped their hands around their parents cocks, pumping up and down with their gazes fixed on us, while women slid their hands between their leg, touching themselves while they watched Damien. "See that?" He thrust harder. "They're all getting off watching me fuck you. Watching me claim what's mine." "I'm not–not yours."

BEING WITHOUT YOU FEELS LIKE DEATH TO ME, AFTER LAST NIGHT YOU'RE STILL SO TIGHT DAMN MY SWEET I WANT MORE OF YOU GIVE ME ALL OF YOU THALIA I STARTED TO SOB🥺🥺 I DONT KNOW HOW TO STOP HIM HE KEPT ON THRUSTING HARD AND FAST, I FEEL LIKE HE'S GOING TO RIP ME APART THEN I HEARD HIS GROANS FOR THE 4th TIME HE SPILLED HIS SEED INSIDE ME WHEN HE WAS DONE HE PULLED ME ON TOP OF HIM SOFTLY CARESSING MY NAKED BRUISED BODY YOU DID WELL MY LIL PUP NOW REST WAIT DID HE JXT ACT NICE TO ME 😳

He screamed as he saw one of them pulling out his member in the dark, positioning it at his ass. No! These men aren’t who he thinks they are, right?! A eye for a eye, an tooth for an tooth, in threefold. These men are brutal gays. “Damn you and your little bitch, Cassius!!!!” “Arghhh!!!!!”

It's like dudes hugging each other. I watch them carrying on their thing, soon their hugging turns into humping. The guy at the back with blond hair gropes the front guy, who is moaning uncontrollably while giving aroused faces. He pants and breathes in like an asthma patient and moans loudly. That’s so gay! Its just penises. Nothing to be scared of. Alpha’s are scared of nothing, right? I flinch as the guy in back smacks the front guy’s ass, and the front guy slaps back the other guy’s ass. What are they doing? Spanking each other? But why?

My eyes noticing all four men stripping down to just their boxers before climbing in next to me on the bed. Strong arms pulling on my waist as my body is forcefully turned on its side, my now bruised back now resting against a warm smooth body. The feeling of something poking at me in the small of my back registering. Large warm arms covered in tattoos securing me tightly. Lucus. Grant moves to lay in front of me, his head now close to mine. Kissing my nose gently he hums. A hand moving to rest along my hip. I know I should fight them, but I can barely keep my eyes open, too tired to try. The feeling of more hands touching me as Alex and Tony move to rest their calloused hands along my stoma