Novel & Cerita Amber Lustful

she hissed at him, “Why should I live in her shadows? Why should I be subjected to her and people's hatred? You know you are using me to sate your desires when I maybe nothing but your favourite toy of the season!” “Tsk. Tsk,” Clicking his tongue, Ambrose smirked at her, “Then perhaps I should assure you I will never get sick of you.” he grinned, before tossing a few more pieces of firewood into the fire. “You would lack nothing and perhaps in time you will fall in love with me too.”

I was still awed and unable to believe the events of the past few hours. I can't believe she's mine now. My eyes traced her beautiful face. Amelia's face, even in sleep, held a captivating vulnerability that sent a fresh wave of protectiveness washing over me. The moonlight filtering through the window cast a soft glow over her features, highlighting the delicate curve of her nose and the gentle rise and fall of her chest with each breath. Her normally bright, emerald eyes were closed, their lush lashes fanned out against her cheeks like tiny feathers. I could almost see the sparkle they held when awake, a mischievous glint that always seemed to challenge me, a spark that had reignited with

"Okay for years now I've not had anyone in my life. It's because of my past but I really want nothing to do with people. I've done everything on my own, even pleased myself when I had an erection but then you did what you did yesterday and I realized how much I'd forgotten the taste of someone. It's not the same as using my own hands." "What are you driving at?" I was bitterly confused. "I'll pay you to be my exclusive sex partner." He said. His blank face didn't help me understand what he was thinking or what on earth was going on through his head as he spoke. "I thought you said you didn't do love." I reminded him, still not understanding his concept. "And this doesn't require love. I want

murmured Allistair, his voice filled with bliss. Lucifer pressed a gentle kiss to Allistair's shoulder. “And I love you, Amor Meus,” he answered, his voice a deep, rumbling vibration. “Forever and always.” However, this passion had not only been satiated. Lucifer drew out of Allistair, turning him around and lifting him up, holding him against the wall. Allistair's legs were around Lucifer's waist, and his arms were around his neck, holding on tight as Lucifer moved inside of him again, this time slowly and deeply.

Her black silk dress made a nice cushion against the stone floor. Lazy Eye watched her with his cigar hanging from his lips, and when he made no move to stop her, Amber unzipped his pants. The bastard allowed some of the ash from his cigar to hit her shoulder. She sucked in a deep breath against the flash of pain but didn’t allow it to stop her from her task. Forgive me, Amber pleaded once more as she pulled his dick free and took him into her mouth.

“Tell you what, if you can satisfy my fantasy, I will spare you the joy of being tasted by all my associates.” “I wonder how it would feel to taste both aunt and niece at the same time?” Amber clenched her fist as she was boiling with anger; her chests rose heavily, up and down; Her appearance coupled with her outfit, was enough to make any man’s blood boil. “My pretty little kitten, I am almost wishing that you fail as I watch you seething… it must be steaming to ride you… hur… hur…. Hur.” Amber shivered. She wondered what sort of a beast she had made the deal with.

If anyone could divine the truth of Flameheart’s lineage, it would be her, and if manipulation was necessary, she was the vilest ally to ensnare an enemy. He reached the grand balcony where gothic arches framed the star-etched sky and uttered a low, piercing whistle. Which is known as a call that transcends the mortal realm. Moments later, a shadow detached itself from the darkness, materializing into the slender, beautiful form of Ambrosia. She approached with a serpentine grace, her eyes aglow with malice and wisdom beyond the aeons. “Damon,” she hissed, her voice a tapestry of velvet and venom. “Your heart beats with unrest. Tell me, what casts a shadow upon your throne this eve?”

Abram ~ Those ambers, those damn fucking ambers, they are so enciting that they burn up my whole being. They held so much pain and innocence that I cannot help but get drawn to them. Everytime I look at those amber orbs, I forget everything and just get lost into them. But I know the truth, eyes lie, and she is a vicious woman, she is a fucking whore. I clenched my fist as the scene from yesterday, where she was intimately standing with that Ian flashed across my eyes. My insides burned with sudden rage.

An ugly grin curled across her lips, unbeknownst to her that this fuelled Amethyst's indignation. Her eyes quickly glowed with a sparkling flame of ire as she continued to walk in Adelaide's direction. "Is it desperation? You just could not scratch the urge to lose that little, precious thing you have last?" The Dark Fey exclaimed with loathe — enough as she felt waves of hotness boiling all over her skin and veins. Her face was getting hot — she could feel it very well.

“You have to listen to me attentively. Do you understand?” My heart skipped. Was this it? Was she finally going to tell me everything? “Yes, I understand…I am all ears,” I said quickly, sitting up properly. “Lustre comes from a rare species of wolves… the seers and mages,” Amber began slowly. “She has a gift, but Lustre lost that after an incident with Sebastian last season… Did he tell you?” “No… nobody told me,” I said, wiping my face, now fully attentive. Amber sighed.