Wickedly His: Fertile Harem Milking Story by Leandra Camilli

Author:Leandra Camilli [Camilli, Leandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Late afternoon brought me a message I hadn't expected to receive, asking me to stop by my office. So, I arrived, curious, into the stylish space that reeked of rich upholstery accented by dim candlelight. There Isabella stood, at the bar, martini in hand. How did she get inside? It didn't matter.

"Isabella," I replied, catching the surprise in my voice. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

A sultry smile curved her lips as she took a dainty sip of her drink. "Ah, Donny, my dear. I couldn't stay away. Remembering the way you pleasured Aura and the power of that VR device haunted me." Her gaze showed desire and something akin to jealousy. Her? Jealous? I was surprised. Never thought I would see the day.

One of my eyebrows arched. My interest was piqued. "Jealousy doesn't suit you, Isabella. I thought you were above such petty emotions."

She set her drink aside, and her eyes never left mine. "Maybe I am, but watching you pleasure Sora, seeing the intensity of the way her body responded — it made me feel something I hadn't felt in a long time. I want a piece of that experience, Donny. I want to feel what she felt."

My confidence was beginning to return, and I smiled. Okay. I hadn't expected that. Hadn't thought she would say those words.

"And what makes you think I'll do what you want? Now that I have the VR device, I don't owe you anything."

Isabella stepped a little closer; her smell was intoxicating. "Maybe I'm ready to be submissive just this once and feel what you can do." And then she added, holding up her finger, "However, there's a condition."

Interested, I crossed my arms across my chest. "Oh? And what might that be?"

"I want the whole package," she purred, her gaze flicking down to the crotch of my pants. "You gotta let me be one of your hucows. Just for tonight. I want to give myself completely over to whatever you want to do to me."

My heart raced at her offer. This confident, dominant woman, offering herself to be my hucow. I knew that I had influenced her with my sexual prowess, and changed her in ways that she didn't predict.

"And why in god's name would I agree to such a preposterous condition, Isabella?" I asked, not hiding my smirk. "What makes you think you have what it takes to become one of my hucows? After all, it's not for everyone."

She took one step closer, and her breasts brushed against my chest. She knew the effect that had on me, pleasure coursing through my entire body.

"Because," she whispered, her warm breath tickling my ear, "I know you want to mark me as yours. You want to see me on my knees, submitting to your every whim. It's what every man wants."

Her words made my body come alive, my cock twitching within my pants in ferocious anticipation. Isabella was right; the thought of claiming her, making her mine, made it irresistible. I wanted to brand her with my cock, bend her to my will, and watch her surrender her control.

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