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“The Black Swan. I don’t know ballet, but I know enough to know you’re the Black Swan.”

I swallowed. If it wasn’t poop now, the chances of it being poop later were pretty high. I vowed to worry about that when the time came. Couldn’t say I was looking forward to it, though.

As I watched him rock her back and forth, my ovaries felt like they were about to explode. This man was sexy when he wasn’t holding a baby. Now? Off the charts.

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🔹🏙 🔹 . . . (F)BR With Loyda . . . 🔹 🏙 🔹

Let’s see how this one will be!
I’ll be the brunette on the left.

The kettle comes to a boil, drowning out her words. I get up and pour hot water into the teapot. “The truth about what, Muriel?”

Everyone around us is dressed in fine clothes and sparkling with jewels. Overhead, chandeliers blaze with golden light and painted ceilings go up and up. So, this is what the Court of Paravel is all about.

She’s glistening wet and panting my name as I suck her clit and lave it with my tongue. Her cries reach a crescendo, and her legs tighten on my shoulders as she comes.

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Occasionally, I see him across the fields exercising Aster, or in the garden of the adjacent house, shirt off, axe in his hands, splitting logs. There are deep indentations by his hips that point down into his jeans and right at his you-know-what. He should cover himself up. It’s ridiculous. Ostentatious. Highly distracting.

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⚜️🐎 👑 🐎 . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC . . . 🐎 👑 🐎

Let’s get our tiaras as start this!
I’ll be the blondie princess 😆

Touching it, my fingers run over the raised sore skin. They’re wet with blood after I outline it over and over again. When I dare to look up at Needles, she does something she has never done before.

He opens his mouth to speak, but I can’t listen to him talk anymore, so before his words can escape, I kiss him. I steal, then swallow them. Take them away, like mine were taken from me.

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As the crowd goes quiet again, I slide a long skewer through one cheek and out the other side. I hear a gag from somewhere near the front, and I want to smile but I can’t, not like this. I laugh on the inside.

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🎠🎡🎠 . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC & Mer . . . 🎠🎡🎠

Is he going to Pin her Needle hole? 😆
I’ll be the redhead on the left.

I never really believed in happily ever after.
Not for people like me.
I believe in it now.

“Mmm.”
A soft sound and I know without a shadow of a doubt that they’re kissing, passing my taste back and forth between them. I want to look, to see, but I don’t want to disobey, either.
It’s agony. Sexy, titillating agony.

I have no qualms with playing the delightful toy, but that’s all I was to them. That’s all I’d ever be.

I don’t even try to dodge her slap. The force of it turns my face to the side and sends pain blossoming over my cheek. It’s nothing more than I deserve for being such a goddamn bastard.

Her mouth on the most private part of me is slippery and sinful, and I dig my fingers into my thighs to keep from reaching for her. It feels so good, so much better than I could have dreamed.

I could get free if I wanted. That’s not what this is about. I choose submission time and time again, but it’s different with Ursa. She’s not holding me down. She’s anchoring me.

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🔹🔱🔹. . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC . . . 🔹🔱🔹

I’m so horny for this 🤣
I’ll be the one on the left with the strappy thing lol!

This was my home, this was where my soul belonged, and I wasn’t afraid of the monsters and the freaks that stood beside me, because I was one of them.

“You again.” Trevor seethes, his hands fisting at his sides. “Who the heck are you?”
Someone behind us sniggers, I think it’s Alina, and Ezra looks at me, rolling his eyes as he tuts. “He doesn’t even say hell, Delilah.”

Every nerve is alive, both screaming at his touch and calmed by it as he consumes me.

Maia plays music from the sound system, and once they’re burning properly, I begin to move, and it’s like the world fades away.

He’s wearing tight black trousers that shimmer in the light and a red military-style jacket, his own personal spin on the traditional Ringmaster attire.

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🎪🎩🎪 . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC . . . 🎪🎩🎪

Time to meet the Master!
I'll be the one on the left.

“Say my name when you come, princess.”

— Rumpelstiltskin by Celia Aaron

“Tell me who you are,” I whisper to the darkness.
Only silence answers.
“Please, your name?” I ask again.
Silence and darkness, then the weighted warmth of heavy sleep.

— Rumpelstiltskin by Celia Aaron

“Watching you come on camera was a treat, especially when you stopped worrying about me looking and your greedy little fingers stroked your clit as if no one could see.”

— Rumplestilskin by Celia Aaron

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💰👑💰. . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC & Liz . . . 💰👑💰

Reading Celia Aaron’s Rumplestilskin.
Dirndl all laced up and we’re ready to spin gold!
I’ll be the blonde in the middle.