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Cas’s hand fisted in Damien’s hair, hips bucking. “Fuck, Damien… just like that.” Cas’s voice was wrecked. His free hand found mine, squeezing. “You see how he sucks me? So fucking good.” I couldn’t look away. Damien’s head bobbed, cheeks hollowing, saliva dripping down Cas’s thick length. I leaned in, kissing Cas deeply while Damien worked him. “You two look incredible together.” Cas broke the kiss with a gasp. “Get over here, Mari. On my face.” I straddled his mouth eagerly, facing Damien. Cas’s tongue dove into me instantly, lapping at the mess of cum inside. “Oh—Cas!”

"You're so tight. You're going to snap my cock into two at this rate.” He didn't wait for me to adjust. He started to move, his thrusts long, deep, and punishing. He was hammering into me with a desperate, frantic energy that told me he’d been wanting this since day one. Every time he hit my prostate, my vision flared white. I was a mess of tangled limbs and gasps, my heels digging into his back as I tried to pull him even deeper. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a wet kiss, he didn't resist it. Our lips moved hungrily over each other, our tongues making contact and in that moment, it felt like every effort I put into seducing him was worth it.

I reveled in the warmth of his mouth as I shoved my tongue inside, his tongue sliding wetly against mine. He gave as good as he got. Xavier was really good with his mouth after all. Yet, for some reason, tonight felt different. And it was pissing me off. I wrenched my mouth away from his with a scowl. “What’s wrong?” Xavier panted, his eyebrows furrowed. His lips were a little swollen, his eyes dark with desire. His hair stuck up in some areas, where it was mussed up by my hands. He was a beautiful mess.

Renna Sex with Xavier was like nothing I could have imagined. Not that I had anything to compare it to, but the undeniable pull between us only grew with each touch, kiss, and taste. Despite, the pain of him being inside of me, I couldn’t deny the overwhelming pleasure I took from it. It was as if he was designed for me and my body. Being my mate, I guess he was. It also helped that hands down he was the sexist man I had ever seen. Since he marked me, it’s like every nerve in my body was in tune with his. I felt to ripples of his pleasure through the bond which only increased mine.

“Quinn darling, you are wrong. Rowan has so many women imprinted on his brain. His fantasies are not what you can handle from the looks of you. I don’t think you can please him in bed.” “Sasha honey,” Quinn said, playing with her long curly hair cutely. “You were once inexperienced. And I’m an open book. I’m learning a lot about sex and my sexuality without experimenting with men. I’m sure Rowan would enjoy me much more than all the women he’s had. Asides from that, sex never keeps a man.” “And so does love.” Sasha retorted, slightly brushing her shoulders against Quinn as she walked off. Quinn thought of her last statement.

“If I kiss you right now, Aria, I won’t stop.” “Then don’t stop.” The words left me in a whisper, but they shattered the last of his restraint. His mouth claimed mine in a kiss that wasn’t soft or cautious, it was demanding, almost desperate, like he needed to drown whatever demons Alexander’s visit had stirred. I clung to his shirt, feeling the heat of him, the strength under my hands. Every brush of his lips felt like a confession he couldn’t voice, every inhale stolen between us a warning that this was dangerous, because I knew I’d never be able to walk away again.

"She just birthed twins. I couldn't get the friction I wanted. So, I ended up fisting her slack lips till she came." "Nah.....no pussy can be slack with his monster in them." Kane bragged, wrapping a hand around Jax's to pump himself harder. "Moving on. Do you guys like slow or rough sex? " Came the next question. "Rough!" Jax growled, abs tightening indicating he was close to coming. "Slamming into her without stopping, hitting her ass while she cries and begs." "Slow at first, then rough." Rocco said in a husky voice. "I love buildup. Tease at first, then pound the bitch raw."

The chemistry was insane. Now we stream together almost every night. Sometimes I’m tied up while she teases me. Sometimes she lets me dominate her. Sometimes we just fuck each other senseless in front of thousands of people. The money is ridiculous now. But more than the money, I love doing it with her. Vesper rolled us over so she was on top of me, looking down at me with soft eyes. “I love you, you know that?” she said quietly. I reached up and cupped her face, pulling her down for a slow, deep kiss.

He knew she wouldn’t be able to refuse him, not when she was leaking. It had been four months since Mara last had sex, four months of her husband leaving her to her device while he did whatever he wanted, without caring about his wife. Her lips parted, but nothing came out. The word ‘brother’ lodged in her throat, too heavy, too true to speak. They both knew they shouldn’t be doing this, but were too deep to stop. Matt smiled, dipping his head, knowing he had won the battle. He licked a broad, slow stripe from the underside of her breast up to the damp fabric of her bra, tasting the salt of her sweat, the sweet tang of milk that had seeped through.

he said with a spank to my ass before he started thrusting inside of me steadily. My eyes rolled into my skull from how deep those strokes were. Leo took my cock back into his mouth and began sucking in it in time with Darren's deep but lazy strokes. And Marcus and Jax traded wet sloppy kisses right above me while they were stroking each other's cocks in the room that was filled with the sounds of skin slapping, wet mouths and deep, low moans. “Harder,” I begged Darren. “Fuck me harder.” And he did, his hips slamming into my ass hole while sweat just dripped down his chest and onto mine.