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BOOK 3: CHAPTER 61: Unholy Addiction “Oh my God…” she cries out, her voice loud, raw, and soaked in overwhelming pleasure. Moans spill from her lips like confessions—explicit, fevered, and uncontrollable. Lust, dark and consuming, pervades every inch of her senses, stealing her breath and reason.

She needed that, no matter how much she said she was fine, she was still shaken up by what Tyler did. And he acted like it wasn't his first time doing that to a woman. Disgusting. "Who would touch me now that I'm you wife?" Arya asked when she was done laughing. "hmm, true..." :::::::::::::::::::::::::: It was already late at night when both of them arrived home. Dinner was uneventful and Arya still hadn't seen Kayla or Lucas. She had tried to ask Ryker but he didn't even answer her as he was in a rush to head back to the company since he had just recieved ownership, the stocks were flactuating.

Sylvia had no bra on yet her breasts stood firm in that top. With desire burning in his eyes, David darted his gaze to her jeans and began to wrestle with the button. With her hands tugged inside his hair, she moaned when David pulled her jeans down. “Wait!” Sylvia cried out. Her conscience had just struck her just when David was about to slip his hands in between her thighs. Ignoring her cry, David went ahead and plunged his fingers into her. She moaned at an instant and her eyes began to roll backward. Sylvia’s hands began to tremble as she fought to stay with David’s tempo. He was moving his fingers back and forth into her so quickly that not even a vibrator could do the trick.

Sylvia said pointing around the room, “Is your siren side being freed and allowed to consume what it desires the most.” “Sex?” I asked her confused. “Yes. Sirens freed off sexual encounters. Can’t you smell it calling to you?” Sylvia asked me as she took a whiff of the air. I decided to amuse her and take my whiff and that’s when it hit me hard. The scent of everyone’s arousal in the room as it began to call to me. I closed my eyes and it was as if I could feel everyone’s hands on me at once and I could feel a need begin to burn in my core.

The next day. Sylvia felt a whirlwind of emotions as she lay in Stephan’s embrace, the morning light filtering softly through the curtains. It was a strange mix of vulnerability and exhilaration, the kind that left her feeling both empowered and terrified. She had always envisioned herself as strong and independent, yet here she was, tangled in sheets and feelings, with the man who had ignited a fire within her that she didn’t quite understand.

I leaned down towards her breasts and placed my lips around one of her nipples, sucking it as I flicked it with my tongue. Sylvia immediately raised her pelvis, pressing the vibrator into me, causing her to let out an erotic moan. I sucked on her nipple a little harder as I lowered myself against her to apply even more pressure to the vibrator. "Jo," Sylvia barely whispered my name, begging me to stop teasing her. I let go of her nipple and moved a little further up her body until my mound was against hers, and the vibrating nub was firmly against my clit as well. Sylvia closed her eyes tightly as our breasts grazed each other's, making my own nipples impossibly sensitive.

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

****NIGHT, THE KINGS' MANSION **** DAMIEN'S ROOM Damien was on the bed, reading a book, he seemed so interested in it. The bathroom door opened and Sylvia walked out of it in a white transparent nightie and Damien looked up from the book. His mouth opened on their own when he saw her and his d**k twitched, it was already hardening without any effort. "Like what you see?" Sylvia winked with a flirty smile. "I love what I'm seeing, I guess this the special dish you were talking about and I love it" Damien muttered, swallowing nothing. "Nothing is happening tonight, I'm tired" Sylvia scoffed and walked to the bed, she climbed on it and rested her head on Damien's chest.

She had never seen anything like it and she blessed the day he had asked her to be his mate that fine afternoon many years ago. "I want to ride your cock.’’ Sylvia said. Remus allowed her and together, they rode the waves of their passion.

Monique replied, glancing sideways at Dawn. She got it from a bedside drawer and handed it to Sandy. Sandy poured a little into Dawn's ass crack and started slicking up Dawn's bottom. I wondered if Dan was planning to switch from fucking her cunt to her buttocks, but he stayed where he was, pounding his prick in Dawn's pussy. Sandy had other ideas. As soon as Dawn's painful whimpers started changing to erotic moans, Sandy started playing with Dawn's dangling breasts with one hand while fucking a finger into her lubed asshole with the other.