Alastor Nsfw Novels & Stories

~ALESSIA~ ——— The ride to the restaurant feels longer than it really is, probably because my mind is still looping one thing over and over again. PLEASURE ESCORT. EX ADULT ACTOR. That black business card from Nico’s apartment has seared itself into my brain like a mark. I keep picturing him—those sculpted hands gripping a woman’s thighs as he moves inside her. I imagine the kind of moans he must’ve pulled from women who pay for his touch.

He was standing in the middle of the room in his naked glory, stroking his manhood and grinning wolfishly. "Take your clothes off!" he ordered, and I obliged. My entire being was braced for Alastor's torture. "You will get pregnant tonight. I need my fucking son!" he roared. I stripped down to nothing. A second later, I felt Alastor's cold hands on my shoulders, pushing my belly to the wall where he took me standing up. It took him minutes to fill me with his seed. ****** FOUR HOURS LATER I lay awake, my body aching from Alastor's rough sex. After he feasted, he drank with his men, then when he was drunk enough, he went out to hunt, as he called it. But the truth was, they went out to tortur

My lips brushed against her neck, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through me. The raw pleasure was almost overwhelming, amplified by Bella's heavy breathing. I was certain that there was no turning back from this point, that I would succumb to my baser instincts and claim her as my own. But then, like a specter from my past, the image of Selena flashed before my eyes – her smile, her laughter, her lifeless body. A faint frown creased my brow and with that I vanished, leaving the room in an instant.

like me? The Alpha stepped forward, his eyes never left mine. He stood at the edge of the platform, his gaze , intense. “Bring her.” His voice was a low growl, directed at a man, I suppose is his beta. The man grabbed my arm, yanking me towards the Alpha. My legs felt like heavy. I was sold. I was no longer free. My fate was sealed. But as I was dragged closer, my eyes met his again and I heard the whispers. The powerful Alpha. The Alpha King, Kael, if the whispers held true. His gaze was piercing, unsettling. And I knew, with a terrifying certainty, that my life was about to change in ways I couldn't possibly comprehend.

I asked, holding out the photograph to him. I took Aurora from his arms, settling her on my shoulder. “Two bows. That’s your limit. And no glitter,” Getting glitter off was harder than loading an AK‑47. “Oh yeah… Emilia’s boyfriend. Adrian Cortez. Posh Spanish dude she’s been dating for about seven years. Nothing to worry about,” Theo finally said. I froze, the pieces clicking into place. Adrian Cortez… Alessandro Visconti… A slow, dangerous chuckle left me. “Alessandro Visconti, you sly bastard.”

Neither did I want to be friends with who the Alpha fucked when his cock wanted a different feel of pussy. "Breakfast, my lady? You're to eat then have a bath in your chambers before the brunch." I looked over at the table with distaste. A much dirty image had already occupied my mind, the Alpha fucking all these women. It got me to realize we had nothing special. As much as last night meant to me, how I enjoyed having him satisfy me with his rough tongue, that same tongue has licked and sucked his other sex slaves. If anything, I was supposed to repulse the actions. It was disgusting!

Lucifer Alpha's Slave is a Dark romance novel intended for adults readers only. This book has a villainous heroes, enemies to lovers, angst, and explicit/ intense/ kinky-forced situations. If you're looking for a sweet romance, then this book is NOT for you. *********************** Exempt from the story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should have knelt down when I asked you to. You shouldn't have challenged me but you did. Now, you will see my warth." "I am begging you, stop this." she tried again, maybe he will change his mind. It wasn't her fault she couldn't bow down to him. She just can't.

“Please, Jake.” He grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. Mira’s face pressed into the pillow. He pulled her ass up so she was on her knees, back arched. His hand came down in a firm smack on one cheek. The sting made her moan louder. “Such a bad girl, wanting your best friend’s man,” he growled. But there was no anger in it, only heat. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance and pushed in hard. Mira cried out as he filled her in one thrust. He was thick, and the stretch burned in the best way. Her pussy gripped him tight.

With his fingers scrunched against the spongy bump of flesh on her upper wall, he sucked her clit like he was trying to take the skin off. She stiffened and moaned. Brought inexorably to the precipice of a monstrous orgasm. At the crescendo, he cruelly backed off, leaving her shaking with unfulfilled needs. The old man stood and grabbed her hair, mashing his lips against hers. Tongue forcing into her mouth. The awful taste and smell of fish and alcohol washed into her. Lacy tried to push him off, but he tightened his fist in her hair. Opposite hand shoving back between her sticky thighs. Two fingers pressed into her again, digging through her overheated channel. Her entire body shook. Helple

To think that she would be sending a sext to the same person who she had once seen as her savior was a weird thought in her head but she didn’t back out from it and waited for him to speak next. Hearing a moan from his end she became acutely aware of his actions. He was masturbating to her picture. She recognized that moan and at once she felt her clit throb. She wanted him to touch her. “Your boobs are perfect. I wish I could just suck and kiss them,” Alastor said and getting an idea he said, “Put me on video call.”