Jasper Quirk

"We need to get going," one said in a low growl as he came up beside me. "Not playing with some toy at the bath house. There's plenty of things to play with at the party."
"I don't know," the other one responded loud enough for everyone to hear. "This toy is nice to look at."
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Vasilia came from humble origins, and she craved to be more in life, what she never expected was, to climb so high, taken by four powerful and corrupted sinners.
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I couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of my lips. Perhaps I was finally losing my mind or maybe the heat was just getting to me. Crazy or not though, it didn’t matter. These men were nobles, powerful men with pull and sway. Getting close to them was my potential foot in the door to the life of the rich and the powerful.
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The 4 Faces of Corruption is the work of Jasper Quirk, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The 4 Faces of Corruption

The feeling of both Heiro and Kyros inside of me was otherworldly. It hurt so much, but when I felt one of them pull out, I couldn’t fight the feeling of being empty without them. When they were both deep inside of me; I felt whole – I felt complete. 


Kyros growled something primal before he began his onslaught of my insides. And as he picked up his pace, so did Heiro. 


Atlas and Deimos both massaged their cocks within range of my mouth but I couldn’t focus on any one thing with the way that my pussy was being tortured. 


Tired of waiting, Deimos grabbed my jaw and pried my mouth open. As if on instinct, my tongue fell out of my mouth and my lips wrapped around the cock that pressed its way past the threshold of my teeth. 


Deimos thrusted relentlessly, wiggling his hips when he met the back of my throat as he tried to force it deeper. “Relax, little one,” he sang to me. “Open up that throat for me.”


Chapter 33: Ours To Love