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Sev bottomed out and held still, letting me adjust. “Good girl,” he breathed against my spine. “Take your alphas.” They picked up speed. The room filled with wet sounds and my muffled moans. Soren fucked my throat steady while Sev pounded my ass, one hand reaching under to rub my clit. I hated how fast I got close. “Come with my cock in your ass,” Sev growled. “Show me you’re ours.” I shattered. My whole body locked up, pussy clenching on nothing, ass milking him. Soren pulled out and came across my face again, thick ropes that mixed with fresh tears. Sev followed seconds later, pulsing deep inside me until it leaked out when he pulled free.

“Harder. Don't stop.” Hans leaned downward and helped Devon suck my other nipple. Devon pulled away from him and Hans's finger twisted the wet nipples he had abandoned. I arched into him, my fingers fisting as I offered my ass to Mitch even more, spreading my legs wider. His balls slapped against my ass, wet and obscene. The sounds echoed off the basement walls, slapping skin, wet mouths, groans, and my own broken whimpers. “Now we're gonna fuck you one after the other. We're gonna make the sweet cunt of yours drip all over our dicks and we're gonna suck you dry. Hope you're ready for that.”

Tristan adjusted and slid his trouser of totally, kicking and thrashing slightly. She spread her legs open and he adjusted between her legs, the tip of his cock gliding on her wet meaty cunt. He groaned and she moaned, both eager to taste what sex with the other felt like. She held his dick and pushed it into her small hole and her breath hitched. Tristan's mouth hung open as he stayed still so she could acclimatize with his cock that was stretching her pussy wider.

The dusty air made their skin feel gritty where they touched. Mira moaned into his shoulder. She held on tighter, nails digging into his broad back. Her pussy made loud, messy sounds every time he thrust up. His cum from earlier mixed with her fresh wetness and leaked down his balls, dripping onto the floor below them. The smell of sex grew stronger in the warm attic. Malik fucked her harder. He used his strong arms to bounce her up and down on his cock. Her soft ass cheeks slapped against his hips. Her hard nipples dragged across his skin.

Nadia kept riding him slowly, milking every last drop while he shook underneath her. When he finally stopped pulsing, she stayed seated on his cock, letting him stay buried inside her warmth. Both of them were breathing hard, skin slick with sweat. The room smelled like sex. Nadia looked down at him, one hand stroking his chest. “Good boy, you held it like I told you to. That means we’re going to do this again.”she murmured. Mateo lay there, cock still twitching inside her, heart still racing. He had no idea how deep this was going to go with Nadia, but right now, with her pussy wrapped around him and her taste still on his tongue, he knew one thing for sure.

“This is still hate sex, Marcus. Don’t get any ideas. I still can’t stand your arrogant ass.” He stripped fast, cock rock hard and curving up. “Keep telling yourself that, pretty boy.” He crawled over me, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand while the other spread my legs. “But this hole doesn’t lie. It’s been clenching for me since the locker room.” He pushed back inside me raw, slow this time, inch by thick inch until he bottomed out. I moaned loud, back arching off the bed. “Fuck… you’re still so deep.”

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

"That's what makes it more sweet, having sex with him wouldn't be a problem and they will be zero chance of getting pregnant since he is not my mate, My Queen, I can't stop imagining how good he will be in bed. It must be as good and perfect as his looks" she said, her eyes glistering brightly. "You are so vulgar Kaira, don't you have a bit of decency in you?" Daciana asked playfully, her eyes holding Kaira's gaze with her lips twitching. "You wouldn't blame me" Kaira said laughing. They both stayed there for a while talking about everything and nothing. **********

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

he murmured against her flesh, the vibration adding another layer of sensation. His fingers established a steady pace, pushing deeper with each stroke while his tongue continued its relentless attention. Wendy's breathing became ragged, her body tensing as pleasure built within her. Just as she approached the edge, Felix slowed his movements, drawing back slightly. "Not yet," he murmured, looking up to meet her frustrated gaze. "I want to savor this." He withdrew his fingers only to replace them with his tongue, pushing it inside her. The change in sensation made Wendy cry out, one hand flying to her mouth to stifle the sound.