Devil's Psychopathic Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

On Friday morning, faint morning light spilled softly through the curtains, falling across Mirabella’s bare legs where the sheets had tangled around her during the night. The faint chirping of birds outside the window was the only sound she could register until she felt something warm and wet slide slowly across her neck.She shifted slightly, still half asleep, but the sensation came again—wet kisses, gentle and teasing, tracing her collarbone, her cheek, the curve of her shoulder. Her lips parted in a sleepy moan before her mind caught up with her body.Then her eyes fluttered open and there he was.His short dark hair fell forward, messy and damp from sleep, his face dangerously close to hers, his mouth pressed to her skin like it was the most natural thing to do.She blinked in confusion, her breath coming in short gasps.“Hunter…” she breathed, trying to sit up, but she couldn’t move.Her wrists were held firmly above her head, one of his strong hands gripping them easily. His le

“Baby, you’re making me fantasize about so many things right now,” Hunter said, his voice low and teasing, his eyes glinting with mischief as he leaned closer.Mirabella shot him a warning look. “I know. You can’t help it when it comes to me,” she said with quiet confidence, a playful smirk curving her lips. “I drive you crazy.”Hunter felt his cock jerk at her arrogant reply. But it was true. When it comes to her, he is a goner and she knows it. Hunter chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief at her audacity. “Don’t make statements like that in open places,” he said, his tone deep and suggestive.“Why?” she asked, eyes narrowing as her voice softened into a teasing whisper. “Because you might lose control and jump on me in front of everyone?” Then the memory of when he fingered her in front of his friends came rushing in and her nipples hardened, her pussy throbbed.Her words hung in the air like a dare. Hunter watched her for a while without saying anything. He saw how her eyes dilat

Beverly, Hunter, and Mirabella all came to an abrupt stop.The sight before them was not what any of them could have imagined. Never.The room, which had been quiet a few seconds ago, now felt charged with tension.Two people were tangled up on the floor, completely lost in their own world.Tobias lay flat on his back, his one hand buried deep inside Aria’s hair while his other hand gripped her waist tightly. Aria was on top of him, her body pressed close, kissing him like her life depended on it. Their lips moved hungrily, breaths mixing, hands exploring in desperation.It wasn’t just a kiss. It was a war between mouths and desire.If anyone had told them these two would be doing this, none of them would have believed it.“Dear God,” Beverly whispered, her eyes wide.Mirabella blinked, trying to process what she was seeing. “What… what the hell is this?”Hunter’s lips twitched — he was clearly fighting the urge to laugh.Rena peeked over his shoulder sleepily. “Mana… are they sleepin

“Aria took it better than I thought,” Mirabella said quietly, brushing her hair in front of the mirror.It was bedtime already. The soft dim light from the wall bulbs made the bedroom warm and cozy. Beverly had gone home an hour ago. It was a good thing her house was right next to Mirabella’s. She could practically walk home in her pj and slippers. By the time Mirabella was ready to enter her own room, Aria was still in the living room, cleaning up. She had insisted on washing the dishes alone before going to bed, even though both girls had offered to help… saying they must be tired from the day. Typical Aria — always worried about others and always stubborn in the softest way possible. Sometimes, it was laughable because her behavior could change from sweet to fierce at any second.Mirabella smiled faintly at the thought. She had just finished taking her evening bath, and her damp hair clung to her shoulders. She sat in front of her mirror, combing through the strands slowly, thinkin

His finger traced her pussy and then he pressed his thumb on her clit. This made her jerk on the bed.“Do you like it?" He asked in his seductive voice and she nodded. “Say it." “I like it," she breathed.“And you want me to eat up your pussy? You want me to bite you and leave my traces on this body?" He asked again.She shivered from the intensity of his voice and the promises it held. “Yes please," she pleaded.He began to furiously stroke her clit. She was moaning and aching her back, wanting more. “Oh… God…" “I told you that I wasn't going to touch you. Not until you come to me yourself but you have been tormenting my dreams.” He said quietly but didn't stop the sweet torture. "Every night I dream about burying myself in this tight pussy, fucking you and coming inside until nothing is left in me. And every morning, I wake up half-crazed because you’re still right here… and I can’t even touch you.”His movement on her clit did not slow down as he continued. "Tell me why you kept