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I swore someone asked if he kept the receipt. Once we sat down, Triston gripped my thigh, leaning into my ear. "Careful with our words. You and I are madly in love," he whispered. I gritted my teeth, responding, "I know." I retorted, “Your family is kind as always.” He was close to my face, and I could smell his cologne. Musky yet so clean,

“What… you know him? Damn you, Sam Hill… anything else I should know?” “Drake is Logan’s grandson, his greatest treasure. He seems old enough to continue the hunters’ lineage.” I shrug, sigh, and try to focus. I close my eyes and squeeze the cup tightly. “I see… I see a river, a small house, lots of kids drinking, very loud music, and a sign with a big Z and a smaller B below it.” “It can’t be… the Black Foxes.” Sam parks the car with the lights on in a street corner, turns off the engine, barely reacting.

Sophia groaned, rubbing her stomach in a tiny circular motion. "If Sof isn't going you know I'm not going to. Third-wheeling you two would be gross." Max quipped. "Hey! I've been third-wheeling you and Sof for as long as I can remember so this shouldn't be a problem," Alina chastised, calling him out on his double standard. "That's different. You don't even realize that Zion is staring at you half the time. It's like the poor guy has tunnel vision and all he can see is you," Max said with a tsk'ing sound.

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Olivia stood back and looked at me. “You want to talk Bash?” she asked me and I stared into her beautiful eyes. I didn’t, I was over this and I was over having to share her. I looked down thinking for a minute, if I stopped this it means I would have to give up Olivia and that I certainly didn’t want to do. If I had her I had to share her with Blake, it killed me and all I wanted was Olivia to be mine, completely mine. We had been a threesome for the last year and it was clear I was the only person with the problem. I think I would feel even sicker if I had to watch her be with Blake and not me. Me and Blake had been best friends since we were kids, we had shared a few women and Blake had gi

In response to our curious gazes, Sandra replies, “Last night, after Mother stated that this trio was five years old and has been steadily growing into their powers, Bhakti voiced a concern about possible other trios out there. Others that may have the same ill intentions that CCS have.” “CCS?” I give them a half-smirk. “You have a nickname for our big bad trio?” “It’s easier than saying Corinda, Casen, and Severn every single time.” Sandra punctuates her last three words with a clap on her thigh for each word and an eye roll at the end. “What do you mean, other trios?” Devin asks from behind us. All of us jump. Apparently, we were so engrossed in our conversation that we didn’t hear or

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I haven't been sleeping very good these last few days. Damitri is well hes more of the pleasure Dom kinda guy but he's way more in to edging, bondage, degradation( even I was surprised by that one) even wax play, its offten calls Sentation Play. During our times together we've noticed I get off more on cold sencations more then hot so we offten use ice and a few other things he's picked up at a sex shop. when all three of them are together its a sentation over load but fucking hell is it amazing.