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𝔢𝔵𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔩𝔶  𝔲𝔰𝔣𝔴  𝔤𝔦𝔣  𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔰  ; (𝔪/𝔣)

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Tessa lost the ability to focus on their conversation as Cassian's hips jerked, and she put all her efforts into sloppily swallowing his cock. He already knew what a good cocksucker she was, but this show was more for Cali's benefit, trying to impress her friend, she missed what they were talking about entirely.

"I guess she's not the only eager slut here tonight, hmm?" She teased, reaching down a hand to grab Tessa's hair, she pulled the blonde off his dick, amused by how much drool was already dripping down her chin onto her tits. "Come on, let's get more comfortable. You, sit on the couch," she told Cassian, walking further into the house, pulling Tessa by the hair. "And you, stay on your knees. She can suck you off while you eat me out."

Cassian inhaled sharply at the first touch of Tessa's talented tongue. "Fuck, baby," he breathed, his hand tightening in her perfect blond curls. It was dizzying to split his attention between the two beautiful women. Cali's teasing fingers and the slight pain of the pinch made him jerk his hips, pushing his cock further down Tessa's throat. He caught Cali's seductive lips with his own, tasting and exploring her with the eager tongue he planned to use to make her scream. His hand slid over her ass and gave it another smack. "Oh, trust me, I can handle you," he breathed when he pulled away. "But you're going to have to tell our eager little slut that she has to move if you want me to show you just what I can do with my mouth."

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"Are you hard already?" She threw his question back at him, groaning impatiently as he seemed to take forever getting into position behind her. "Hurry up, I don't have all night," she complained. She didn't know how long her absence would go unnoticed for, and then her family would send out the best trackers in the pack to find her, and she'd be damned if they were going to catch her before she got laid. She moaned with supreme satisfaction when he slammed his cock into her, back arching from the way he jerked her head back, toes curling as she struggled to keep them on the floor. "Oooh, fuck me, yessss," she exhaled, clawing at the couch cushions for purchase. "Don't fucking stop, no one fills me up like you do," she pleaded desperately, willing to say anything to get what she needed.

Tyler roughly pulled her legs apart as her cute little panties dropped around her ankles. "Are you wet already?" he practically purred, though he knew the answer already. The mixed scent of their desire was thick in the air. It was a wonder that no one else at the bar had picked up on just how badly they wanted to tear each other's clothes off. Tyler pumped his hard cock as he positioned it against Devon's slick cunt. A hand curled in her pretty blonde hair and snapped her head back as he slammed his cock into her in one swift movement. A hiss of pleasure worked its way out of him as the tightness and warmth of her pussy clamped around him. "Oh fuck, princess," he growled. "You weren't kidding, were you? You need my cock so fucking badly. None of your other little friends can fill you up like this, can they?"

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"Mhmm, I love you," Zorya murmured into the sloppy kiss, clinging to him as her body spasmed, her pussy almost burning with sensation as she felt him empty himself into her, greedily pumping her hips onto his cock for more. She knew Brooks' power well; it was like a drug, it didn't make humans desire anything they wouldn't normally want, but it amplified those desires until it felt impossible to resist temptation. Zorya had long since given up any attempt to resist, and was now happily in the throes of his power, eagerly indulging her every whim. That was why she had chosen this particular tavern wench to come back with them; she could tell that she would enjoy letting loose in Brooks' court, far more than remaining in this little town. Panting for breath, the woman was steadfastly looking at the two of them, lips parted and eyes hungry even as the man behind her finally finished in her ass, leaving her limp and sweaty bent over the table.

Brooks knew that the humans were fueled by his desire as much as their own. His power radiated throughout the room, spurring them into action and driving them to fulfill their carnal desires. But he still admired how eager the Zorya's new pet was - her gaze fixed on Brooks and Zorya even as her ass was used as little more than a toy. Oh, he'd be good if it meant he got to have a taste of her. Brooks felt his wife's body snap a second before her head fell back. He barreled into her as she came, her walls squeezing him with the most exquisite force. His lips crashed into hers, needy and open-mouthed as he moaned from the slight pain of her nails. His body shook as her orgasm caused her tight cunt to constrict around his length, and Brooks was soon cumming inside of her, fucking her desperately as he filled her.

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Faye squeaked when he slapped her tits, but wrapped her legs around his waist nonetheless, her heart fluttering as he took the kiss from sweet and short to a lingering kiss that stole her breath and made her insides turn to jelly. If someone had told her when she first came onboard that Archer would be the one she'd wind up married to, she'd have laughed in their face. They had done nothing but fight and fuck in the early days, and Faye had always enjoyed pissing him off, and he had enjoyed punishing her for it. She still didn't quite understand how she'd come to feel so strongly for him, but now she couldn't imagine her life without him. She and Archer still clashed over the dumbest things, but they clashed in the most delicious way that she couldn't get enough. Even so, she had no plans to stop fucking Blaze anytime soon; her favorite thing was still when they fucked her at the same time. "I'm gonna make you feel so good, baby, you'll forget you were ever mad at me," she murmured against his lips, her lashes fluttering open as she looked into his eyes.

"That's more like it," Archer huffed, giving both of her tits a harsh slap before he returned her kiss. It didn't stay tender for long. Archer slid his arms around Faye and picked her up. Deepening the kiss, he turned hungry and possessive, eager to claim her as his after she'd warmed up with Blaze. Archer wasn't one to grow jealous just because Faye fucked someone else - their arrangement never would have worked if that was the case - but that didn't mean he didn't like reminding her who she really belonged to.

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Freya rolled her eyes at his words, but instead of replying she nipped at his bottom lip to shut him up, guiding him back towards the bed. Vandran's rules and demeanor may leave a lot to be desired, but they had figured out early on that there was one part of their marriage that worked, the part that took place in the bedroom. She gasped as he ripped her bodice open, huffing at his impatience, she pushed her skirts down over her hips before he had a chance to add more to her mending pile. Then her lips were back on his, as her fingers fumbled to remove his belt and get his pants off.

"The only wish of mine you'll ever fulfill," he growled in between his all-consuming kiss. They both knew that he liked what a challenge Freya was. It wasn't as if she was a difficult person - she was just different. He liked different. Even if he wasn't sure how to express that yet. But any doubt regarding whether he found her desirable melted away each time their bodies met. All that fire and sass and the barbs on his tongue burned into a different type of blaze. He tugged at her top as they stumbled toward the bedroom, nearly ripping it off before he tossed it to the side. His eyes dipped down to her generous breasts, and all logical thought immediately left his mind.

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His lips quirked upwards when his words had the desired result, and she dropped the sheet, exposing herself to him again... if only halfway. Patience, he reminded himself, and drained his wine glass. "I hope you don't mind if I do the same... it's getting warm in here."

He stepped away from the bed to remove the brocade jacket he'd worn for the wedding ceremony, unbuttoning his shirt and loosening the cuff links. He didn't need to fully undress as she had... but it wasn't like he was planning to sleep in his full wedding garb. At her words, he threw her an amused look. "Well, don't do me any favors, my lady. If you want to find out for yourself, you should really ask nicely."

She wasn't shy, but even though they were now married and technically he was allowed to see all of her and had, it was still instinct to preserve her modesty now that she was no longer in the throes of pleasure. But just as she'd wanted to prove a point before, she intended to now as she pointedly allowed the covers to drop from her chest, maintaining eye contact with him as she did. "I'm not." She retorted simply.

"Does it, now?" Her voice wasn't as disbelieving as before, but it still held the edge of curiosity that she felt. Just as he'd been right about her own self-pleasure, something told her he would be right about this, she could practically feel it, had needed it as she stroked herself. And she certainly wasn't repulsed by the idea of his touch anymore. But she was conflicted between her desire to find out for herself, to further add to the pleasure she could still feel simmering inside of her, and the pride that kept her from asking for him. "I suppose I do owe you my gratitude for... enlightening me." She finally said after a moment, the heat she'd felt before slowly returning.

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For a moment, Beckett thought she was going to pull off him --but he couldn't have been more mistaken. Her sudden crash made him gasp, seeing stars even as she cried out. She never let things get boring, that was for sure, and Beckett certainly appreciated it. He grunted as she freed herself from his hold, moving his hands to her ass. Gripping her supple cheeks in each hand, he took control of the pace, guiding her rapidly up and down on his length. "I'm not so cruel as to deprive you of that pleasure... they'll fill your holes with so much cum you'll be leaking for days, if that's what you want."

Cue another YELP as he slapped at bare skin, and a smile broke out across her delicate features with the shock of it. Fuck she loved it when he got ROUGH with her, but even more so when that ROUGHNESS came with a playful air behind it. Somehow it made it feel more REAL between them - she couldn't explain it. And was that where they were heading with this new revelation? Only time would tell. But she wasn't opposed to it. ❝Oh yeah?❞ Now it was her turn to shock him. Faye raised up her hips ALMOST to the point of him slipping out of her, only to CRASH down on him with more force than perhaps necessary. The sound of skin slapping skin FILLED the room in one large echo before she made ANOTHER echo ring out in the form of a pleasured cry. Little black dots FORMED at the edges of her vision before she pushed forwards and slipped out of his hold upon her hair - lips finding his ear with EASE. ❝And will those DICKS be cumming in me? Or is that JUST for you?❞

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When they had first started this, Beckett couldn't have known that Faye would fulfill all his desires. She had met the most important criteria; eager to please, willing to submit, and beautiful with a body that could entice a priest to sin. Since they'd entered into their arrangement, he'd been learning more about her, but tonight might be the biggest lesson yet. "I knew it," he grinned against her skin, kissing her neck, just seconds before he slapped her tit. "Don't worry baby... we know exactly how to handle naughty little sluts. You'll come on so many big dicks you'll completely forget what those little dicks even felt like."

They had always had chemistry, but tonight was something DIFFERENT. Something exciting. Something that she NEEDED them to explore further or she'd likely explode. Faye let's out a whimpering moan as she's YANKED into just the position he wants her in, and her hips continue to BOUNCE just like he asked. No - demanded. She knew what he liked, and she wasn't about to disappoint him now. Mind grew hazy however as he admitted to EXACTLY what she wanted to hear. Fuck that was hot. Her entire body SHIVERED as he laid claim to her with his tongue and with a small gasp, she nodded at his question. Or rather, she TRIED to, but didn't get much range of movement due to the way he still GRIPPED at her hair. It was something though, until her whispered words responded in time. ❝O..once.❞ She didn't often stutter, but with a GRIND of her hips, she couldn't help it. ❝They didn't know what they were doing. And they weren't NEARLY as big as you.❞ It wasn't even JUST a compliment, it was simply the TRUTH.

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Beckett hissed as he felt her sharp nails dig into his skin, and in response he grabbed a handful of her pretty blonde hair, wrapping it around his fist, he tugged her head back sharply. "Mhm, more than thought about it. My friends have been asking if I was going to whore you out to them," he admitted, now that they'd come this far, honesty was the best policy. The truth was this wouldn't be the first time they'd all shared a woman, but it would be the first time Beckett had brought one to share. He bent down to circle her nipple with the tip of his tongue, before dragging his tongue up her chest, and neck, until his lips were right at her ear. "Have you ever been fucked by two men at the same time before, baby girl?"

There was a SHARP laugh as he pulled her dress over her head without warning, and blonde hair FLIPPED haphazardly as she attempted to help him in his desire to SEE more of her body. Arms rose quickly, only to find their way BACK to their original spot, where nails FINALLY dug into flesh with a bit more BITE than before. Things were slowly ramping up and they both knew it. She gave a squeak as he TEASED her nipple, but stayed focused and nodded quickly at his question. ❝Maybe I have. But don't worry daddy - I've been a GOOD girl.❞ They had rules set in place, and sure, perhaps those were about to change ... but as of now, she hadn't stepped out on him ONCE. Though that certainly hadn't stopped her from IMAGINING what it would be like. Sue her. Sam was HOT. ❝I bet the TWO of you could fuck me up real good. Don't tell me YOU haven't thought about it.❞

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Beckett liked to play rough, there was no denying that, but he also took very good care of his toys. Half the fun of breaking them was putting them back together again, so while he might put Faye through her paces, he'd always make sure he didn't push her past her limits. Taking a hold of her dress, he pulled it off over her head, groaning as she slammed herself down on him and he took in the sight of her exposed flesh. "Have you been thinking about Sam's hard-on?" He teased wickedly, pinching one of her nipples between his forefinger and thumb. "Imagining what he might do to a naughty little slut like you?"

Faye really HAD gotten lucky when meeting Beckett. Like winning a lottery she hadn't known she had entered into in the first place. It had simply been one of those right places, right time kind of things and here they were now. With her being taken CARE of more than she ever thought possible, and feeling more SATISFIED than she ever had before. And she could TELL her little slip up and put him on high alert, so with a lean forwards, she pressed a kiss to the mans lips. A simple way to say I'M OKAY. Without verbalizing it of course. Oh no, she had more important things to talk about as her hips raised themselves up a little higher this time around before SLAMMING down just a touch harder. Like who he was going to pick. ❝Hmm, well you KNOW Sam's had a hard on for me for weeks now. Bet he'd like a taste. So that's ONE at least.❞ A light moan slipped out as she pictured it, and her head TILTED back as the pleasure began to set in.

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He couldn't help but notice the way she covered herself up before he returned to the bedside, quirking a brow at her sudden modesty. "I thought you weren't shy?" He teased, watching as she gulped down the wine. At her words, he sipped on his own wine.

"I don't suppose you'd believe me if I told you it feels even better with someone else?" He felt he'd made good on his promise to prove himself without touching her, and he so, so badly wanted to. Maybe he'd have better control if he hadn't just watched his wife come undone before his eyes, but he was only human.

Never before had Mariana felt such pleasure. Even afterward, her body still hummed with the aftershocks and she had to fight to force her body up into a sitting position against the headboard as he turned away, pulling the covers over her lap and up to her chest in a sudden wave of modesty.

"I suppose you have." She reluctantly admitted, one hand still holding the blanket to her chest while the other reached for the glass he offered to her. She drank the liquid in quick gulps, her mouth dry and feeling as if her world had turned upside down. "I didn't know it felt like that." She murmured hesitantly, finding the bottom of her glass rather interesting as she spoke.

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The sound of his name on her lips brought a sudden clarity to him, and he focused on her face, her body language, his muscles tensing in case she was about to use her safe word. He didn't think they'd gone too far, but it wasn't up to him how far was too far. He didn't relax until he heard that giggle, and then he gave her ass another smack for good measure, letting her set the pace. "I'm not going to make you do anything... you'll fuck as many of them as you want to. You can pick the number, I'll decide on who to bring." He rumbled, already considering who he'd like to see her with first. "At the party tonight, you can try to guess who it'll be."

❝B..beck.❞ It wasn't OFTEN that Faye used Beckett's real name - at least not when they were home ALONE together. But there were moments, when her brain just happened to FLIP a switch and she couldn't really THINK straight, that such a thing slipped out. This just so happened to BE one of those moments. As she sank down on his thick girth, thighs trembling all the while, unable to think of anything BESIDES his name. It is followed up by a little GIGGLE as he smacked her ass and a quick nod to signal that she UNDERSTOOD his command wasn't up for discussion. The girl took a SECOND to gather herself before setting to work, raising her hips up by a few inches only to fall back DOWN a second or two later. She'd pick up the pace in a minute, but first - ❝Mmm, you've got a LOT of friends. You REALLY gonna make me take ALL of them?❞

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Beckett felt entitled to destroying her clothing, considering he'd paid for most of them. He grit his teeth, closing his eyes as he sank her down on his length, her slick walls hugging him in the most delicious way. "You're so tight, baby girl," he growled with approval, his eyes opening to look into hers as she fully engulfed him. "I can't wait to see how you feel after you've been fucked by all my friends... when they're all finished using you," he murmured darkly, before he captured her lips with his own, his kiss hungry and possessive. He gave her ass a harsh smack before giving her the order, "now ride me."

This isn't the FIRST time he's ripped her clothes to shreds, and she can only HOPE that it won't be the last. There was just something so HOT about it. The dominance, the POWER, the desire. And hey, it wasn't like he couldn't just REPLACE whatever it was that he broke - right? That's what they were in this for, she might as well enjoy it. When he PRAISES her with a 'good girl' on this tongue, Faye can only nod and allow him to LIFT her into position. Once FINALLY sinking down upon the dick in question, her entire body shudders and both hands move to CUP either side of his neck for the stability she so craved. Eyelids fluttered once more and with a lean in, her forehead found his own gently. ❝F..fuck. God yes.❞ This is what she had needed, who CARED if they missed the party?

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Devon didn't usually give men second chances. It was kind of her policy --she'd give a man one shot to knock her up, and then she moved onto the next. Ty was the first man she'd even wanted to give a second chance, even before she was sure his first shot hadn't taken. "So shut me up," she challenged him, even as he bent her over the arm of the couch. She reached back to tug her panties down under her skirt, baring her dewy folds to him and letting the sodden fabric fall to the floor at her feet. "Good, because I need your thick cock, sir, right fucking now."

Ty couldn't explain what had possessed him since the first time he slept with Devon. Before that, it had been about the chase. He wanted her, so he'd pursued her until he'd gotten the taste of her that he wanted. That had always been enough for him with other women. But a switch had flipped in him that night. One taste hadn't been enough. His desire for her was all consuming. It bled into every moment of his day and seeped into his dreams. He didn't want it to stop. "God, you're so fucking bossy," he gruffed, shutting the door with too much force after she entered. His complaint wasn't serious. He was already unbuckling his belt and grabbing at her, bending her over the couch. "I've been thinking about your tight cunt all night, baby girl."

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A low rumble escaped his throat when she finally found his cock, freeing it from his too-tight pants. He found himself equally as fascinated by this idea as she was, but until he could make the arrangements, they'd have to content themselves with the fantasy... and one another, of course. While he didn't usually respond well to demands, this was one he was happy to oblige, and he seized her tiny panties in one fist, giving them a quick tug that reduced them to shreds. "That's my good girl," he growled, lifting her by the hips, he positioned his thick member under her, then lowered her down onto it with a groan of satisfaction as her heat enveloped him.

The more they TALKED about it, the more Faye was getting LOST in the idea. Her mind was running away with it, but he didn't seem to mind. In fact it APPEARED that his mind was doing the same thing, and she couldn't get enough of how much that THRILLED her. Dainty hand quickly FOUND his hardening dick, and with a skilled touch, she slowly PULLED it from the confines of his pants before half way lifting herself up from his lap. All the while, picturing what him and his FRIENDS were going to do to her once they made this a reality. ❝I need you in me. NOW.❞ Not always one to make her OWN demands, Faye couldn't help the sharp tone to her voice. She was desperate, and the only thing left between them was her panties - an EASY thing to rectify. ❝Use me.❞

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Beckett had no regrets about how things were working out with Faye. She had lived up to every one of his expectations --in public, in the bedroom, and now it seemed she was even up for satisfying some of his more extreme desires. "Mhm, that's right sweetheart. You'll be a mess of bruises by the time we're finished with you... that pretty ass of yours will be so red we could use it as a stop light." He fed into her fantasy, slipping his hand under her top so he could tease her nipple between his fingers.

They had gone INTO this with a plan. He'd shower her with money and the frequent gift and she'd be the PERFECT arm candy that never once wavered away from his side at events and in the public eye. It was a win - win for both and OF COURSE it had gotten sexual almost right out of the gate. But between them and how they each LOOKED was it even a surprise? But in the end, that's all it had been meant to be. Something mutually beneficial to the both of them until such a time that they would move on from one another. Yet here they were ... turning this into something else entirely without really meaning for it to happen. Faye wasn't upset though as she POPPED the button of his pants and nodded happily at his words. ❝Yeah? Want me stuffed nice and air tight huh?❞ Cue a giggle as her hand SLIPPED beneath the fabric in her way. ❝Bet they'd wanna get rough with me. I know YOU do. Soaked just thinking about it.❞