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She might try to resist us, but she couldn’t resist the attraction. “That’s it, Schmetterling, just relax...” I blew cool air across her clit and was rewarded with a soft moan before her thighs tense again. She was trying to resist, to reject the pleasure, but I already had my palm in place, preventing her from crushing my head between her legs. She was breathing hard now, her hands tightening in my hair as I resumed sucking on her clit, and I pushed two fingers into her tight, wet opening, curving them inside her until I felt the soft, spongy wall of her G-spot. Her pussy clamped tight, quivering around my fingers, and her hips arched off the bed as I intensify my sucking. She was close, I could sense it. My heart was thumping heavily in my chest, my breathing coming fast as the ache in my balls grew unbearable, but I restrained myself until I was certain she was on the verge. Then, and only then, I gave in to my desire. Pulling my fingers out, I moved up, covering her with my body
Their Wife Chapter-67
The insistent rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, gently nudging me out of my slumber. An inviting aroma wafted through the air. The intoxicating smell of freshly brewed coffee mingled harmoniously with the irresistible scent of flavoured bread—tartine was it? Confusedly, I opened my heavy lids and realized I was in an unfamiliar room. Trying to make sense of the situation, memories from the previous night flooded my thoughts, causing me to groan and hide beneath the blanket.Of course, it’d be an unknown room. I wasn’t back to where my husbands had kept me captive. We were in Paris. Surrounded by people. After a moment of contemplating, I ultimately mustered up the inner strength to rise from my slumbered state and start on my morning routine. It was an unequivocal truth the man responsible for my father's death had once again infiltrated my thoughts, emotions, and body the previous night, pushing me to the brink of pleasure-induced release. Yet, despite the uneasy intents
Their Wife Chapter-68
We finally arrived at the venue, and an unexpected sight greeted us - a fervent and bustling crowd of reporters and media personnel eagerly engulfed us, their cameras flashing incessantly. The sheer extent of this unexpected uproar caught me completely off guard, leaving me momentarily stunned and bewildered. It was then I realised Alexei was the benefactor responsible for supervising the very organization. I changed into another knee-length A-line dress with a small bow on the collar. It was white and with black Lacey embroidery but I felt simply underdressed as I saw several rich people entering the venue. I didn’t know the race was such a big deal. The flashes of the camera nearly blinded me even in broad daylight. Women couldn't help but be captivated by his mere presence. His captivating gaze could make their hearts skip a beat, leaving them swooning in his wake. I bet even one or two fainted. Men couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and envy when they laid eyes on him.
Their Wife Chapter-69
As soon as the horn blared, the motorcycles roared on the circuit. I felt my heart pounding strongly in my chest as I watched him ride his red bike through the air with incredible precision—like a sharp knife cutting through without any care. Without realizing it, I found myself leaning forward and keeping my eyes fixed on Killian.It was impressive how quickly he overtook the others with on roar of his bike as if he was destined to be superior to them in every aspect. The crowd seemed elated, cheering his jaw like a constant stream of applause with hollers. Women. They were mostly women. The anchor's praises and laughter reverberated through the speakers, and the crowd erupted in yet another commotion, seemingly unfazed by Killian's ability to surpass them. Intrigued, I found myself leaning towards the glass rail as I observed Killian tilting his bike taking a sharp turn. My waist was encircled by a cold hand, followed by the sensation of Alexei's firm chest pressing against my bac
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I stood there—an utter wreck—fucked and flushed. Alexei's arm encircled my waist, it felt like an iron grip shackling me to him. His smile was tinged with a mischievous arrogance as if he were the true victor of the race rather than Killian. An overwhelming wave of shame and humiliation washed over me, I found myself clenching my legs tightly, hanging my head in utter despair. The VIP area still reeked of sex and sweat as he took me forcefully from behind, relentlessly pounding into me. At that time it felt like heaven, but now I questioned my sanity. How did I allow this to happen? Where was my rationality at that moment? An angry curse escaped my lips as I felt his semen coating the walls within, yet he showed no concern, no care to help me clean the aftermath. Even the fabric of my worn panties became a constant reminder, now wedged uncomfortably between my swollen core.I unconsciously shifted on my legs when people applauded Killian for his win. I paid no mind to Alexei's audac
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While the vibrant city lights brought joy to those surrounding us, they had a contrasting impact on me. The rough outline of a plan persisted in my thoughts relentlessly. There was a possibility that my husbands would never give me another chance, and they might never allow me to have my freedom again. The more I dwelled on it, the more certain I became that their supposed "gentleness" towards me at present could easily shift. A single mistake would reverse all their benevolence. That was, of course, if they had ever displayed any kindness towards me.Whatever the case, I was powerless to change my circumstances. My hands were tied. And that only fuel my brain to act accordingly. I needed to execute my plan by today itself. By any means possible I needed to deliver my message to Alessandro Vitale. “For fucks sake….” Killian grunted keeping his arm around me. “This cheesy little motherfucker…” The diner was not a diner, but rather a luxurious restaurant I would never want to go to. Bu
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I tapped my fingers impatiently on my lap. The waitress returned, this time she had a shy smile on her lips. Sighing to myself I tried not to look upset gulping on my wine. She served the food, bending intentionally to reveal the non-existent breasts she had. Even the way she smiled was creepy. What was so appealing about her even? What if she was tall and skinny, that didn’t make her like the—my hands stilled. Stop it, Rara. What was I so agitated about? What if she was flirting openly without regard for me? How could she do that to a married man? Could she see the ring on his finger? Or she purposely ignored it. Averting my eyes I looked down at the food. It looked as delicious as I remembered, even the aroma baffled my nostrils making my stomach growl. Killian chuckled. “My little butterfly is hungry.” Crossing his arms, he regarded me with an amused look. “It’s been a while since she ate.”I held back the urge to roll my eyes as the waitress leaned to place the bottle of red w
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My heart pounded as I knocked on the door. One. Two. Three—“Come in.” I clenched my jaw. Taking a deep breath. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out—My legs were shaking and there was no doubt that my hands were trembling too. It felt like a combination of nervousness, anxiety, dread and fear all at once. My sweaty palms gently twisted the knob to open into a gigantic office room. However, my eyes refused to move anywhere, solely focusing on a man sitting behind the desk wearing an oversized sweater on his short and slightly chubby appearance. His familiar brown eyes washed over me, slowly narrowing as he pushed the glasses down his nose. I couldn’t bring myself to love. All this seemed too easy. This wasn’t supposed to be simple. It was meant to be violent and turbulent. It must be my dream, I must be hallucinating, must be in some delusional world. But when Damian’s eyes narrowed further as he took in my appearance, my face, my eyes. Unable to control myself, I stumbled on my foot breathing
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