Layla.(Six months later)If someone had told me my life would turn out like this in the nearest future, I wouldn't have believed them. I probably would have laughed in their faces. But, here we are now. The last few months have been nothing short of euphoric for me. I officially have been in a relationship with these thtrr me for the past sic months and it's mind boggling to say the least.I've never thought it could be manageable. But it's so much fun, without even adding the sex part. There's our fair share of problems, but luckily some of us are mature enough to solve it before it becomes an issue. The media has even picked up on it and so many different tales I've been spun about us. I don't care, they don't know what's going on behind the scenes.We were on a trip to the Maldives and I was having a blast walking along the torqouise beach, the salty breeze blowing against my face and the sun warming my skin. I had found out two days ago that I was pregnant and though I didn't kno
Hello everyone! It's your author here! Just like that, we've come to the end of this book, and I honestly wasn't expecting it to go this way, but it got to a point where the story began to write itself. It's nothing like you're used to, maybe that's why it's been such a fun write for me and an even lovely read for you all who stuck with it. I love every single one of you and thank you all so much! As you know, everything in this book is fictional, purely for your entertainment. It is not aimed at teaching any moral lesson but acts as a fun escape for whoever finds it. It's my first time writing something like this, and I hope I did justice to not only the story but the characters as well. If you enjoyed this, check out my other titles; * The Tyrant king's Queen.(completed!) * His Mail Order Bride (completed!) * His One Night Stand (ongoing!) They promise to be a splendid read as well! Don't forget to vote, comment, and review! They're my fuel as a writer! Till I come your way
Layla. "Bye honey! Don't miss us so much!" My mom said as she pulled me into a hug, her flowery scent filling my nostrils. I let out a sad smile at her words. Why wouldn't I miss them? They are my parents after all."I'll try not to." I said as I pulled away from the hug and she smiled at me, gently touching my cheeks. "That's my girl." She muttered and I grinned at her. We were at the airport and my parents were about to leave for a vacation that would last them a week and I hated to admit it, but I didn't like it when I was away from my parents."Please, take care of our daughter." My dad said to the man standing beside me and I looked up at him. His name was Dante and to everyone who knew us, he was my Uncle even though he didn't look anything like us and wasn't even related to us. But that's a story for another day."Of course, I'll do my best." He said solemnly and I resisted the urge to scoff. He was a great person no doubt, but he could be rather rotten whenever he wants to be
Layla.(One week later.)it's been a week since my parents had gone for a vacation and let's just say Dante has been using this new freedom to whatever he wants. I've had very little say in the matter mostly because I didn't know what I could do that could possibly deter him since a part of me secretly enjoyed his shenanigans. Especially on nights like this one. Hearing Dante come back from his outing I had slipped out of my room to see him sneak a woman into his bedroom and it didn't take long for erotic sounds to start seeping from their room. intrigued, I tiptoed down the stairs and went directly in front of room, listening to them go at it. I immediately became aroused, dirty thoughts filling my head and pushing me to the point of desperation.Pressing my back against the door, I bit my lips, quietly slipping my hands in between my legs and towards my soaked panties, closing my eyes as beads of sweat formed on my forehead, my breathing ragged. Just behind it, my uncle was having s
Dante.Seeing Layla run into her room embarrassed excited me in more ways than it should. I groaned, running a hand through my hair as blood rushed down there. She was so beautiful, with big doe eyes and long black hair that I wanted to see splayed against my pillow as I fucked her seven ways to Sunday. The fact that she was my niece did nothing to dampen the sexual attraction I had for her.Finishing up the cup of apple juice she had left at the counter, I rinsed it and kept it away. I had brought a woman home because I couldn't stop myself from thinking about her and her soft beautiful body. Still, all that rounds of fucking did nothing to alleviate the sexual desire I was feeling. It was her I wanted and no one else. It was no surprise that she would go to her room to masturbate and it was only a matter of time before I joined her, watching as she pleasured herself, screaming my name. The sight was intoxicating as fuck.Her parents would be home tomorrow, and hell will be let loose
Layla."Dante?" I croaked out, my heart skipping a beat as I watched him stare at me intensely, an indescribable look on his face. When did he arrive? I could have sworn I expected him to come home even later. Realizing the state I was in, I opened my mouth to try and speak but nothing would come out."What are you doing?" He asked and I shakingly pulled out the dildo from my pussy, trying to no avail to get something to cover myself with."I-its not what it looks like!" I started to say but his eyes narrowed dangerously, baring his teeth."Oh, it's exactly what it looks like. This is what you have been occupying yourself with?" I tried to say something, to defend myself but no words will make it past my lips. After all, isn't this what I wanted all along? For my Uncle to see me? I was masturbating to him anyway. Feeling bolder, I met his gaze head on. "Of course, this is what I've been occupying myself with. What else would you have me do? I have no boyfriend and unlike you, I can't
LaylaDante's tongue on me was heaven. It was even better than I had imagined. He would expertly lick my folds, using his tongue to tease all the sensitive parts of me, taking me to heaven and bringing me back. I could only moan and cry, my hips moving and grinding his face. Not like he minded, if anything, he seemed to revel in it.The slurping sounds emanating from him eating out was threatening to drive me crazy. My hands had already found a home in his hair, pushing and pulling, needing him to go faster. Except, he seemed to be taking his time. His pointy tongue would push past my opening and he would do nothing but lick and caress, his hands on my thighs making sure that my legs were kept apart."Oh, fuck. Dante." I moaned, grasping his hair. "Harder, please. Suck me so I can cum." I begged, my voice shaking. Instead, Dante slowed down, his licks becoming gentle and lazy. My mouth fell open but I couldn't scream. " Please, Dante. Please." He spread my pussy apart with his tongue,
Layla.My orgasm knocked all the breath out of my chest, and I lost all control of my body, my inner walls contracting around Dante's dick and my entire body convulsing. Incomprehensible noises escaped my lips as I gave in to the pleasure that was crashing through me in waves. Christ, but it was too much. I distinctly felt Dante swell inside of me as he approach his own orgasm, his thrusts loosing all uniformity and his movements wild. With a snarl, he pressed himself down on me as he deliveed his final thrust and finally released, his lukewarm essence shooting all the way to my womb. I shuddered violently, the feeling of him releasing inside me giving me major aftershocks.With a groan, Dante collapsed on me and though my legs felt like water, I managed to wrap it around his waist, locking him in. I've never felt so sated before in my life. Even though Dante was suffocating me with his huge build, I didn't try to move away. Instead, I used the opportunity to caress his bare back and
Hello everyone! It's your author here! Just like that, we've come to the end of this book, and I honestly wasn't expecting it to go this way, but it got to a point where the story began to write itself. It's nothing like you're used to, maybe that's why it's been such a fun write for me and an even lovely read for you all who stuck with it. I love every single one of you and thank you all so much! As you know, everything in this book is fictional, purely for your entertainment. It is not aimed at teaching any moral lesson but acts as a fun escape for whoever finds it. It's my first time writing something like this, and I hope I did justice to not only the story but the characters as well. If you enjoyed this, check out my other titles; * The Tyrant king's Queen.(completed!) * His Mail Order Bride (completed!) * His One Night Stand (ongoing!) They promise to be a splendid read as well! Don't forget to vote, comment, and review! They're my fuel as a writer! Till I come your way
Layla.(Six months later)If someone had told me my life would turn out like this in the nearest future, I wouldn't have believed them. I probably would have laughed in their faces. But, here we are now. The last few months have been nothing short of euphoric for me. I officially have been in a relationship with these thtrr me for the past sic months and it's mind boggling to say the least.I've never thought it could be manageable. But it's so much fun, without even adding the sex part. There's our fair share of problems, but luckily some of us are mature enough to solve it before it becomes an issue. The media has even picked up on it and so many different tales I've been spun about us. I don't care, they don't know what's going on behind the scenes.We were on a trip to the Maldives and I was having a blast walking along the torqouise beach, the salty breeze blowing against my face and the sun warming my skin. I had found out two days ago that I was pregnant and though I didn't kno
Layla.Dinner time rolled by and soon we were all seated by the table sharing food and moments. Just like he promised, Felix stopped by and currently, he was seating down at the table, wolfing down my mom's delicacies. I glanced at my mom, but the latter just seemed too happy that they were a lot of people enjoying her food.While we ate, Dante began to tell them about his real family that be found while he was at the city. They listened attentively, only interrupting when it seemed absolutely necessary. By the end of his narration, it was clear that they were more than happy for him for finding his real family and taking back what rightfully belonged to him. I took in a deep breath, feeling my palms start to sweat. The real thing would be coming soon.Dinner rolled to a close and we were about to start packing up when Dante cleared his throat once more. "There's one more thing I'd like to say." He began, his voice clear and direct. "Oh really... What is it?" My mom inquired, her int
Layla.The drive back home was pleasant to say the least. I watched the familiar scenery zip past the car, my mind nowhere in particular, a wistful sigh escaping my lips. Back then, I was so eager to leave. No one prepares you for how much you're going to miss your home town. I definitely appreciate it a lot more now."You alright?" Dante asked and I turned to look at him, nodding my head. Felix was in the backseat, nodding his head as he listened to music through his headphones, completely lost in his own world."Yes, I am." I said, stretching my body. "I can't wait to see them. I've missed them so much. What about you?" I asked and he shrugged."Nervous. To be honest." He answered,his eyes fixed on the road. I glanced at him, seeing the signs and my heart broke a little for him. He was gripping the steering wheel a little too tight, his knuckles already white. There was also a subtle tension radiating off him that I didn't see before. He must be worried about what he wants to tell
Layla."What?" The single word sounded like a bomb in my ears and before I knew it, I had begun to ramble. "It wasn't like I wanted to, actually. The two of you just thought was sleeping so I listened in. But, I did hear what you were all saying." I muttered sheepishly, peeking a look at him.Dante still seemed stunned, but he let out a sigh and looked at me. "How much did you hear?" He said as he walked back to me, seating on the bed."Well, I was awake long enough to hear Emilio confess his feelings for me." I said, my voice tiny. Dante's eyes widened again. "Guess you heard enough then." He muttered to himself and silence fell upon the room. I shifted awkwardly, pinning Dante with a gaze."Is it true though?" I began quietly, fiddling with my fingers. "Did he really mean was he said of what is just of the moment? I asked. I needed to be sure before I began reading into it unnecessarily. Dante looked at me and I saw the hesitation in his eyes. He seemed as if he wasn't sure himsel
Layla.My body felt like water, I could scarcely move, but when they began to touch my body anew, I felt it erupt into flames and I whimpered, wishing I could get away from them just for a bit."Come on Layla... Don't worry so much. We'll do all the work. Just let us touch you one more time." Dante cooed and with my half lidded eyes, I could feel myself glaring at him. I sincerely didn't think I had any strength for any more.But here they were, touching all the right places, making my body light up with desire once more. I had no choice, I had to give in. After all, I was the one who brought it upon myself anyway. No one asked me to give in to demands. They started slowly, making sure my body was ready for the taking. The foreplay was amazing, I could feel myself growing wetter, my need for them burning brighter. Once, they saw that I had begun to plead for them, they set me into a comfortable position that made it easy for all three of them to have access to my body... And holes.
Layla.Felix entered my line of vision and a sigh escaped my lips, my heart thudding in my chest. Running a hand down my face, down my neck and between the valley of my breasts till he got to my abdomen, I felt him lean in to kiss my lips, his cock sliding into my dripping core. I whimpered as he filled me, my pussy still spasming and sensitive from the last release. His cock wasn't as huge as Dante's own but it was still enough to make my eyes roll to the back of my head. I heard him growl, his hands gripping my thighs harshly as he brought me near him. My back arched, my head rolling to the side as a drawn out moan escaped my lips."Oh, Fuck..." He gritted out, his voice strained. "You're so hot." He growled, picking up his pace. "No, more... I can't take it." I cried out, but a hand smacked my breasts, and the pain cause me to stiffen. "Of course you can." I heard Emilio growl into my ear. I'm sure he was the one who slapped my breast and was currently pinching my nipples. "I c
Layla.I stiffened slightly at their command but my hands moved on their own, reaching for his shirt and I began to unbutton it. My fingers were trembling throughout, my breath shaky as their gazes pricked my skin. Pulling off his shirt off him, I made contact with his bare skin and my fingertips tingled. God, he was so beautiful. One by one, I shed off their shirts till their muscled, bulky yet lean torso came to view. I swallowed, unable to tear my gaze off them. They looked like Greek sculpturres, all three men and I could almost go on my knees to worship them. If I wasn't doing it already.Emilio was the first to lean in, taking my lips in a savage kiss, a strangled gasp escaping my lips. A buzz of electricity went through my body as I clutched his body, drawing him closer to me. His hand settled on my hips as he gripped them tightly, pulling my body to him, his kisses running up and down my neck. I could barely think, surrendering to the torrent of emotions they were unleashing i
Layla."Crawl to us." The command, so softly spoken, sounded like a bomb in my ears. My heart began to pound, my breath quickening. Simultaneously, my insides clenched, liquid heat pooling in my nether regions. I mustered enough courage and began to crawl to them, their gazes on me holding me captive. My rhinestone lingerie glimmered in the lighting and once I was close enough, I could almost see my reflection in their eyes.Dante was seating in the middle and though he looked the most relaxed out of all them thanks to his seating posture, there was a subtle tension radiating off him that had my skin tingling. He took a sip from his glass, his deep gaze racking me up and down. "Do you want some wine?" He asked, slow leaning forward. I glanced at the wine drink and then at him, wetting my dry lips. "Yes, master." I muttered, my voice soft. He stretched his wine glass towards me, pressing it to my lips. Without taking my eyes off him, I opened my mouth and took a couple sips of the wi