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Her moist pussy, swollen pussy lips and sexy legs made my penis throb. The stair well is warm and clammy from a steam pipe hissing steam as I approached this goddess. The steam made her smooth skin glisten as beads of sweat cascaded down her skin. Her body jumps as I run my hands up her cafes, my breathe is short as I enjoy the feel of her softness.

* My mind floods with filthy images of Damien above me in bed, growling low in my ear as he pounds into me, his dick swelling, teeth grazing my neck, claiming me as his Omega while I scream his name and beg for mercy. I’m so turned on I can barely stand. My thighs are slippery. My clit is throbbing. I’m seconds away from excusing myself to the bathroom just so I can rub one out. Mia grins and grabs my arm. “Come on, let’s get you a drink before you melt. You look like you need one.” As she pulls me toward the bar, I feel Damien’s heavy gaze on my body fighting for control. This cruise hasn’t even properly started yet, and I’m already drowning in lust.

Axel groaned and threw back his head, his body tensing as his cock spasmed and jerked, Warm, thick cum squirted into Rosa's pussy, soaking it, he jerked and spurted, his thrusts ragged as he came, with one final pulse he filled rosa with his cream. His breathing was heavy as he slid from her body and lay on the bed beside her, they both stared up at the ceiling, rosa could feel his cum trickling down from her slit and soaking onto the covers beneath, she had never been taken like that before, her muscles ached and my neck was tender where Axel had bitten her. Leaning up on one elbow, he looked down at her naked body beside his, slowly he trailed his hand across the span of my rounded tummy.

Trigger Warning: Explicit sexual content, beast-human romance, delayed pleasure, dominance, restraints, power play, and consensual use of sex toys. . . The rain fell heavy over the crimson hills of Caldrith, thick as blood against the towering iron gates that shielded the Beast King’s domain.

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

The ropes then pulled her legs apart, as if the binds were threaded through invisible pulleys. One final tether wrapped around her shoulders and neck, keeping her from tilting all the way over. Xavier approached, running his fingers against her labia. She struggled against her binds, outraged from his violating touch. Smirking, he kneeled down and ran his tongue between her lips. The blood from her cuts had congealed like hot fudge, mixing with the taste of her womanhood into a delicious dessert for the black-hearted Antichrist.

Izzy I sat there on the edge of Riven’s bed. My heart was beating so fast. It felt like it would jump out of my chest. My heart kept pounding hard. My fingers were still a little wet. They were wet from touching myself just a short time before. I had touched my own body. His hard dick stood up right next to me. It was thick and long. It looked big and ready. The moonlight came in the room through the window. It made everything look soft and a little dangerous at the same time. Everything felt quiet but full of many feelings. The light was soft on the walls and on his body.

She was on her knees in the study, those big doe eyes looking up at me as she took my cock deeper into her throat. I woke up leaking precum, sheets ruined. No other woman compares. I’ve fucked a few since she left—cold, empty encounters—but they all pale. I want her innocence corrupted by me. Want to teach her how to ride a man’s face until she floods my tongue. Want to fill her womb with load after load until she’s marked as mine forever. Her nipples tightened against the lace of her bra. Elena shifted in the chair, one hand unconsciously drifting to the hem of her sundress. The silk whispered against her thighs as she read on, the journal detailing fantasies that grew darker and more posse

2. (JENNY'S POV) The heavy iron gates of Luca Rossi’s cliffside mansion clanged shut behind the SUV like the closing of a prison door. My body was still trembling violently in the aftermath of what he had done to me in the car. His thick cum continued to leak slowly from my sore, stretched pussy, coating my inner thighs in a sticky, humiliating mess. Every small movement made me acutely aware of how thoroughly he had ruined me already. Hatred burned hot in my chest, but underneath it simmered something darker shameful arousal that refused to die.

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.