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Finally Volkov turned off the vibrator and my entire body sank against the bed. "Look at this mess. I love it," Through the fog in my mind, I registered his seductive voice. I didn't realize when he got off the bed but I heard his footsteps stopping by my bound ankles. "What a filthy girl you are, Elena. You can't see this but you have made a mess down here," His firm grip circled one of my ankles and my breath hitched when he lightly traced his thumb over the leather cuff.

"Thank you, Alpha. I will take this lesson to heart. I will grow from this." They continued to talk, the conversation shifting to an even more delicate and personal topic. Gideon's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of discomfort in his voice as he addressed Tanner's reaction to seeing Avla. "Tanner, there's something else we must discuss. When you saw Avla naked, you... you obviously enjoyed it." Tanner's face went crimson, his eyes darting away as shame washed over him. "I... I didn't mean to, Alpha. It was just... natural, I guess. I couldn't control it."

The intensity of my emotions is like nothing I've ever felt before. Marina. Lord, I've never been this whipped by a woman before, owned, and she doesn't even realize it. "Do you think we could somehow use vervain to our advantage?" Marina asks. I lean against one of the walls, sinking down until I have the little mistress pressed to my upper abs. She isn't as stiff as she was a moment ago, even daring to make eye-contact when I peer down at her. It makes my heart swell in my chest and removes some of that torment I felt when she stared at me as if I was going to hurt her.

Which was why, at eleven o'clock on a Friday night, she was spread out on her bed with her laptop balanced on her nightstand, her hand between her legs, and Jude Brennan's I*******m open on her phone. Pathetic. She knew it was pathetic. She didn't care. The video on her laptop was filthy....some rough amateur thing she'd found on a site she'd never admit to visiting, a girl bent over a bathroom sink while a man fucked her from behind, his hand fisted in her hair. The girl was begging, and the man was telling her to shut up and take it, and Mara's fingers were buried inside herself, her thumb working her clit as she stared at Jude's most recent photo.

“Pussy stinks anyway. Get over it, or don’t eat it.” He shrugged. “Marina’s don’t stink. I don’t know what the fuck she does do it, but it smells like fucking candy and roses, man. Keeps it bare for me, too. I mean, every inch of her is just smooth as ice cream. When I do feel like going down on her, I’m there for a while. Especially since she lets me do practically whatever I want if I can make her come a few times with my tongue.” “A few times? Let’s not overstate now.”

It is not so fun to be on the receiving end. "Get up there." She wags a finger at the barman's counter. It is the highest in the room. "Oh no..." I say, getting an inkling of Marina's plans for me. "Oh yes." She says. "Strip to your underwear. And make a show of it." She says. She grabs a shot of Vodken from a waiter and takes a sip before throwing a shit-eating grin my way. "Ohh that's a good one." Alec says with a laugh.

"You know what I'm here for Marcus' '. Miss Shina said, seductively licking her lower lips. "Miss Shina, I can't be doing this with you right now, I'm expecting…" Marcus couldn't finish his statement as he noticed Shina taking off the buttons of her shirt. She refused to listen to his excuses as she was aiming for her selfish pleasure. "It won't take long Marcus". Shina assured as she stood up from the chair and stripped out of her dress. She took off her bra and pulled down her underwear, leaving her totally naked. Her two tender breasts were round but small , her public arena wasn't shaved but it looks alluring in his eyes. Without waiting for Marcus to complete his statement she strode to

“Of course not, Marina. Sahara has been very generous.” Marina gives me a sour sneer, grips my arm tightly, and leans close with a sharp glare. I take a deep breath and try to resist the urge to cringe. There’s something about Marina that makes me wary. She’s an attractive woman with pitch-black curly hair and clear icy blue eyes. She’s tall with a slim, supermodel body. Her breasts are small and firm, and her legs are miles long. Her face is classic, with high cheekbones, large eyes, and a button nose. There’s nothing about her that would make anyone suspicious. However, every time I see her, I get this dark feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“Now war already started.” That truth settled heavily. Victor pulled his phone again and dialed instantly. No answer. Again. Still none. Roman looked at him. “Marina?” Victor nodded. Third call. No answer. Then a message arrived. Victor opened it. One image. Nothing else. He froze. Ariana saw the change. “What is it?” Victor turned the screen. The photo showed Marina. Alive. Bound to a chair. Behind her— concrete walls. Steel shelving.

Hmm it looks like the ease between these two, had still not been blurred. - It's not like we've never seen you naked the three of you. He mumbles in a brittle tone. An embarrassed silence settled in the living room. Evan Toussota by making the great God to Marvens, and I suddenly discovered that the bottom of my glass was more fascinating bcp ... But Saskya did not let herself be done, she said with a graceful little laugh. - It's true you are completely right "Marvens". Then in a sudden gesture she removed her bathrobe revealing her nudity while covering Marvens with a challenge of challenge.