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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.

With my front still pressed against the wall, my stepbrother connects our mouths for a filthy kiss while humping my ass like an animal in rut. Fuck. Why is this so hot? This is sinful and wrong but I don't want to back out, never, not after craving this for so long, this is how my dream comes true. Liam places one hand on my boob and squeezes it experimentally, and I moan into his mouth, sticking out my tongue for him to suck on the muscle and make me feel good.

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.

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The more I think about it, the more keen my mind is dismantle every possibility to the last bone, which spells no good for me, seeing as the Devil desiring me sexually is one of those possibilities. Yeah I need to stop thinking about it. Calling Jun helped, but with her opinion on the matter to consider, the shield of my denial has been penetrated. Groaning in annoyance at my incapability to dissolve these taunting thoughts from my mind, I rolled off my bed and roughly yanked the covers aside. In moments like this, salvation has a name; Seduction Of Sin. With two claps of my hands, the lights went off and I languidly slipped under the covers and searched for the e-book version of the steamie

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Elena stood in the middle of their luxurious living room, still wearing nothing but her ruined lace panties, her body a map of another man’s desire. The morning light streamed through the tall windows, illuminating every dark hickey, every bite mark, every faint bruise left by Damien Vale’s powerful hands. She felt raw, sore, and strangely empowered.

He fucked her hard and deep, his hips slamming against her ass. “Fuck, you feel so real,” he groaned, spanking her. “So tight and wet for your digital Master.” Zara moaned loudly, gripping the sheets as he railed her. The virtual world felt indistinguishable from reality. Every thrust, every slap, every dirty word pushed her closer to the edge. “Harder, Sir,” she begged. “Destroy my pussy.” Damien pounded her mercilessly, reaching around to rub her clit. She came hard, screaming as her pussy clenched around him, juices running down her thighs. The orgasm was so intense that her real body shook on her couch.

She was breaking the Master’s rules, stealing the payment before the bath was even finished, and the risk of it made the pleasure sharper, filthier. She moved her hips, positioning her soaking, engorged pussy directly over my mouth, the weight of her forcing my head back against the stone bench. I was drowning in her, licking and sucking at her with a frantic, rhythmic energy, my tongue tracing her swollen clit while my fingers buried deeper inside her, hitting her walls with a wet, slapping sound that echoed in the steam.