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I leave the altar and rush to grab one brochure from a nearby guest and open it. And my soul leaves my body. There I am on page one. Naked... everything on display. With another one of my side partners on top of me. My back, my tattoos, the curve of my body, all caught in perfect, high-resolution detail. Another photo depicts me in a hot tub with a pair of individuals from training camp, intoxicated, plus a blurred girl performing inappropriate actions within a public spa. My chest turns to ice. The next page is worse.

It's a mound of muscle with the ideal jiggle, sending heat to my sex with every bounce. "That is not your ass!" I say without thinking, smiling because I know I must be right. The guy on the screen is rocking, sweating hot, and the real Wilder can't possibly be hiding that beneath his clothes. Then again, I've never seen him wear tight enough pants. "Is that a fill-in or something? Greenscreen??

The warm, bubbling water felt like heaven but it was doing nothing to clear my mind and the amazing sex I just had. Just as I stretched in there, the bathroom door creaked open and Morgan walked in. My mouth flew open. "What are you—" I got interrupted by him pulling his shirt over his head, revealing his sculpted shoulders, broad chest, and those killer abs I’ve been dreaming about. He took off his jeans and at that moment, I gasped. "Morgan, what are you—" "Doing?" He asked. "I'm about to take a bath." Shit.

How dare Wobble use him as a shield? Yondu turned to Chad and grinned. "My offer still stands. Are you willing to sell it?" Chad had not expected Yondu to be so focused on the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum. He sneered, "Sorry, but I'm not selling it!" Chad was about to leave. As he turned around, he noticed a familiar face among the crowd. It was Morgan! Morgan appeared dazed, like he had been hypnotized. He moved behind a group of people like a puppet.

“On the blue side, with no records of a loss, and his fists are guaranteed to connect with your face because he. is. theeee. Missing… LINC!” It did not make sense, but there was a mixture of cheers and boos around the crowd. A shirtless man walked to the center. His body was lean and marked with scars of different lengths and sizes. His face was of pure calm, and he was staring down his opponent, who towered over his six feet. Lincoln Morten. I got comfy in my seat. This should be interesting. If he were beaten up, my job of abducting him would be easier.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” “But I am your Luna” I replied, frowning. “I know baby, but the elders are very traditional, and we’re not official yet,” he reasoned. I sat up, turning my back to him. He pushed his hair away from his face. “Fine,” Morgan muttered, standing to dress. I followed his every movement, admiring his hard beautiful back and round butts. His body has healed nicely. The only thing visible were scars. It was like a miracle had occurred in the night.

I was so damn horny and my pussy was already wet and aching. I wanted Morgan so badly, I changed into a thin sundress without wearing any panties underneath. The dress was short and showed my thighs. Looking at myself in the mirror, I knew this was wrong, but I couldn't stop. I went downstairs and walked to the backyard. The swimming pool area was quiet, the sun shining on the water. Then I saw him. Morgan was sitting naked at the edge of the pool, his legs hanging in the water. His big cock was hard and standing up straight while he was stroking it slowly with his hand. The sun made his body look even more powerful. My mouth went dry as I gulped loudly. I couldn't take my eyes off his thick

I rise up to sit on my knees and appreciate the view they’re gifting me with. I'm not going to lie, it is a little weird looking at Rio's pink dick down there too, but thankfully he starts getting inside Leah right then, making her moan. That makes everything better. Live porn is really the best. Not only do I get to see everything, I also get to have my lungs filled with omega scent and I even get to participate. Once Rio is completely inside her, I start to slowly get inside her ass. Slow and concise is the way to go about it.

NIGHT FOUR: Live for Him Mia stepped out of the elevator, it was already eight pm, and the penthouse was already full. She was greeted with twelve large and big figures called men, all stark naked, hard and waiting. Victor stood in the center wearing only black sweatpants slung low, he propped his phone on a tripod pointed at the massive sectional couch now pushed to the middle of the room. A second tripod faced a sixty five inch screen on the wall. Her husband’s terrified face already filled the camera, Victor had the face time connected, with the volume turned up, the camera on Mia's house showed her already scared husband sitting alone in their dark living room clutching his phone.

Livie "Livie! Breath...ok, look at me?" Molly says, bringing me out of my trance. She gestures for me to follow her moves, "Breath in....breath out. Again, breath in, breath out." she continues until my heartbeat slowly returns to normal. Margot can't help but look at me in concern. I hated to act this way in front of them. I was going to become Luna for goodness sake! How could I've allowed such a moment of weakness?