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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.

she gasped, startled by my sudden touch. "Celeste, roll onto your hands and knees," I whispered, locking eyes with her. I kissed her again, tasting her and feeling our fluids mingle. I kept my fingers inside her as she turned, continuing to fúck her while running my other hand over her soft, round ass. She began rocking back into me, and I slid a third finger in, feeling her orgasm spill onto my hand, her ass pressing back into me. I kissed the small of her back as she trembled, my fingers buried deep.

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Note: The title is a request from the reader. You can add yours when sending a request. This also has a touch of FF action. ..... The tray was warm against her palm as she walked in. There were three glasses of whiskey on the tray, and they should have made the tray cold, but they didn't. Ray crossed the main floor of The Scarlet Sea with her bare feet since they weren't allowed shoes in there, for those who have a foot fetish. The apron she was putting on was the only covering she had.

Betty filled my coffee cup. I wiped a crusty cluster of sediment from the corner of my eyes and mumbled, "Thank you." She gave me a sad smile and shuffled back into the stacks. I groaned, sipping coffee the consistency of motor oil. Time to get back to work. I sure as hell wasn't going to leave it alone. Not when I was so close to the answers I wanted. Fire brewed in my belly. I picked up the book in front of me. A demonology book. The history of incubi.

Explicit graphic content ahead. Rated 18+ Theme : Step daughters romance × Daddy's knit × Sexually gray characters. SOFEYA’S POV It was hot outside today. The sun was glaring at me and my twin sister, Rachel. I was relaxing near the pool. Sweat running down my back and inner thighs. We were at our step father's estate for the Summer because our mother was too busy living her best life with her friends in Paris. And even though Rachel and I had our own plans, it's not so bad hanging out here after all.

he purred, yanking her panties off. They immediately got hit by the full force of the scent of her slick, an absolute alpha haze taking over them. Callum pushed her against the bed and devoured her mouth while Connor peeled her swollen folds open and buried himself between her thick thighs. Kane stripped off his clothes before walking over to her with a monstrous cock. He tapped the crown against her greedy lips and watched her eagerly reach for it and suck it. "Take it all, you horny bitch," he growled, tugging at her hair while Callum pinned her hands to the bed and sucked on her tits. Connor continued lapping at her pussy as she gushed more slick for them.

Candles flickered around the room, casting dancing shadows over her body, and the scent of musk and vanilla filled the air. Her eyes, wide and filled with a mix of anticipation and fear, searched mine as I approached. I could feel the heat between us, the unspoken desire that had been simmering beneath the surface of our relationship. In this dream, the barriers between us were gone, and all that was left was raw, animal need. I was the Dom, and she was my eager submissive, ready to submit to whatever I desired.

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

Warm fingers separated her folds, and his first lick through her juices had her pumping her pelvis in an attempt to force more of his tongue over her sensitive flesh. “God, your cunt is so hot and wet. You smell like the freshest of springs, and I want to drink until I’m drunk off of your sweet nectar. Give me more, Bab.” Cassian entered her pussy with his finger even as he continued to lap at her juices. “Please!” She couldn’t say anything more because, at that moment, he added a second finger, pumping them in and out. Her breath came in sharp pants that did nothing to spread the much needed oxygen throughout her body. Surely she would pass out soon if she didn’t manage to get a full breath