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Sloane muttered. The drill turned sexual on the turf. Sloane grabbed Tatum and pushed her down onto the soft grass. “My turn to dominate.” She stripped the rest of Tatum’s clothes and worshipped her body. Sloane ran her hands over every curve, kissing the strong lines of Tatum’s thighs and stomach. “Fuck, your body is perfect. So athletic and tight.” Tatum arched under the touch, breathing heavy.

Alia had earned her reputation the honest way—by fucking like it was her favorite subject. At twenty-one, with a body that turned heads in every hallway, she didn’t bother hiding it. Long dark hair that fell in messy waves down her back, full tits that strained against her tight white crop tops, and an ass that made even the quietest guys stare. She wasn’t ashamed. Why should she be? Sex felt good. Power felt better. And Alia loved both. Unlike Sarah, who loved getting railed in public places where anyone could walk by and watch, Alia preferred the thrill of almost getting caught. Quick, dirty fucks in bathrooms, empty lecture halls, or behind the gym. Today, it was Jackson.

I swallowed nervously while my fingers twisted slightly against the bedsheet. Sebastian noticed immediately. He noticed everything about me. “Tell me what you want princess?” he asked softly. I stared at him with lust. “I want you so bad.” A small smile touched his lips. “I already know that princess” In a firm seductive voice “ tell me what you want daddy to do to you “ Then he stepped closer until he stood directly between my legs. My breathing immediately became uneven. God. The size of him. The warmth from his body. The smell of his cologne mixed with whiskey.

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

Combined with Fin's shaft in my arse and the werewolf king's hand on my cock, I felt like crying out from intense pleasure. "You love it, don't you?" The vampire king whispered into my right ear. "I bet you have been fantasising about being taken by three men." He tugged on my nipples just as the werewolf king took my shaft into his mouth. I cried out from the pleasure. It was too much. Fin's thrust picked up. His tempo was as fast as the werewolf king's mouth on my shaft. I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head from intense pleasure.

I felt my clit rubbing against the edge of the desk with every thrust Rex made, the friction building a pressure in my lower belly that felt like a volcano about to erupt. "Look at her," Jax muttered, his voice muffled against my skin. "She's taking all of us. Look at how her tits bounce." He started to squeeze my breasts harder, kneading them like dough, while Rex increased his speed. The friction inside me was becoming intense, the heat building until I felt like I was melting. I wanted more. I wanted every single one of them inside me. "More... please, give me more!" I managed to moan as Leo pulled out of my mouth for a second.

My secret words and my filthy thoughts. Heat flooded my face. I suddenly wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. “I…I attached the wrong file,” I whispered, voice cracking. “It was never meant for anyone.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I felt the faint heat of his body. “Yet you described everything with such precision. The way my voice would sound against your ears, how my fingers would feel sliding underneath your skirt while you tried so desperately to maintain your composure.” His gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower, tracing the rapid rise of my chest. “Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very o

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

I stepped off the boat to the wooden dock, and the warm night air hit me like a slap. My heart was pounding hard already, and my pussy was getting wet just from the smell of the ocean mixed with that thick, musky scent of sex that hung in the air. This was The Cock Fest. No names, no talking about feelings, and no tomorrow. It was just pure fucking for a whole week. I had dreamed about this for months, fingering myself every night, thinking about big cocks stretching me open until I couldn’t walk straight. Now it was real.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.