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CHAPTER FIVE Desire~ JASMINE VALE I think the whole house heard my screams last night. They must have. It was loud, filthy, and everything sinful. I didn't know one could cum from just spanking until I met him. Dormani Nostra was everything dark and evil. His signature smile made me want to gut him whenever he was near.

He ran deep circles over her taut clit as his fingers worked their way inside her. Before her mind could register it, she was on the cusp of her orgasm, but then Kieran pulled his finger out of her and moved it backwards. He rubbed her at a place she never knew she could feel pleasure in, then she heard the whirring again as Kieran gently eased the vibrator inside her. Devyn moaned loudly at the unfamiliar sensation, and he pulled the nipple clamps again, but now she did not care - she was so close to her release!

Soon I didn't know which pleasure to follow because Devon was now sucking on my neck while Dominic kept fondling my boobs. "Hmm, yes." The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them and I gasped, opening my eyes to see Derek standing by the door, watching us all. He folded his arm across his chest as he stared at me. I looked downwards and saw his bulge poking against his trousers, straining to be relieved. 'Was he in pain?' I found myself wondering but was soon distracted by Devon dropping to his knees in front of me. Dominic moved away from my back as Devon made me rest back against the table. He raised my skirt up, tore away my panties and delved into my wetness.

Yesterday, when she was leaving the Peasants Pack, she had no idea that Devilio would be this brutal. He grabs her suddenly and makes her kneel in front of him, still facing the crowd. He bends her back and spreads her thighs apart. When she hears him unzip his pants, Kayola closes her eyes, preparing her body for the pain that is about to invade it. By this time, some of the Rogues, especially the men are excited, and they begin to rub their genitals. Devilio fiercely grabs her waist with his huge hands and runs his hands over her soft, tender flesh. He kicks her feet apart with his right leg for better access. Kayola is powerless to do anything, and her heart is beating full speed, and tea

As I descended, my lips found solace on her neck, my breath mingling with her sighs of pleasure. With an insatiable hunger, I explored her body with a fervent devotion. I worshipped her curves, pressing my lips against her skin in adoration. Every kiss was a testament to my love and desire, a way to show her just how deeply she affected me. "So fucking perfect," I moaned in satisfaction.

“Fuck, baby girl. I’m going fill your ass. Mark you as mine.” With a low, guttural groan, he came. The tension and pressure eased as he slowly pulled away from her body. Devon started to lower her legs. “Don’t. I want to watch as my cum drips out of your ass.” Leaving her legs high, she blushed as he leaned back on his haunches to stare at her most vulnerable parts. Reaching out, he cupped her pussy, using a gentle soothing caress. She could feel his cum trickle out of her open ass to slide between the crease in her cheeks.

I started hearing strange sounds but I refused to believe it was what it seemed to be until I pushed the door open. Devon sat up on the bed with only his shirt on while Evelyn knelt in front of him in just her underwear, sucking on his dick. She jerked away from him upon my entry.

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.

I, however, dismissed this, and we all continued to have a cool evening at the beach shack dinner joint. Ken is a twenty-five-year-old white male, tallish and pale, with cropped curly sandy hair. His eyes are blue as planet earth viewed from space, and he is devilishly naughty when he smiles. He loves to kitesurf, dive, adventure, gym and is a sculpted, handsome man. He is big and a beast of sorts. Not my type, at all. He sleeps with whomever, whenever and is known to claim he can have whomever he wants. Recently, he left a beautiful and talented graphic designer whom he swears was the one, as her mother was a right pain in the ass. We are classmates, and from the moment he touched me as the

I cum twice on his mouth, gushing so hard I feel it dripping onto my ruined notes. Devon is surprisingly intense for the quiet one. He focuses entirely on my clit – sucking, flicking, relentless – until I’m sobbing through an orgasm so strong my vision whites out. Tyler doesn’t tease. He spreads my pussy lips with his thumbs, exposes my swollen clit, and attacks it directly. I cum in under a minute, screaming into my own fist. By the time they’ve all had a turn, I’ve lost count. Six orgasms? Seven? My thighs are trembling uncontrollably. My notes are destroyed – soaked with sweat and pussy juice. My glasses are fogged.