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She dropped to her knees behind Lila and buried her face between the girl’s cheeks, licking Victor’s cum straight from her pussy and ass. Lila cried out, pushing back against Victoria’s eager tongue. “So fucking sweet mixed with your load,” Victoria moaned, tongue pushing deep. “You taste like our dirty little secret.” Victor couldn’t hold back. He pulled Victoria up, bent her over the desk right beside Lila, and yanked her dress up. No panties her mature pussy was dripping. “Look at you,” he growled. “My wife is soaked from watching me fuck my intern.” He slammed into Victoria hard. She gasped, pushing back greedily. “Yes! Fuck me like you fuck your little whore!”

“This should be… memorable.” When the call ended, Julie—now head of PR for Aurelia Luxe—entered the office, iPad in hand. “I just saw the partnership details,” she said cautiously. “It’s his company. You okay?” Anne stood and walked to the window, staring out at the skyline she once knew. “I’m not just here for a project, Jules,” she said softly. “I’m here for closure. And revenge.” Julie lowered her voice. “You sure you’re ready for this? Seeing him again? Seeing them?”

CONTENT: Revenge sex, wet pussy, sex toys, multiple orgasm, gangbang, multiple dick. CHAPTER 1 Jillian felt a wave of nervousness as she approached the door of the nightclub. It was finally time to fulfill her biggest fantasy, and one that would make her now ex-boyfriend explode with jealousy.

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

Kimbeerly smiled and thanked Alexander again. “What should I do for you?” “You go shower and get cleaned up. I'm almost done and don't need your help.” “Your words are mean.” Kimbeerly smiled slightly. “Hurry up.” Alexander did not pay attention to Kimbeerly's words. Instead, he took a seat on the barstool and watched Kimbeerly busy with various cooking tools. Alexander smiled slightly at how beautiful his wife looked. Despite all the plans Alexander had made and all his thoughts focused on his revenge, Kimbeerly was indeed as beautiful and as good a woman as he had ever met. Alexander may have fallen in love but it wasn't for love. Anything that crosses his boundaries he won't do because hi

He didn’t even bother to move away from her. “Cams,” Isabella said softly while pretending to be surprised. I couldn’t find the words to confront her. My throat was tight and my voice strangled by the betrayal that suffocated me. All I could do was stare at Gabriel and it was enough to break my heart into a million pieces. “How long?” I finally managed to choke out the question in a trembling voice. “Since when have you fucked my husband, Isa?” I demanded to know and she flinched at my inquiry.

He replied. “Fuck you then and stop coming around me. You want it as much as I do but your plan is to have me surrender myself to you, so you can have control.” I punched my keyboard furiously. “Baby, I'm the only one who can successfully guide you through this side of sexuality since you are not used to that kind of stuff. Stop whining and go back to sleep, okay?” I threw my phone to the side and pressed the heels of my palm on my eyes. What a confused human. I managed to slip out of bed and located my way to the wine cellar.

Manufacturing her illness. From the very beginning, she had never been sick at all. She had used masterful acting and calculated deception to fool everyone. Even him. Even the pack doctors. And she had used this lie to push me toward death's door. Marcus's chest heaved violently. His wolf was howling inside his mind, demanding blood. The betrayal cut deeper than any silver blade. He grabbed his car keys and stormed out of his office, his face twisted with rage. In the main living room of the pack house, Celeste was still clinging to Mom's arm.

He lifts her up and they sway to the music, her head resting on his shoulder. Selene's eyes sting with tears. How did they get here? How did two people who started with so much hatred end up with so much love? She remembers the first time she saw Damien. At that charity gala where he looked at her like she was the enemy. Where he decided she would pay for crimes she didn't commit. Where he set in motion a plan that would destroy them both and somehow end up saving them. It began with revenge. Pure, cold, calculated revenge. He married her to hurt her. To control her. To make her suffer every single day for what he believed she'd done to his company.

Her fingers find the hem of my soaked shirt, and she touches me again, tracing the line of my stomach. I stiffen. “I said stop, Lyssandra. You're drunk. I might be an icy rock, but I'm still a man,” I murmur. “You don’t mean that.” Her hand slides higher, so I catch her wrist. “I do.” The pulse in her wrist beats against my fingers. Her eyes are glassy, but the heat in them is real. Desire and exhaustion tangled together. "She wants you," Axel hisses. "She needs us." “She’s drunk,” I growl.