Angel Dust Sexy Novels & Stories

***** Angelica: Oh my, I missed these sexy scenes Amber: Drink, Leo you need to calm down. Leo: #drowninginalcohol #imfurious #imsodissapointed

Angela felt her pussy explode as he cried out, "Mistress!" Her whole body erupted in spasms that resembled a seizure. Danielle continued to plunge her dildo deep inside her kitten's trembling pussy, as her kitten rode out her orgasm. Angela's eyes were forced shut by the sheer magnitude of her orgasm. Every muscle in her body tensed up at the moment of her climax, then shook her to her core. Angela collapsed in a heap under her mistress, as she panted and gasped for breath. She slowly opened her eyes and gazed up at her beautiful mistress. She breathed out, "Thank you, mistress."

Angie smirked, and Asteria rolled her eyes. “If you are getting intimate with Roger, whom you believe to be your mate, but don´t have any confirmation of the blessed bond, it does not mean I am doing the same with my Moon Goddess´s given mate,” Asteria said, and Angie rolled her eyes. “I am not doing anything I should be ashamed of,” Angie protested, and Asteria shrugged. I didn´t dare lift my gaze from the book because Angie scares me. “Yeah, yeah.. potato, potato... What do you want, Angie?” Asteria sighed, and I bit my lips to prevent my chuckle from being heard.

Angelito is thrilled about blowing a man because he always was being blown away by women. Denver can't utter a word. His eyes are tracking his every movement. The atmosphere turns amorous by his actions, and then the Don slowly strips his boxer, leaving him naked for the second time around. Subsequently, Denver can't hold on to the lust he's been given to him. He goes out of the soft eiderdown duvet. Angelito's naked body is exposed, and then he smiles playfully. "That's right, cutie," he keeps on praising him as Denver goes on top of him, can't hold back in the lust he's feeling right now. Angelito let him drive the mood, but even his skin touching on him already made him erupt inside.

Angel begged him to continue, but the severity of the situation managed to penetrate his mind enough for him to recognize it required his attention. She both surprised and shocked him when she hissed her disappointment at his failure to continue with the sex. She insisted that whatever was happening outside of their little sanctuary had nothing to do with them. When she screamed that her body was made for fucking and her tits were made to be bitten, he was fully shocked back into reality.

Bastien squeezes me a bit tighter when he notices the change in my stance, the eagerness to get to the table, a small growl leaves his chest. A soft groan comes from my lips as I feel his possessiveness through our bond, I mind link him, "stop, silly, I'm excited about Angel not her mate." He side eyes me then focus's back to the table we are slowly approaching, his eyes widen at her and a small smile plays on his lips as he takes her in. Angel is a vision of beauty, she stands, clapping, a huge smile graces her cherub face, her small baby bump barely noticeable, in a baby blue off the shoulder dress, her skin is flawless and tan, a perk for living in Florida. I break free of Bastien's hol

Levi reminds him, as they both turn towards me with hungry filled eyes. "Fuck, Angel." Salem moans at the sight of me touching myself. "Oh, she's far from an angel, can't you see?" Levi smirks. "You're right. She's much more breathtaking than one." Salem retorts making me blush. He moves back in between my legs, before looking deep into my eyes. "Are you ready, Angel?" he asks me softly, gently running his hands up and down my thighs. "Yes." I moan, more then ready.

The new angle made him hit even deeper. “Fuck yes,” he groaned, spanking my ass hard. “Look at this perfect ass bouncing on my cock. You’re mine now, Emma. Every summer night, every stolen minute—I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.” He reached around and rubbed my oversensitive clit again while pounding into me. Another orgasm built fast. I buried my face in the pillow, moaning and whimpering shamelessly. “Ahhh… too much… ooooh Alex… I’m gonna come again…”

I found myself fixated on it, a perverted thought igniting: I wanted to pour wine into that hollow and lick it clean. As she swerved, the light caught the diamonds, momentarily blinding me. A brief, searing vision flashed in my mind: her naked, the dress pooled at her feet, that necklace still around her neck. Her legs spread wide, inviting me to plunge my fingers into her. Two or three, if she were a good girl. Would she ride my fingers recklessly? Fuck! I needed to know. My cock twitched, dragging me back from my depraved fantasy. I willed myself to think of anything gross, anything to calm the fuck down. This was not the time or place to get a hard-on.

She gasped, her body jerking. “You drive me insane,” he growled against her ear, delivering another slap that made her moan despite herself. “I’ll never let you forget who makes you feel like this.” Her breaths were ragged, torn between anger and pleasure. “Damien…” she whimpered. His hand slid between her thighs, stroking slowly, deliberately. “So wet already,” he murmured with a wicked edge. “Your body betrays you every damn time.” She writhed beneath his touch, the table creaking under her weight. Each stroke sent shivers up her spine, her moans muffled against the wooden surface. He spanked her again, harder, the sting blooming into heat that only made her wetter.