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Divine Hole For The Gods—3
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Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Ride For A Sin (Lust)
The club was a cage of heat and hunger, thick with sweat and stifled moans. I didn’t belong to the crowd or the music. I belonged to him, the boy on the stage, slick with sweat, skin shining under the neon like he was made of sin itself.His body was a masterpiece of lean muscle and soft curves, every inch carved for pleasure and ruin. His cock pressed hard against those tight, black pants, thick and needy, pulsing with desperate life. The way it twitched with every hip roll was like a fucking challenge, and I was ready to answer.His ass was the perfect target—round, firm, begging to be grabbed, spread, fucked until he screamed. The skin was flushed pink, glistening with sweat and the promise of broken nights.He moved like he knew what he was doing, eyes scanning the room but catching mine, locking in with a hunger that matched mine. That fleeting smirk? That little flash of reckless bravado? It was the kind of stupid brave that made me want to tear him apart and put him back togeth
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires More For Sin(Greed)
I liked to watch them beg.Not because I was merciful—God no. But because humans didn’t know how to want properly until they were on their knees. Broken open. Dripping. Starving for something they couldn’t even name.And she was the worst kind of addict.Mouth parted. Skin flushed. Pupils blown wide. She sat at the edge of my bed like temptation itself, trembling under my stare, soaked through her panties and still pretending she had a choice.She didn’t.She'd offered herself up. Whispered the words before she even understood what she’d promised."Anything," she'd said.And I intended to collect.I stepped in close, watching her eyes trail over my chest, down my stomach, and land on the thick line of my cock pressed against the front of my pants.Her breath hitched. Her thighs shifted. She wasn’t slick. She was drenched.I reached out, let the backs of my fingers drag along her jaw, slow and deliberate."You want to be fucked," I said, "or do you want to be ruined?"Her mouth opened.
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Slut For A Sin (Pride)
She walked into my club like sin wrapped in skin — heartbroken, reckless, and burning for something she didn’t even know how to name.Pride was thick with heat and bass, bodies pressed together under lights that flashed like fever dreams, and still, she pulled my gaze like gravity. Not because of her beauty, though she had enough of it to swallow men whole.It was the fire in her eyes. That flicker of pride still clinging to her like the last piece of armor she didn’t want to shed.Delicious.She made her way to the bar, clutching her drink like a weapon, her mouth set tight, her throat moving when she swallowed. I watched her ignore the man beside her—sweaty, insistent, leaning in too close.I didn’t intervene. Not yet.Because I wanted to see what she’d do.And then she did something stupid. Something perfect.She grabbed my wrist.“We’re together,” she said, her voice sharp and breathless. Her hand trembled, just slightly. “Back off.”The man backed away with a muttered curse, but
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Fae’s Filthy Fuck—4
I barely heard him. My body was on fire, nerves raw and screaming, my pussy gripping him tight as my breath hitched in shallow gasps. But his words wrapped around my mind, cold, and I knew this wasn’t just about fucking me into submission.He pulled out slowly, cock slick and leaking with my come, and slid a hand down my back, gripping my hip with a possessive hunger. Without pause, he spun me around, pressing me hard against the rough bark of a tree.My breath caught, chest crushed against the wood, thighs trembling. The den seemed to hold its breath with us, watching.His hands roamed my body like wildfire, biting at the curve of my waist, dragging nails over my hips, fingers squeezing and kneading, marking.“Kelly,” he growled my name, voice thick with want. “You’re dripping for me. So wet and open. You taste like the wild itself.”He slid his cock back between my legs, pressing the slick head to my aching clit, dragging slowly, teasing.I whimpered, legs threatening to give out.“
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Fae’s Filthy Fuck—3
He didn’t put me down.My body was limp in his arms, boneless and soaked, legs still wrapped weakly around his waist. My pussy throbbed—full, sore, dripping. I could feel his seed leaking out of me, sliding down my thighs, soaking into the moss.Rael licked the blood from the bite on my shoulder.Soft. Almost tender.Then he pulled out.I gasped, head falling back, my cunt clenching hard around the emptiness. A fresh spill of wetness dripped down my legs.“Look at that,” he murmured, watching it. “Already losing me.”I whimpered. My body was still twitching. Too much—but not enough. I hated how empty I suddenly felt. Like my body needed him again before it had even finished coming down.“You thought I was finished?” Rael said.He turned me in his arms.Bent me forward over a moss-covered rock.The bark dug into my palms. My legs were still shaking. My ass was bare, my soaked panties tangled around one ankle. I opened my mouth to speak—but all I could do was moan as his hands spread me
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Fae’s Filthy Fuck—2
His fingers curled again, slow and deliberate, dragging moan after moan out of my throat. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. My body was heat and ache and pulsing need, my jeans halfway down my thighs, legs trembling, pussy clenched tight around the rhythm of his hand.“I want to hear it,” he whispered.My head fell back against the tree behind me, breath breaking in gasps. “Wh-what—”“Your cunt,” he said, voice like velvet dragged over a blade. “I want to hear what it sounds like when you come. Don’t hold it back.”He shifted, sinking to one knee in front of me.My pulse spiked.Rael looked up through thick lashes, his face inches from where his fingers still moved inside me—wet, steady, tigh. His tongue slid over his bottom lip, slow, like he was already tasting me in his mind.“You smell like hunger,” he murmured. “Do you know that?”“No,” I breathed.“You do. Sweet and aching. Like a fruit too ripe to stay on the branch.”He pulled his fingers out of me, and I almost sobbed but h
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