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Naelis said with a sweet voice, her hands slowly running over Zoran’s pants, hovering over his huge bulge. Zoran finally snapped when he heard what she called him "Then prepare to be punished" He stepped closer, her face resting directly on his huge bulge "Take it off" he commanded and Naelis immediately slid his pants down. He had no brief underneath as he didn't plan on leaving his room today. His cock sprang out and stood majestically in front of Naelis. Naelis’s eyes widened and she swallowed hard "You are the biggest I have ever seen" she said as she slowly wrapped her fingers around his hard length.

I knew if I declined it was going to be my end. I breathed heavily, watching him bite down on his lower lip. “Wh… what are you… doing?” I mumbled, pressing my thighs shut. “Come on,” he moaned. “You have to do better than this, I don't have time to play hard to get, Lena” He called my name with a strange familiarity, and his scent was oddly striking. His hands also felt like I had known him for some time, like I had felt it once in my life.

"Get up. Stand right here." Zane stood, his massive 6'4" frame towering over me as I sat on the edge of the desk. I reached down, my hands trembling with a sudden, feral urge as I unbuckled his tactical belt, pulling his dark trousers down to his thighs. His thick, rigid length sprang free, throbbing and massive under the blue office light.

Zenios sat on the couch, fiddling with a lighter with one hand and checking the news on his phone with the other. His eyes suddenly lit up. “Tiffany Miller brutally blacklisted by a mysterious CEO. Her dreams of entering the acting business have been destroyed.” “Let me see!” Charlotte immediately reached out to grab the phone in Zenios’s hand when she heard this. However, she accidentally bumped into the lighter in Zenios’s left hand, causing him to drop it. Boom! The lighter, which was currently lit, fell on Zenios’s lap and immediately burned his pants. A small flame could be seen, swiftly spreading across its surroundings.

Adriel felt her cheeks heating up, and it was a good thing that Zenon ran up to his dad so he wasn't able to see Adriel’s blushing cheeks. “Daddy!” he excitedly hugged his father’s legs. Zenon lifted him up and carried him in his arms. “How’s my little dopppleganger?” “Doppopgang?” Zenon tried to say, but couldn’t fully make out the word. Zenon chuckled in amusement. “That’s too big of a word for you, little one.” Zenon frowned. “I’m not little anymore! I’m the tallest in my class,” he argued. “I’m sure you are,” Zeth ruffled his hair. “You’ve got my genes anyway. But still, you’ll always be my little baby,” he showered Zenon’s face with kisses.

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Seemed like chivalry wasn’t all that dead. The sound of the bathroom door opening drew my attention away from the empty chair. I glanced in the direction of the bathroom and got my first shock of the day. Zane stepped out, wearing nothing but grey joggers and a hand towel placed around his neck. His hair was still damp and clung to his face. The scent of his bath mist mixed with the subtle scent of his pheromone, smelt heavenly. If I didn’t know my place in this situation, I would have drooled like a mad dog.

He teased her. “So, you’re saying the guys at Nox-Luminis walk around half naked at a particular period of time?” She snorted but hoped he was joking. There wasn’t a festival that permitted that, right? “Well, soon your tactical arcana class will be done outside, under the sun, so some guys feeling hot like me will take off their shirts.” “We would soon start training outdoor?!” Layla gasped, turning her head to him as her eyes flung open. Zayne’s body came into her full view, and her breath hitched. He was divine. A masterpiece. His tan skin glistened with sweat, trailing down his rock hard chest with a little drizzle of hair to his well-defined six-packs.

"I'm sorry, I can't say much. Alpha Trent doesn't really ask for anything special. He's not picky." Not picky? That wasn't helpful, but at least it gave her some freedom. "Thank you. Tidy this place up and go. Start from the bathroom—everywhere must be well cleaned," Zora ordered and walked out of the room to the open extension that served as a relaxation area. As soon as she got there, Zina cooed, "See? The goddess is on our side. He's easy to please. All we need is skin and confidence. And maybe a bit of lace."

We were just bodies in the dark. But why does it hurt? I sat up, clutching the sheets around me. My clothes were gone. Of course. My head dropped forward. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. I turned to see a box. Black and sleek. Insanely expensive. ZENSI. I almost didn’t want to open it. But my fingers moved on their own. Inside: a pristine white top, impossibly soft, embroidered with the Zensi logo. Tailored coffee-brown pants. Everything my size. Everything perfect.