The bed sagged and creaked, Will backing up to give Sam room. His hand reached out to his rival’s limp manhood, but he stopped. There would be time for that later. Now, he needed to get down to business and show Heather he was worth something. Pungent sweat and combined love juices filled Sam’s nostrils with a heavy presence. He leaned down and settled in, hefting Heather’s legs over his shoulders. Even when he teased her...

The bedsprings creaked. Will spun around and positioned himself beside Heather and in front of Sam. Anticipation swelled within Sam. He drew himself up close to the edge of the bed and Will inched his feet further apart. His mighty rod stood tall dead center. “It seems like I don’t have to tell you to watch closely,” Heather said as she crawled toward Will’s lap. “I’m kind of disappointed I don’t have to force you, but th...

Amelia opened her mouth to provoke Kamarrah, but soft lips pressed against hers. Warmth spread through Amelia. She kissed her partner back, sliding her hands along her smooth, curvy body. The queen caught Amelia by the wrists and lifted them up and away. A dissatisfied noise reverberated in Amelia’s throat, but Kamarrah didn’t let go. Fingers danced and twisted, and something lashed Amelia’s wrists together above her head...

Heather pressed on the back of Sam’s head, and he didn’t resist. A wicked grin curled her lips. She leaned in, allowing Will’s cock to rub and leave a trail of saliva and precum along her cheek. The second before Sam touched Will, she swooped in and intervened with a sloppy kiss. Frustration burned within Sam’s gut. Heather told him to blow Will then got in his way. He gasped against her mouth. He wanted this. No. He coul...

“You look beautiful, princess,” Harper said, standing in the mirror behind Amelia. Her shoulder-length hair hooked behind her left ear, but the majority swooped over in a voluminous cascade to the right. A simple, subdued red dress hung off her small frame. Bunches of excess fabric clumped up where she didn’t quite fill the article. Amelia tore her eyes off Harper and gave herself another once-over. The plunging neckline...

Sam watched Heather almost skip to the dresser on the far side of the room. Her backside jiggled enough to entice. Blood continued to rush between his legs as excitement swelled. Soon he would be free. He would take back his bedroom, and his wife. An agonizing moment passed as Heather fished something out from the bottom drawer. She sprang upright and sashayed back toward Sam. As she struts by Will, he reached out and sma...

“Honey, stop fussing so much,” Heather said, pulling on Sam’s wrist as they waited in line. “You look great.” The muffled sounds of driving subwoofers drifted through the brick walls of the building in front of them, and his heartbeat accelerated. “You know I don’t like these kinds of things.” He tugged on the sleeve cuffs of the button-up gray shirt that stretched tight around his stomach and shoulders. Heather smacked h...

Cool water splashed as Amelia swam back and forth between the two riverbanks. The gentle current pushed her downriver, but she adjusted course. Her muscles burned. She sucked in a harsh breath, resolving to finish her arbitrary set. The noon sunlight shimmered across the water’s surface. Grass and dirt bumped into Amelia’s hand, and she curled her knees to stop. Her body pressed up against the bank. She pushed back and st...

Amelia flicked her drying hair back over her shoulder. She preferred keeping it tied up out of the way, but time ran short. A thrill tingled down her spine. Soon, she would be able to indulge herself as well as requisition what she needed to continue her journey. Glancing down at herself, Amelia shifted her loose, low-cut tunic forward on her shoulders. More of her soft, pale cleavage appeared, and she adjusted her perky...

Princess Amelia von Heiden trudged up the dry riverbed. Strands of red-orange hair fell into her face, which she blew away with a huff. Her plate armor weighed her down, and her long, padded skirt caught on every thorny plant in her path. She sighed. This was not how she had planned on traveling. “Princess,” Harper called from yards behind Amelia, out of breath. “Slow down.” A rock dared to bar Amelia’s progress. She stop...