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“Not Leonardo. Not the messenger. They’d think the new man is their father.” I stared at her, lips pressed tight. “Okay,” I muttered. “Maybe you’re right. But what sane man wants a woman with two newborns?” I chuckled bitterly. “I’ve given up on love. Family. Marriage. Who would marry me?” “Well,” Stella said with a grin, “there Is this app for single mothers. It’s called Momkind. Men there are actually looking for moms. So, you don’t have to hide your babies.” “Momkind?” I laughed. “That sounds so fake.”

I even wondered if she had really gone mad. "You treated me the same way too when I was little, no?" Mom suddenly stopped laughing. The memories of her childhood, as described by her, became fragmented and cruel. It turned out that when Mom was a child, my grandfather eloped with someone else because Grandma couldn't give birth to a son. During that time, Grandma must have lost her sanity and would beat and scold Mom every day. Therefore, in Mom's memory, giving birth to a daughter was a misfortune, and keeping a husband was an instinct all women had.

I leaned closer, my heart in my throat as I overheard my mom telling him about me. "...she’s usually such a sweet, compliant girl, Marcus," my mother was saying, her tone a mix of affection and mild irritation. "She’s just been so stressed with the final wedding preparations. Julian can be quite demanding, you know how these corporate families are. But I'm so glad she's finally home. I want the two of you to become close. She needs a strong male figure in her life, and you are exactly the kind of man she can look up to." I squeezed my eyes shut, a bitter, hysterical laugh bubbling in my throat. *Look up to.* If only my mother knew exactly how I had looked up to him last night—flat on my back

“Mom is literally having a time of her life. Can you hear how loud and deep those bang sounds are? He is literally digging very deep into her.” My twin brother said out loud and he was thinking the same way that I was. “I know rightt!” Wedding night sex are literally the best sex ever. “You know, I love the way that he calls mom Queen. It is very soothing to hear.” I laughed out loud and immediately held it in, so they won't hear me. “It is probably their sex kink, nothing special.” He nodded in agreement and we continued listening to them. “Give me your legs, hold the bed.”

I caught Kai’s reflection in the window staring after me. He always did when I talked like this, when he saw my true self that wasn't soft and sweet. The part that wanted, needed, craved. But he still remained my best friend, my partner in schemes, the only one who knew my story. Once upon a time, Dominic King had been just another powerful man using women like they were disposable. And my mother had been one of them. And because of that affair, my family had fallen apart. And because my family had fallen apart, I’d been left alone.

In a faint voice, she asked, "If you wanted me, why didn't you just force me to marry you? You could have owned me without all this secrecy. You could have done anything to me if it meant atoning for what I did." Xavier gave a hollow laugh. "That’s exactly where the fantasy lies, Mommy. I want every single day to be a ticking time bomb for you." He patted Elara’s shoulder, then squeezed it hard before turning to leave. "Get some rest, Mommy. Tomorrow is going to be a very long day for you." To be continued...

THEMES: Monster kink, corruption, hybrid twist. KINKS: Tentacle play, vampire bite, blood play, overstimulation, multiple penetration, sensory overload, breeding obsession, shame arousal. The alley is too quiet, and I probably should have turned back three streets ago, but I enjoy walking alone at midnight. It's the thrill that's had me on late night strolls for three nights since I moved into this town. Aunt Margarita will be very angry if she finds out that I've sneaked out again.

She moaned Damon's name, calling him ‘daddy. Then, she called me ‘mommy,’ too. I can't explain the wild fire that woke up inside me, but I was barely hanging on by a single thread when it hit me. When everything hit me at once. My waters completely gave way. My legs quivered, and I fell into a pool of my own undone pleasure. I tried to hold it in, but it was far too late. My squirt pushed its way out of me as violently as Damon was slamming Holly’s strap into me.

I shuddered as I collapsed into his chest, rubbing my boobs into his strong torso. "That was the best," I moaned. "Oh, Lord, I need more! I need to be fucked more!" * * * And she was fucked more. My daddy pounded her so hard. Doggy style. Missionary. He pumped her pussy full of so much cum and sent her home to her husband with his seed in all her holes. She had loved it all. And Mom had her first "Preacher's Wife Amateur Debut" to sell on her website.

She probably tells me. “Well, the thing is mom,” I say. She nodded her head. “Okay, you have to listen to everything I say and hear me out okay.” I took a deep breath, “Mom I had sex I tell her in a mumble. “Huh, I didn’t hear you, sweety.” “Say it a little louder honey.” my mom told me. “I had sex and you must know Elijah and Jake is my mate. But there is more. Also, I found Andrew and Matthew as my mates too. And I must be caring for their pups because I didn’t get on birth control.” I was nervous and I spoke louder for her to hear.