Se connecterLILA’S POV The door clicked shut behind him, and the lock turned with a soft, final sound that made my stomach flip. Jax stood there for a second in the dim glow of my nightlight, shirtless, his broad chest rising and falling as he looked at me like I was something he’d been starving for. My sundress was still bunched around my waist, legs slightly spread, and those cum-soaked pink panties were tangled around one ankle. I felt exposed, filthy, and so incredibly vulnerable that fresh tears welled up in my eyes even as my kittie throbbed with empty need.“Jax…” My voice came out small and shaky. “Mom and Dad are right down the hall. We shouldn’t—”But he was already moving, crawling onto my bed with that predatory grace that made my breath hitch. The mattress dipped under his weight as he hovered over me, one strong hand gently cupping my cheek while his thumb brushed away a tear. “I know, baby. I know it’s scary. But you’ve been dripping for me all night. I can’t wait anymore. I need
LILA’S POVMy fingers were still sticky with Jax’s warm cum when Mom’s voice floated up the stairs again, closer this time. “Kids? Dinner’s on the table in ten!”I stood there frozen in Jax’s room, sundress hiked up around my hips, heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted to burst out. The scent of his cum — thick, musky, salty — filled my nose with every shaky breath. My own panties were already drenched, the cotton clinging obscenely to my swollen kittie lips. Shame burned hot across my cheeks and down my neck, but worse… so much worse… was the way my clit throbbed in time with my pulse, begging for something I didn’t even have words for yet.“Jax, I can’t—” My voice cracked, barely a whisper. “They’re home. If they come up here—”He cut me off with a low, hungry growl, stepping so close I could feel the heat of his still-half-hard cock brushing against my thigh through his sweatpants. “You can and you will, little sis. Put my cum-soaked panties on right fucking now. I want eve
LILA POV.Oh god… my heart is still hammering so hard I can feel it between my legs.I wasn’t supposed to be home this early. College let out early because the professor was sick, and I practically skipped the whole way back thinking I’d surprise everyone with the cupcakes I baked in home ec. The house was quiet when I slipped through the front door—Mom and Dad were still at work, like always. I kicked off my shoes, smoothed down my little white sundress, and headed upstairs with the box in my arms, already smiling at the thought of Jax stealing the first one like he always did.Then I heard it.A low, rough groan coming from his room. The door was cracked open, just an inch, like he hadn’t meant for anyone to see. My feet froze on the carpet. I should have kept walking. I should have gone straight to my room and pretended I heard nothing. But something twisted low in my belly, warm and strange, and I found myself creeping closer, breath caught in my throat.I peeked.Jax was on his b
Emery’s POVThe silk scarf loosened around my wrists as Marco’s fingers worked the knot open. The fabric whispered against my skin, leaving behind faint red lines that burned warmly. My arms felt heavy as they dropped to the sheets. My chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths. My heavy breasts, still flushed and marked, tingled with every heartbeat. Between my spread thighs, my pussy throbbed — swollen, wet, leaking his earlier cum onto the bed, yet aching so deeply I wanted to sob.Marco’s dark eyes moved slowly over me. He leaned down. His lips brushed mine once, softly, then pressed harder. His tongue pushed inside, tasting me, claiming me. I moaned into his mouth, the sound vibrating between us. My hands came up, fingers digging into his shoulders, feeling the heat of his skin and the hard muscle underneath.He broke the kiss and trailed his mouth down. Wet, open-mouthed kisses along my neck. He sucked at the spot where my pulse beat wildly. The pull of his lips sent a sharp
Emery’s POVI was tied. Completely naked. Arms stretched above my head, silk scarf binding my wrists to the headboard. My heavy breasts rose and fell with every ragged breath, nipples red and swollen from Marco’s mouth. My soft plush belly quivered. My thick thighs were spread wide, pussy lips puffy, glistening, dripping down onto the sheets. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable… and so fucking empty.Marco stood at the foot of the bed, slowly stripping off his shirt, revealing his hard, tattooed muscles. His eyes devoured every inch of my curvy body like a predator.“Look at you,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “Tied up and dripping for me. That pretty pussy is crying for my cock, isn’t it, sweetheart?”I whimpered, my hips twitching uselessly. “Marco… please. It aches so bad. I feel like I’m going to cry if you don’t fuck me. My pussy is so hot and empty… I need you inside me. Hard.” I was telling him the exact same thing I broke up with him for.He shoved his jeans down, and his ma
Emery’s POVThe mattress dipped heavily as Marco dropped me onto the bed. I bounced once, my thick thighs spreading slightly on the sheets, my tight black dress riding dangerously high. My heart hammered in my chest, a chaotic mix of fear, anger, and overwhelming arousal pulsing through every soft curve of my body. I was still buzzing from the bike ride — the powerful vibrations between my legs, the way my bare, soaked pussy had pressed against the leather. I was dripping. Aching. And now here he was, towering over me like a storm I couldn’t escape.“Marco…” I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to sit up. My heavy breasts heaved with every shaky breath, straining against the dress. “You can’t just drag me home like this. I’m not yours to—”He climbed onto the bed slowly, deliberately, his powerful body caging me in. His dark eyes locked onto mine, intense and burning with obsession. One large, rough hand cupped my flushed cheek, his thumb stroking my full lower lip.“Shhh, sweet
Lucinda.My head felt like someone had thrown a whole damn party inside my skull and forgotten to clean up.I groaned loudly, rolling over in bed and immediately regretting every shot I took last night. My mouth tasted like regret and cheap tequila. My tight black dress was twisted around my waist
LANAThe words left my mouth and I wanted to take them back immediately, but it was too late. “Please fuck my greedy pussy… Daddy.” My voice sounded small and desperate in the quiet study. Shame burned through my whole body, but my pussy was throbbing so hard I could feel my heartbeat between my le
LANA Morning light came through the curtains and hit me straight in the face. I lay there for a long minute before I dragged myself out of bed, legs still a little shaky from last night. My pussy felt tender when I walked. Every step reminded me of Dominic’s thick fingers stretching me open, the w
LANAThe door clicked open and I spun around so fast my head spun. Dominic stood there, fully dressed now in that same black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but it didn’t make him any less dangerous. His eyes burned into me, heavy and sure, like he already knew exactly what my body was doing under the







