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Milked By The Witch—1
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Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Fucked Into Submission—2
Lucian’s breath still came in ragged gasps as Gideon pulled out, the heavy heat between them unbroken. The prince’s skin flushed deep pink, raw from the marks Gideon left, and the ache of need still pulsed thick in his veins. But his eyes—those fierce, emerald eyes—were wide with something new: awe edged with fear.Gideon didn’t give him a moment to gather himself. His hands gripped Lucian’s jaw, tilting it up so their eyes locked.“You’re not some spoiled toy to be played with and tossed aside,” Gideon said, voice low and commanding, like a storm held just on the edge of breaking. “You’re mine to break and rebuild.”Lucian swallowed hard, his pride bruised but still fighting. “And if I don’t want that?”Gideon’s grin was merciless. “You don’t get a choice.”With a swift motion, Gideon flipped Lucian around, pressing him against the cool marble wall of the hallway leading back into the palace. The prince’s back arched involuntarily, his body already aching to be filled again, to feel
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Fucked Into Submission—1
Prince Lucian lounged arrogantly on the edge of the marble balcony, the gold filigree of his royal jacket gleaming under the soft glow of candlelight. His emerald eyes shone with mischief, sharp and calculating as they landed on Gideon, his silent, loyal bodyguard, standing rigid just a few steps away, muscles tense beneath his crisp black uniform.Lucian smirked, the kind of smirk that spelled trouble. “You know, Gideon,” he drawled, voice smooth like silk, “I don’t think you appreciate how lucky you are.”The bodyguard’s jaw clenched, but he said nothing, his cold gaze locked on Lucian’s every movement.“Silent, obedient... perfect,” Lucian continued, stepping closer, the distance between them electric. “But I wonder, beneath that steel calm, what you’re really thinking. What you want. You want to break the rules, don’t you?”Gideon’s eyes flickered—just for a moment—but his expression stayed unreadable.Lucian chuckled darkly. “You’ve sucked me dry three times now. Twice yesterday,
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Milked By The Witch—3
She rode his tongue like she owned it.Because she did.Every time her cunt slid against his mouth, every time she moaned and tightened her grip on his cock, she reminded him that his body was no longer his own. She fucked his face and stroked him in the same rhythm, using both ends of him until he lost track of which part of him she controlled more.The vines pulsed tighter at his base. His balls were swollen, full, desperate. Every time her slick ran down his throat, his cock throbbed and spilled more precum. Not an ounce of relief—just build, and build, and build.And she didn’t stop.She angled her hips, riding his tongue deeper, grinding on his face until he couldn’t breathe without inhaling her. Her moans turned guttural. Her cunt clenched and gushed, soaking him in wave after wave of heat.And still—still—she didn’t let him come.His cock stood red and straining, veins bulging, every inch soaked from tip to base. She stroked him lazily now, like she was playing with a toy that
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Milked By The Witch—2
His chest was painted in cum and spit, slick from sweat, and glistening with the witch’s juices. He lay limp beneath her, thighs trembling, lips parted in disbelief. Two orgasms, back-to-back, harder than anything he’d felt in his life—and yet, his cock refused to soften. It pulsed inside her like it belonged there, thick and swollen, still being milked by every flex of her cunt.She stayed seated on him, her slick heat still wrapped tight around his shaft. Her eyes glowed now, pupils wide with hunger. Her hair was wild, skin flushed and marked with faint runes that shimmered like blood beneath the moonlight. She traced a fingertip across his sternum, cooing like he was a prized beast.“You’re fighting less,” she murmured, dragging her cunt in a slow, teasing circle around his base. “That’s good. The knot will take better that way.”He blinked up at her, throat dry. “The what—?”She snapped her fingers.The vines tightened again—this time around his thighs, spreading him open even fur
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Milked By The Witch—1
The deeper he went, the wetter the earth got, soaking through his boots and chilling his ankles. Fog coiled low like a living thing, curling around trees with bark slick as oil. And that scent—thick, humid, maddening—wasn’t rot or moss. It was sweet. Like sweat and cunt. He shouldn’t have followed it.But his cock had been hard since dusk.The hunter’s breath steamed in the cold air, but sweat glued his shirt to his back. He gritted his teeth and pushed forward, ignoring the unnatural throb in his groin. That ache had started the night the curse hit him—three moons ago, when he stumbled out of a warlock’s lair half-dead and hard. No spellbreaker could fix it. Every priest turned him away. No rest. No release. Just pressure, burning him from the inside out.Then came the rumors. The Witch of the Hollow. Said to cure any curse—but she always took payment in flesh.He reached a clearing.The scent hit him harder here, dizzying and drugging. His cock throbbed violently, pushing hard again
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I grabbed her by the hips, pulled her off the table like she weighed nothing, and carried her to the window.She whimpered, legs weak, body boneless in my arms. Her pussy was raw, leaking a mess of both of us down her thighs, but I wasn’t giving her a break.Not yet.I pressed her against the wall, right next to the open window where the evening light spilled in, soft and golden, casting a glow on her wrecked, sweaty skin. I turned her face toward the glass so she could see her reflection—see what I’d done to her.“You look ruined,” I whispered, my breath hot against her ear. “Do you see yourself?”She nodded, barely.“Good. That’s mine. You’re mine.”She shivered, chest rising fast, eyes glassy as she stared out, her cheek against the frame.“You think I didn’t notice?” I said, dragging my cock against her ruined slit, not pushing in yet, just teasing. “The way you looked at me when I was working out there in the sun. Thought I didn’t feel your eyes burning into me every time I took
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