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The Billionaire's Bedwarmer
Billionaires Because of Reivea Polcas' manipulative and abusive stepmother, she is now in a situation she would never have chosen for herself. She is now the toy and bedwarmer of a wealthy and powerful man.
A soft moan escaped from the mouth of Reivea when she felt the long, veiny, and thick c-ck sliding inside her womanhood. She slowly opens her eyes and faces the man on top of her.
"Still hurts?" The man grinned.
"Y-Yes, but I'll get used to it," she replied and closed her eyes again. She closed her eyes tightly as the man began to slowly fall. It still hurt for him even though they did it for the third time. It's like the man riding on top of him never gets tired.
After a while, the man on her top started pumping so fast and rough inside her. He massaged her breasts and played with her nipples so she doesn't know where to turn her head because of the pleasure she feels right now.
"Ahh.. H-Hellion! That's delicious, hmm.." the girl mumbled causing the boy to like it even more. "Fuck!" The man cursed.
It just keeps pushing until it feels that the woman is close to the lab@san. "Ohh, S-t! I-I'm coming Hellion," said Reivea with wide eyes. Hellion played with her cl-t while pumping inside her so hard and rough.
"Yeah! Yeah, baby! I'm near too! Shit! Ahh!" Helion said firmly as he pulled away. After some more hard thrusts, they both com. Hellion shot his semen inside the intimate area and slowly started thrusting.
"H-Hellion, I'm tired. Please, it's okay first.." Reiv said weakly while Hellion's vibrating masculinity was still inside him. It still hasn't softened even after several rounds. The Hellion noticed that the girl was really tired.
He knows why, for fucking sake, this is their 4th round!
Because of this, he first filled Reiv's womanhood with semen before he pulled out his weapon with semen still dripping. Reiv fell on the bed like a wilted vegetable. His body was very tired and his knees were shaking.
"Don't forget to take the pills, always, okay? You know, I love raw six." Hellion said as he grabbed a tissue. He wiped himself then looked at the girl on his back.
"Spread your legs. I'll clean you," Hellion said authoritatively. Reiv followed suit. He was still a bit shy to do that. Hellion carefully wiped Reiv's womanhood. After that, the woman closed her legs and closed her eyes.
"Good. I'll go, I'm going somewhere. If you're hungry, just cook downstairs. Everything you need is complete there," Hellion said before entering the bathroom. It only took a few minutes before he came out and got dressed before leaving the room.
Reivea was now looking at the ceiling. If her gambling stepmom hadn't sold her to a gay manager of a bar and he in turn sold her to a man for a large sum of money, she wouldn't be in the situation she is in today.
But somehow he is thankful because no one will oppress and mistreat him. There is a substitute.
And it's her body
That is the reason why she's here right now, why she became a billionaire's bed warmer. You might like
Passions Endure Fiercely
AAAngels It was June, at the crack of dawn, a beautiful woman woke up with pains wracking her body and a splitting headache in a presidential suite of a five-star hotel, somewhere in the capital city, Nordeny.
She felt utterly exhausted. Her head was killing her. It was as if she had woken up in a stranger's body. The young woman was Anya MacMillan. She forced her eyes open and pushed herself up. The sight before her baffled her.
A huge bed. Messy sheets with streaks of dried dubious fluids stained. Clothes strewn across the bed and the floor. Clothes that belonged to her and a man.
Anya jerked in shock. She whipped her head around and stared at the other side of the bed.
On the huge and messy bed slept the man whom she had been secretly in love with forever. Evan Welton, the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. The Adonis of Nordeny.
Exhaustion lined his handsome face. His eyes were tightly shut. He showed no signs of waking up. He was completely naked, His finely sculpted form laid completely bare to Anya's eyes.
The pounding in Anya's head worsened.
Her breathing quickened. Did she...had she...with Evan...last night?
Anya shoved aside the splitting pain in her head and forced herself to recall what had happened last night.
Last night...she remembered that she had paid a visit to her stepmother.
What had happened after that?
Her memories were a blur. Her head felt heavy and her neck was killing her. Amid the fog clouding her head, snippets of memories flashed. She remembered heated touches, naked flesh and then some...
There was no doubt about it. They had sex.
It must be her stepmother. Her stepmother must have drugged them! Anya couldn't think of anyone else who would do something so vicious to her!
Anya felt an alarm sound off in her head. 'She had to get out of here,' she thought. She tried to clamber out of bed immediately. She knew exactly who Evan Welton was.
The man set to inherit the vast fortunes of the wealthiest family in Nordeny and the bachelor whom every young woman from any respectable family sought to marry. A man who loathed the advances of women he didn't know. Angering him would mean death.
Anya imagined the possibility of Evan waking up right now. What would he think when he saw the mess? There was no way she could talk her way out of this one.
She had been secretly in love with the man since she had been a girl. She didn't want the man to detest her.
Anya scrambled to get out of bed. Suddenly, something shot towards her from the other side of the bed. He wrapped himself around her slender waist and yanking her back forcefully. The next moment, she was trapped under someone. She heard a husky male voice, rough with anger and through a clenched jaw. "Anya MacMillan...how dare you drug me..."
Anya's mind cleared up. The fog that had clouded her head dispelled immediately. She shook her head frantically. "I didn't do it! It wasn't me..."
"You didn't? How did you end up in my bed then?" Evan detested such shameless and stealthy means. His fingers tightened around Anya's pale arms. His strong grip nearly crushed her fragile bones.
Pain spiked down Anya's arms. Her eyes reddened as she repeated herself.
Evan wasn't interested in listening to her denials. In his view, she was just another despicable, loose woman who drugged him so that she could sleep with him. He released his grip on her and shoved her aside roughly. Then, he got out of bed and began to dress himself. "I don't want to see you again. Ever. Appear in my sight again and you're dead."
The young man pulled on the rest of his clothes angrily.
It was then that Sydney, Anya's stepsister, burst into the room suddenly. The sight of the mess in the room sent her into an instant rage. She had thought that the drug would make them pa** out and put up a deception of them having had sex.
They weren't supposed to actually sleep with each other! My Jerk Alpha Mate
Layla Butler Seven years ago, in a betrayal, she stole his information, destroyed half of his wealth, and took away his seeds.
Filled with anger, he vowed to find this woman and seek revenge.
When he met her again seven years later, she had no memory and only had a gifted baby around her.
An adorable child cutely smiled and asked, "Mr. Dominic, do you think you look like me?"
Looking at those eyes and facial feature that was similar to his, Dominic’s eyes narrowed in question, “Who are you?"
"Maybe you are my long-lost father and I am your son," Your brother, my husband
Desewa Naomi Thompson was blissfully preparing for her wedding to Alexander Darlington, the man she had loved since high school. But what should have been a romantic visit to his apartment turned into a nightmare, she found clues-Rachel's clothes and whispered conversations-that revealed a shocking betrayal. Instead of the fairy-tale ending she had dreamed of, Naomi was forced to confront the painful truth: Alexander had been unfaithful. Her world shattered just days before her wedding.
In a desperate attempt to escape reality, she had a one-night stand with a stranger-only to later discover he was her fiancé's elder brother, Raymond Darlington.
Naomi ran from the marriage, vowing never to return. But five years later, she comes back with a new identity, Erica Smith, and a mission-to reclaim what rightfully belongs to her. To achieve this, she must enter into a contract marriage with Raymond Darlington. Will her plans for revenge stay intact, or will fate have a different path in store for her?
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