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Damia told her, nibbling her ear, and she shuddered. "Would that make me a good girl, taking both of your cocks together?" She asked, her voice low and sultry. "Yes," Both of us growled together. "And what would I get in return?" She asked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "T'll make you cum so hard that your eyes roll back in your head, and you're left moaning our names," Damian growled darkly, reaching between her legs to stroke her clit, and immediately she quivered under his touch.

When Elara emerged from the styling room, their eyes instantly met. Damian was captivated by Elara's beauty as if time slowed down and all he could see clearly was her. Elara's hair cascaded in loose curls, reminiscent of the majestic waves of the sea. She wore a gold string silk dress that hugged her perfect figure, accentuating her hourglass shape. Elara's skin gleamed particularly her collarbone and shoulders, complemented by a simple yet elegant makeup look. Thin gold jewelry adorned her, adding meticulous detail to her ensemble. With every step closer to Elara, Damian swallowed hard. Each stride felt like a pause in the beating of his heart. It was as if he had stumbled upon a goddess d

she spat out. Damien gripped her jaw tightly with a smirk on his face, he kissed her neck, sucking on the skin. He let go of her hand, as he trailed it to her thighs which were already apart because of his leg. He rubbed his thumb on her clit which was protected by her underwear, he kept rubbing it vigorously making her thighs quiver as it shook in pleasure. Her whole body gave up to the pleasure she was receiving as her underwear soaked with her juicy liquid.

She said again, still expecting some explanation. Damien exhaled, keeping the phone in his pocket. He’d have to answer Arya later on, he didn’t want Mr. John’s daughter having a whiff of his marriage or it wouldn’t be a secret. “I have lots of names with a heart emoji. It’s really nothing.” He replied again, a little more sternly. The lady smirked. “I never knew you were into women. Well, I wouldn’t judge.” She chuckled then walked away. Damien rolled his eyes so hard they almost stayed back. She saying she wouldn’t judge while judging was sheer hypocrisy. And the fact she didn’t even know that was alarming.

" You know, you are quite successful. You can lead your pack. With me by your side," she suggested. Damshi hinted that I would take her as my mate, but I refused. " Oh, yeah?" I husked, pulling her closer to me and kissing her on the lips. I grabbed her waist. She was straddling me. I leaned into her warm neck, nibbling it. Damshi pulled off her floor-length dress, leaving her naked. I started to caress her body, and her nipples stiffened. She pulled my pants down and slowly took my dick in her wet pussy. She moved slowly and accelerated her pace as she rode me.

Damian chuckled. Just when she turned the shower on, the door flew open and Damian walked in naked. The value from the water making him look like the god of seduction. Maya gulped as she stared down at his slightly hard cock. "Who was there?" Maya asked. "Someone unimportant," Damian replied and Maya instantly knew it was Amber. "Amber?" She asked but he didn’t reply.

Emily said. "Yeah, I get it.. Damon is every lady's crush which earns him the name America sweetheart. So who did you like?" I asked. "You won't like to know" She replied with a smile. "Common tell me?" I asked. "Well... I will let you know when the time comes, ``she replied. "So you are not telling me is the answer" I said. "Yeah, for now" She replied with a smile. "So what did you mean by Exceptional?" I asked.

“Your inner goddess in a while will realize that my way is not to hurt you but just pure pleasure.” Damian then captured her lips in a deep and hungry kiss. He traveled his tongue, coaxing her mouth to open and when she did, he sought hers, dominating her completely. When he finally pulled away, Sam was breathing heavily and he traveled his lips down her throat and neck before finally going down her luscious breasts.

Then came the moon goddess and Roxy and hell even Damien. Now I don’t know if I should add another entry in the Miss beauty contest. Amara. I mean who named these people? Ravenna, Amara, Diana? They sound like fucking aristocrats and I am just a lowly humble peasant. Amara just hugged Damien. Although I don’t know if I could call it a hug or not, she and him were embracing each other for another long minute. It didn’t take me long enough to know what Amara meant to Damien. Amara pulled away from him and looked at his face, then her surroundings.

“I must say, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met, well my name is Damian.” Amelia’s cheeks flushed slightly at his words, a hint of bashfulness mingling with the undeniable attraction in her eyes. “You’re too kind, Damian,” she replied, her voice soft and melodic. “It’s certainly been too long, I hearing such a beautiful and nice words from a man.” “Oh sweetie, don’t tell me, your husband doesn’t tell you, how beautiful you are.” Damian said “No, he doesn’t.” Amelia replied, while taking a bite of the slice of bread in her hands, still staring at Damian seductively, she kept chewing on the bread slowly and seductively, any one could tell all she wanted now was to fuck Damian her