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I searched her face, looking for any sign she was joking but there was none just hunger. “I’ve touched myself thinking about this kind of thing,” she whispered, leaning closer until our knees touched. The contact sent sparks racing up my thigh. “Being used and shared. Being held down while multiple guys take you on.” She continued. “I want your stepdad to fuck me first and your brothers pinning me down while you watch. Then I want you to taste me with their cum still dripping out of me.” Her words hit me like a punch in my gut. My clit throbbed so hard I had to bite to stay quiet. The noise in the cafeteria drifted and I could only feel the slick mess between my legs and the way Mia looked a

"Anyway, I smell like stress and cheap coffee. I am going to take a shower and wash the statistics out of my brain." She entered into the bathroom and soon enough, I could hear the shower started running. It felt like I could finally breathe when she was out of the room. I opened my laptop again and stared at the the username “Architect_D” ‘I am a strict, experienced dominant.’ his profile stated. ‘I value structure, clear boundaries, and absolute obedience. If you are looking for games, look elsewhere. If you are looking to surrender control to someone who will take care of your body and mind, message me.’

"Tell me what you want, and I’ll fucking do it." I bit down on my lower lip, my chest rising and falling with rough breaths. My eyes, wide and glazed with lust, locked onto his. "I want you to tie me up," I started, the words coming out almost shyly, worried he would refuse like Daniel always did but as the image took hold in my mind, the shyness and worry burned away, replaced by a burning need. "I want you to use rope, or your belt, anything... I want to be helpless. I... I want you to spread me wide and eat my pussy. "

Ruth's POV Jake finished unpacking first. He slid the wardrobe door shut and reached for the handle, already halfway out. “You coming?” he asked over his shoulder “Where?” I tipped my head, pretending not to know. “Mark’s room. Truth or dare.” He gestured down the hall. I hesitated on purpose. “No.” A small smile curved my lips. “I still have things to do. And I just got a new book, so—” “It won’t be fun with just the three of us.” He cut in, turning back to face me. “Four’s a better number.”

"You knew what they told you the arrangement was." "Don't." "And why exactly," Chase continued, as if I hadn't spoken, "do you think they want me to go down so badly? What story did they give you? Did you ever ask them for specifics, Veronica? Did you ever push them on the details? Or did you accept the version they handed you because it was easier than asking harder questions?"

Three men now? Lucas saw the look on my face. He stroked my hair. “Only if you want it. We will never push you. But if you say yes, the four of us could be something special. We share everything. Business. Secrets. Pleasure.” The idea scared me and turned me on at the same time. Three powerful, rich men all wanting my body. All of them fucking me together. My pussy throbbed just thinking about it. “I need to think,” I said. “But I am not saying no.”

Uncle's forbidden touch 8 The attic breeding stuck with me. Uncle's cum plugged in all night, his stories of family curses whispering in my ear as the storm raged. My belly didn't show yet, but I felt it—the heir growing, his dark claim deep in my womb. Days after, he was tender in a twisted way. Fucks slow and deep, hands on my stomach, promising more kids to carry the line. But his eyes had that hunger, like he needed to mark me permanent.