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“Fuck!“ He groans as his cock twitches on my tongue and in no time, his hot cum lands on my tongue and my chin. “Swallow it for daddy” he says and I do, I close my mouth to swallow as much as I can, with a groan Liam leans into me to kiss my lips and suck his own cum off my tongue. Pushing his tongue into my mouth as if he is checking for unswallowed cum. Without warning, I feel both Damien and Ben cum into my pussy at the same time, their cum flooding my womb and painting my inside in their thick seed- the thought of getting pregnant for them while my husband has no idea causes me to moan shamelessly.

I didn’t get to respond before he pulled his thumb out, placed both hands on my hips, and lifted me, setting me on his desk in front of him. His hand reached under my skirt and took off my panties. He stared at the middle spot that was soaked and chuckled to himself, shaking his head. “Spread your legs for me.” I didn’t even hesitate. I spread my legs as wide as I could, giving him a show of my bare pussy. “Now be a good little slut and touch yourself. Show me how you get yourself off when you think about your professor’s cock.”

She said, “You know your brother thinks you’re gay? I laughed, “He didn’t think that when we were kids and he beat my skinny ass because he thought I was messing with one of his girlfriends!” “Your brother is a funny guy. You know, we ‘swing’ sometimes with other couples. These are usually like orgies, but Jim started getting jealous and would only let me get it on with women he was fucking or he would pick men and have me get on my knees and suck their cocks. I lost interest now, so it’s me and my vibrator.” She laughed heartily and swiped a hand across her crotch. Then she got dressed in her sweaters and coat and rushed out, yelling over her shoulder she needed to get her “brats.”

His thumb rubbed my clit in light teasing strokes keeping me right there trembling and aching for release. I bit my lip hard, my cheeks burning but the heat between my legs won out. “I want your mouth on me next Riot. I want you to get on your knees and lick your own cum out of my pussy while you look up at me. Suck it all out then spit it back in and add more with your tongue. I want to be so full and messy that I smell like sex and you all the way home like I cannot even hide what you did to me.” My voice shook saying it but the way his eyes got even darker and his fingers twitched inside me told me he loved hearing me talk like that.

He doesn't stop—oh fuck, he doesn't stop—curling deeper, his palm slapping against my clit with every savage plunge. The overstimulation burns, sweet and agonizing, building me right back up until my thighs are shaking, my shameless release running down my legs. I love it. I love it so much it breaks me open, tears rolling freely now because this is my fantasy come to life. The one I've poured into my secret werewolf smut stories under the name Alpha's Little Slut. Alphas who claim hard, wreck thoroughly, and leave their mates ruined and begging for more. But this is better. Realer. Azren's fingers are merciless, stretching me, owning me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear as he whispe

He groaned, threading fingers through her hair, guiding her rhythm. Around them, the room pulsed with more depravity. A few feet away, a man grunted loudly, pulling out of a woman's mouth just in time to shoot thick ropes of semen across her face. She knelt there, her fingers buried in her own pussy, rubbing her clit frantically as she came with him, her body shaking, and cum dripping down her cheeks and chin while she licked at the strands hungrily.

Sweat poured down their bodies, mixing together as they rutted against each other like animals. Lucas leaned in, hot breath against Damien’s ear. “I can smell how empty your hole is. How bad it needs to be knotted and bred by a stronger alpha.” He ripped Damien’s jeans open with one savage tug. Damien’s cock sprang free, thick and dripping, slapping wetly against his abs. Lucas shoved his own pants down, freeing his massive alpha cock — longer and thicker than Damien’s, veins bulging, the head already slick and angry red. Lucas spat into his palm and wrapped his hand around both their cocks, stroking them together in long, filthy pulls. Their precum mixed, making everything slick and nasty.

Rissa let out a shattered cry as she began to squirt, the bedsheets soaking beneath her. Ronan didn't give her a second to breathe. He moved over her, his eyes dark with a final, fierce triumph. Using her own wetness as lube, he lined himself up at her entrance and, with one heavy, deliberate thrust, he buried his entire length inside her. Ronan began moving in and out with a slow, agonizing friction that made Rissa’s breath hitch in time with every thrust. He wanted her to feel every inch of him. After a few heavy strokes, he gripped her hips and flipped them both in one fluid motion. Now, she was the one sitting on top of him, impaled by his massive length while he laid back against the pi

Damien hauled him up by the front of his hoodie and shoved him toward the bed. “Strip. Now.” Elias’s hands shook as he pulled off his hoodie and jeans. His body felt exposed under Damien’s hungry gaze, slim chest, narrow waist, the soft curve of his ass, his hard cock bobbing between his legs. Damien pushed him face-down onto the bed, yanking his hips up so his ass was presented. He spat on Elias’s hole and rubbed the head of his cock against it. “No condom,” Damien growled. “I’m going to fuck you raw. And when I cum inside you, you’re going to keep every drop.”

A sharp, bitter ache rose in my chest, and even the words I typed turned sharp and unrestrained. [Yes, I'm mute. I can't speak! That's why I was insecure. That's why I didn't dare meet you. Even when I used voice chat, I had to ask a friend to speak for me.] [I foolishly thought you might have fallen for me—really me—and not just the fictional LeoWinter in the game.] [But, Madison, you already slapped me hard with reality. What more do you want from me now?]