Ang Soro At Ang Pusa Novels & Stories

Soraia wrapped her arms around Augusto's neck as their tongues dueled, making the blood boil and the heart beat like a drum. Augusto ran his hands down Soraia's back leaving a trail of fire and positioned them on her deliciously sculpted ass, squeezing and thrusting her up and forward to let her feel how turned on he was by her.Soraia's breasts lay flat against the solid rock that was Augusto's hot naked chest.

The god cackled and it filled him completely, the sound like a bass drum rumbling viscerally. The clouds convulsed and a great bolt of pure light flew into his body; the porthole . . . his naval. Like a puppet on a string, his back arched painfully to the point where his feet could be seen bent over backwards. An all-consuming fire surged through his body and kissed every limb, cell, and nerve ending. Nothing was left untouched by the flare of agony. It was so painful . . . so real and total, that hot, angry tears cascaded down his face and with one last desperate breath, he cried out for death. James flung open his eyes as his body slammed back into the mat-

Nagawa niyang tangayin ang kaniig sa rurok ng kasukdulan. Their hearts were thumping like one. While their bodies scaled the heights of sensual delight. "I could never get enough of you, Rosario!" he groaned helplessly while his body was starting to buckle again. Ilang minuto pa lamang silang nagpapahinga niyon.

Pale green eyes—familiar in their intensity despite their reptilian shape—fix on Sorin with murderous intent. Before I can react, the dragon opens its jaws and unleashes a torrent of blue-white fire directly at Sorin. The dragonfire collides with my light shield, not fighting it but merging, amplifying, transforming the energy into something new and devastating. The combined power slams into Sorin's shadow magic with explosive force.