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Accepting

Touching the daughter of his best friend, of the man he had served the longest with should have been an absolutely solid line not to cross. Grady had always done well with temptation but even the strongest tree would break under too much weight. One too many drinks, a few sly touches from the younger woman and he has followed a deeper base instinct than any logical thought. The man had trusted Grady to watch her for the night while he dealt with an important matter. Not that she wasn't old enough to watch herself but apparently, there had been one or two trouble makers hanging around. He would have never anticipated Grady being a problem. He had watched her slip to her knees between his own, the soft touch his downfall, along with the purring words and sultry look. Her mouth had been heavenly, though it hadn't been enough to satisfy either of them. Now, he had her bent over the couch, stretching her ass around his cock. Grunting softly, her hair wrapped around his fist, Grady watched the way that her ass bounced with each thrust. "Does your Daddy know just what you let men do to you? He know that you love getting fucked in the ass?" He should have felt some guilt over the words but it didn't exist. If anything, it only heightened the filthy pleasure.

Accepting

Outside the bedroom, his wife was working on dinner. Going about her normal routine as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. For them, it really wasn't. She hadn't thought anything of Grady bringing the younger woman into their home, nothing of the way that he had openly groped her ass, or pressed against the lyihe body. She had given them a smile and a time that the meal would be ready before Grady had pulled Anna up to the bedroom. Any sense of patience that he had prior to the moment vanished. Clothes were tore, lips clashed, and he had manhandled her onto the bed without any hesitation. Several different positions later, he had her pressed on her back, his entire frame covering her own. The position allowed him to bury his face into her neck, biting and sucking at the soft skin there without any care for leaving behind marks. His hips pressed hard into hers, a steady but harsh rhythm of thrusts, driving the thick and large length of his cock into her depths. Forcing her to take every inch. "Are you gonna cum all over my married cock? I can feel the way that your walls are tightening sweetheart. I know that your body wants to have its release. And I want you to give it to you. I want you screaming so loud that the neighbors hear it. Let everyone know that you've been fucked so stupid that you can't do anything more than cry out." Grady wasn't close to being done. Not yet. In fact, he fully planned on fucking her over the dinner table right in front of his wife.

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Bucky didn't remember Anna having such a mouth on her when they first met and it frankly took him off guard. His smile melts into a look of surprise before both his flesh and metal hand grip at her hips harshly, grinding his still clothed erection against her and growling when he gets the reaction out of her he wanted. "We are in a public space, girl." He reminds her darkly, keeping his metal hand on her hip, his other hand moves up to grab at her chin, forcing her to look at him. "I'm a good man, I don't cause public disturbances, even when I'm fucking some sweet thing out in the open like this."

The park bench wasn't the best place to get it on, but their romantic walk there in the park had turned handsy and neither of them clearly had any patience to get back to his place and so they had begun rutting against one another with her astride his lap. She got too loud, his hushed response prompted her disrespectful one and... he needed to make it clear. He was in charge.

"Maybe I won't fuck you." He challenges, blue eyes darkened with full blown arousal. "Maybe I'll force you to your knees, shove my cock in your throat. Make you get me off and then you'll get nothing. That's the sort of treatment for girls who don't listen... will you listen?" It was a threat, one he had full intention of following up on if she challenged him, and he glares at her, his thumb rubbing across her chin with a hint of malice.

"Spread your legs baby, c'mon baby, let daddy in, spread your legs for me Anna, honey." The voices that bled through the ceiling, through the floor of the daughter's room, through a daughter's bed. He was on top of her, grinding against the plumpness of her ass, positively reeking masculine scent of need and desperation as an Alpha could.

The way his hips bucked and jolted against her, making it so stupidly difficult to get the tip aligned just right to the needy dripping hole he'd slipped out of seconds ago. But to a rutting Alpha, catching and laying claim to an active match of an Omega in heat, those seconds could really be like hours upon hours of edging for a commoner or even Beta. Just look at how swollen, not just the knot was at the base of him, but there was a particularly obvious, swollen attribute to the balls beneath his throbbing cock.

"Come on baby, spread it all nice and good for daddy, honey," Clark had a fistful of her long, dark hair, flaunting the set of fresh, wet teeth marks on her, from him, in the skin of the back of her neck. The desperate and deep rumble that came from the back of his throat and his chest, when he finally got it in at just right angle. A long, moment of satisfaction when he sunk in deeper and further, with a cock that she ought to know bette by now, but that just was always a bit too big.

"Anna," he cooed so affectionately. The sporadic thump thumb of her bedframe clunking against the wall slowed to an almost standstill. But then he adjusted his hips, and his position over her shifted knowingly. A nice rhythm ensued of him, fucking her so deep and rapidly increasing speed already. His knot now with every thrust pressed accurately to the lips of her pussy. If she wasn't careful, with it at its size now, if it got inside her and stuck? They'd be rutting like raw beasts in heat for hours until the swelling went down.

He kicked the door shut behind him, shoulders still tight from another shift of letting the right dealers and thieves slide through for the right cut. The dirty money sat heavy in his pocket, but morals could wait. Jacob dropped into the big chair in the living room, spreading his thighs wide as Anna climbed straight into his lap.

She pressed close, straddling one of his thick legs, her mouth latching hungrily onto the side of his neck. Hot, wet suction pulled hard at his skin while her tongue dragged slow and greedy over his pulse point, teeth grazing just enough to make his blood run hotter. He groaned low in his throat, tilting his head further to the side to give her better access, one hand sliding down to grip her ass firmly and pull her tighter against the growing bulge in his pants.

“Somebody missed me, huh?” he rasped, voice rough with rising heat. His free hand worked his belt open with practiced ease, the metal clinking as he yanked the zipper down, freeing his thick, hardening cock.

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Years of carefully crafted control. Years of a constant fight against instinct that wished to get the better of him. Tyrus was a professional and above those urges that often led others astray, right into the arms of trouble. Things were shifting that very night in a way that could not have been predicted and certainly could not be controlled. The soft scent had caught his attention, triggering something far more primal in his brain. Sweet, gentle, mouthwatering. The sort that had his cock already twitching and his body at attention. No one and nothing had ever been so damn enticing before, not in all the years he had roamed and worked. He had met omegas before but had mainly kept his distance. After all, attachments made the entire occupation far more difficult. A weak spot to have and someone to have to answer to when there were weeks if not months away.

Even so, his eyes had trailed after her. There had been no mention of an omega in the case file. One that hebhad memorized front to back and back to front. The growl had been unstoppable as he watched his target reach out and grip the arm of the woman far too hard. The harsh words could be heard from where he stood. Now that? That was simply unacceptable. Before Tyrus knew what he was doing or the gameplay for what was about to happen, he was marching forward.

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A grin spread wide across his lips as his hand slapped against the round, soft flesh. The brunette was perfect. Proportions, dress, sounds. The team had really gone all out this year to celebrate his birthday and Hal couldn't have been more thrilled, even if he had originally tried to brush off any sort of ideas or gestures made. The fact that his birthday coincided with their won championship had made it all the sweeter and had made their decision all the more easy. A little free use slut for him to spend the night with, potentially even longer if it went well. Most had been nagging him about having someone at his house, not leaving himself alone. Here was the perfect excuse for them to try and fulfill that space and that need in his life. With a little alcohol already in his system, he was more open to the idea. The gorgeous woman that was restrained before him also soothed any worry. She looked naggingly familiar but he had yet to place exactly why.