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Second Exorcism: Conflicting Desires
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2026-04-09 01:44:51
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Possessed By The Boss Second Exorcism: Conflicting Desires
"Why won't you spill?" she demanded, halting her rhythm for a second to lock him in a venomous gaze, her breasts rising and falling violently. "Is it because Carter's body is enough? Is that what you're missing? Tell me!"The mention of his name cut through the air like a blade. Sigfri was infuriated to realize that, even in this moment of supposed surrender, Dorian remained a mere spectator of his own passion, denying her his submission. She wanted to see him broken, unraveled, yielded to her will.Dorian arched an eyebrow, his voice possessing a stability that made her tremble with rage."When you learn how to please me!" he said cruelly. "Then I will finish as many times as you desire. For now, you are nothing but noise trying to imitate pleasure."Beside herself, Sigfri pressed her thighs against his sides and dug her nails into Dorian’s shoulders, refusing to let go, prepared to ride him until exhaustion consumed them both. But then, Astaroth—fully inhabiting the muscle and
Possessed By The Boss Not Enough
He didn’t wait for an answer. His hand slid between her legs, tearing the fabric of her silk lingerie. His fingers found her slick and ready, and he drove into her with a brutality that made her arch violently.Dorian’s fingers felt like relentless whirlwinds in a storm that offered Sigfri no reprieve. The first orgasm hit her without warning—an electric convulsion that stripped the air from her lungs, a stifling cry lost in the vastness of the office and between her fiancé's fingers.But Dorian did not stop. As she trembled, his thumb found her rose-colored bud of pleasure and began to rub it with an insistent, cruel rhythm."I don’t recognize you, Dorian," she moaned in desperation, feeling the searing heat of his thumb's relentless friction on the button that was about to explode.The second orgasm built upon the ashes of the first—more intense, deeper. Her nails dug into the mahogany of the desk, her body writhing under the implacable assault of Dorian, who watched her with a
Possessed By The Boss Persuading Desire
The silence in Derand Thorne’s office was not an empty space; it was a physical mass that suffocated Carter’s lungs. The pressure of those hands on his shoulders felt like iron shackles. Uriel, trapped within his human vessel, processed the information with dizzying speed. His angelic consciousness, usually sharp and predictive, faltered before the revelation.“How is it that I never perceived the true intentions of Dorian’s father?” Carter questioned himself mentally, feeling a sharp sting born from his celestial essence. His intuition should have detected the vibration of lust long before it manifested in words. However, the dense layer of power, money, and secrets surrounding the Thorne dynasty had acted as an interference shield. Now, Derand’s mask of corporate righteousness had disintegrated, exposing a predator who sought not love, but total domination.Carter swallowed hard, feeling the knot in his throat. He knew every word had to be measured with surgical precision."Sir,"
Possessed By The Boss Sodom on the Sixtieth Floor
The office on the sixtieth floor remained unchanged, yet the air within it had turned to pure poison. Three months had passed since the celestial names of Uriel and Astaroth were buried beneath the weight of the unbreakable seal the demon had forged. Now, only Carter and Dorian existed—two beings condemned to inhabit the fragility of the flesh while the financial world continued to grind beneath their feet.The truce was non-existent. Carter, stripped of his celestial omniscience, lived in a state of permanent vigil. He was a sentry guarding not an external enemy, but the very man he was forced to assist every second of the day.Dorian’s paralysis had returned following the incident with the shaman—a physical frailty that stood in stark contrast to the voracity of his spirit. Derand Thorne had been chillingly clear: Carter was to move into the family estate. "You’re the only one he trusts," he had said with a coldness that now carried a sinister undertone."Help me, Carter. My legs
Possessed By The Boss Sealed Souls
The smoke from the sacrifice did not dissipate. Instead, it solidified into figures of surgical white and shadows of absolute black that lurked from the sanctuary’s rafters. Astaroth recognized them instantly: the Angels of Death, their void-scythes ready to claim Dorian’s body, and the “Executioners of Light”, faceless beings sent to tear Uriel from Carter’s form for permitting a romantic aberration on mortal soil.Astaroth let out a dry laugh, but Griselda, staggering, spat the words at him with urgency:"If you don't fight to keep Dorian and Carter together, Dorian will die and you, Astaroth, will vanish into eternity! Uriel will be confined to the Pit of Oblivion for his treason. You are the one with the most to lose, Demon King.""I don't care about Uriel," Astaroth growled, though his amber eyes instinctively searched for the angel's position. "I only care about continuing to exist.""Then make him love you!" the witch decreed. "If you cannot get Uriel, in Carter’s body, to
Possessed By The Boss Dark Matters: Forbidden Desire
The touch was an electric burn that Uriel could not extinguish. Astaroth clung to him with a possessiveness that claimed not just Carter’s body, but the very essence of the angel."Do you want it inside?" the demon whispered, his voice promising both glory and the Fall in a single breath.Uriel didn't answer. He didn’t need to. His body—traitorous and thirsty—answered for him. A low, urgent moan escaped his throat as his hips, with a will of their own, pressed downward, seeking more of that friction, more of the heat that was consuming him.Astaroth smirked, a silent and devastating victory. "That’s what I thought," he murmured. Then, with agonizing slowness, he slid one of his hands between their bodies. His fingers, expert and bold, forced their way through the fabric of Uriel’s trousers until they found him—hard and throbbing, an irrefutable testament to his desire."Stop," Uriel managed between moans."Stop? Why on earth would I do that?" the demon replied, his hand maintaini
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