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2024-10-29 19:42:56He was staring at me covering myself with blatant disapproval. He nodded his chin down and my arms obediently fell away. Letting his gaze rove over me like a fondling touch. Caressing every part of me.
“Chair.” He jerked his head toward it. Not giving me a choice.
I walked to it. Looking at him next to me in confusion.
“Lean over it and grip the seat.”
I blew a long breath and leaned over it.
I heard the rustle of him removing his clothes and felt his large hands land on my bare waist, just above where my hips flared. I felt the hardness of his cock prodding my entrance and awaited the vicious thrust that would plant him in me.
“Van…” Racer tried to intervene. A sympathetic note in his voice.
Trying to calm his brother.
Vanquish whipped around as if challenged to roar at them. “Go to bed.”
And for the first time I could recall, the other two slunk over by the fire to obey. Watching uneasily. If I cried
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