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Daniel’s next. He changes places with Redix while I snap off the condom and roll a fresh one on.

Silas stands to the side, waiting, but Daniel’s such a hulk of a man, I make him kneel and put his ass up while I rise, crouching over him.

After crudely pouring a little lube in his crack, I slowly plunge my dick in his ass, and he grunts, “Bloody hell. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, yes. Breed me with that big dick.”

“You like this?” I grab his shoulders and pump my hips. It’s a primal, animalistic breeding position, and he arches open for it. Taking it. “You like me breeding you? You’re such a big boy, taking my dick in your ass.”

“Fuck, yeah. Do it,” Daniel growls. He’s so big, so muscular, he loves the submission. So many men like him secretly do. “Fucking breed me, Daddy. Pound that arse. Pound me hard. Goddamn, Sire, breed me.”

I fist his black hair. I pump into his gaping ass. “You want my condom to break, boy? You want me to fill your ass with my cum?”

“Fuck, yes. Fill me with your cum,” Daniel grunts, reaching between his legs to jerk off his hard dick. “Breed my arse, Daddy. Hard. Real fucking hard.”

“God, he wants you,” Wren sighs, pumping her fingers into her glistening cunt. I look up and grunt at her desire. It matches mine. “You’re such a sire. A stallion. He’s opening his ass so you can breed him. It’s like he’s in heat and needs you. Just like me.”

Oh, fuck. Hang on. Wait for her.

I yank Daniel up. With my arm around his neck, I snarl, “Want me to go even harder in your ass?”

“Harder?” he huffs, shocked, like it’s not possible.

“Fuck yeah, I can go harder. Like this…” I growl, pumping my hips. “You want it rough, boy?” I choke him tighter, my chest pressed to his back. “You need some dirty breeding?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Daniel touches my hip. “Please. Please.”

Pounding his eager ass, I taunt his ear, “You want me to breed you like a bitch? You like this? You’re such a big boy, taking my dick in your ass.”

“Umph…fuck yeah. Do it,” Daniel pants, jerking his hard dick. “I want that big dick. Give it to me. Fuck. Fuck, Pastor. You fuck my arse so hard. So good. Fuck, fuck, I’m coming.”

He groans, releasing like an animal in ecstasy.

It makes Wren moan, shuddering with her orgasm at the sight of Daniel’s cock spurting white ropes of cum. He cries out, his cum splattering her thigh, and I fucking lose it.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

WREN

Good God,I could never deny Sire this pleasure.

Hell, I won’t deny it myself.

The way he’s so dominant, so natural. He fucks like an animal, breeding his willing recipient. He lets me see. He’s everything.

Heisa sire.

And he’s mine.

I finger my aching pussy, watching him fuck men. It’s so primal and taboo, I can edge and come all night.

I feel the same desire as Redix and Daniel, getting fucked.

As my first, Sire has been tender with me, each time going a little harder. But he hasn’t fucked me like his instincts are more important than intimacy. Like he’s an animal, not my adoring husband. Like he needs to fuck me, not love me.

Is it crazy to want both?

“God, he wants you,” I sigh, pumping my fingers into my aching cunt, matching Sire’s tempo. “You’re such a sire. A stallion. He’s opening his ass so you can breed him. It’s like he’s in heat and needs you. Just like me.”

Sire locks his glare on me. He sees my fingers, banging mycunt, where he belongs, and he twists his neck, fighting his urge to come.