I let him slip out of my mouth and stroked down his dick with my closed lips, just feeling him smooth against them. I nibbled at him, the skin of my lips stretched tight over my teeth, not to prevent him from feeling them but to stretch my lips tight and allow every portion of them to savour feeling him. My tongue slipped out to make the tiniest of licks over his flesh as I did this, tasting him all over. Once I'd reached the base, I worked my way back up, continuing the process and making barely audible little noises of pleasure.I wriggled my arse when the hands placed on it, started caressing its way down, feeling my warm flesh while teasing without touching, seeming to ghost on me with the feel. Moaning in frustration, I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his dick. They glided down the swollen shaft on the thin coating of saliva. My tongue stroked against him. My teeth were biting just into his skin as I slid back up. My teeth were smooth and hard, and they glided up ove

I moaned at his request, getting on my knees as slowly as I could, so as not to get overwhelmed by acting too fast. He got to my face, stroking his dick, as my eyes followed his every action. I raised my hand towards his cock, and he let me wrap it around the base. He put a hand behind my head and started humping his dick in and out of my mouth, getting barely more than the head of it in. He wasn't going as fast as Mike and as hard as Miles. He was as tender as he'd always been with me. Running his fingers through my hair.I loved feeling his smooth skin on my tongue. I then felt his other hand on my stomach, sliding down to my cunt. I started humping his hand as, once again, he rubbed my clit. “You are all swollen,” he growled, his fingers still working my cunt, his thumb stroking my clit as gently as he could. His index slid down further until I felt 2 fingers enter my wet pussy and curl inside of me. This induced me to grind a little harder and the deeper he drove them in, the m

MITCH“Again?” I frowned, looking up from my laptop at Mike, who had just returned from a call we got from the elders. I was busy with some last-minute preparations with Miles, who we sent him to check what the call was. “The same.” He nodded, sitting on the armchair across from mine. “The mode of death is still the same,” he added. “Their organs?” Miles questioned. “Taken.” Sighing, Mike relaxed in the chair. “I doubt I would ever get used to that gruesome scene.”I pinched the bridge of my nose as I closed the laptop to focus on him. This was the 10th case of horrid murder since this week. It started 7 days ago when we lost one of the best hunters in the pack. They are not what their names implied, though. Before we adopted technology and all that, the ones born into the hunters' family were great rangers. They know the forest like the back of their hands, and the right candidates to take with you for a hunt. But since the adoption of technology, they were now used as guards. H

SUMMERWorking from home most times is a godsend. I didn't know just how hectic the first months would be for me. I thought opening a business was the easiest thing in the entire world and wouldn't take much from me. But boy, was I crazy having such thoughts because that ain't easy at all, not when I have over 59 people working for me. Mike said it was because I wanted to start big, which was why it became cumbersome for me. It took a month for me to get used to this, and I think I'd gotten the hang of it. I'd gotten adopted to everything and everyone. Used to get greeted each morning whenever I walked into the building and get requests from my workers. At first, it was overwhelming. But not anymore. A knock on my door interrupted me. I looked up from my desktop, asking the person to step in. “Good morning, ma'am,” Janet, my secretary, greeted me when she stepped in, smiling as she nervously tucked a strand of her hair behind her left ear. “Good morning,” I smiled at her, watchin

It took 20 minutes for them to come up to my office. I thought I would have to wait the entire day to see them because of their fans, who might be pouting at the moment. They knocked on the door before stepping in. They didn't even wait for me to ask them in, traipsing like they owned the entire place when they didn't. “Darling!” Miles was the first to come close to me. He walked around the table and placed a kiss on my neck. “We have missed you so much, darling. Why do you have to work far from home?” He pouted, looking like he was about to cry. I raised an eyebrow at that, knowing there was a reason for the way he was acting. “Out with it, already. What do you want from me?”“Why do you think we need anything from you?” Mitch asked as he sat at my table, looking at me with a sly smile. “Can't we visit whenever we miss you?”“Yeah. Why are you always thinking bad about us?” Mike pouted. “It's not right, darling. Can't you pity these husbands of yours?”“Husbands? Last I checked, m