Angel Dust Vore Novels & Stories

It was so quiet that I could clearly hear the knife slicing through tender steak, like it was cutting into my own flesh. After dinner, Victor received a phone call. Then, he turned to me apologetically. “Sweetheart, Nazzolini’s wife is here demanding an explanation. I have to deal with it. I’ll have someone drive you home.” “No need,” I said with a smile. “The night is beautiful. I’ll walk.” Victor kissed my cheek, looking regretful, and left in a hurry. On my way home, a damp cloth with a sharp, chemical smell was suddenly pressed tightly over my nose and mouth before everything went black. When I woke up, I was in a dim room. Sophia was also there, bound beside me.

“Kai, look at me.” He didn’t answer. His weight had gone slack and heavy across my back, dead weight in the worst possible sense of the phrase, and somewhere above us Renata was still screaming, no words now, just sound, raw and animal, nothing like the composed woman who’d stood in the doorway ten minutes ago holding a phone like a weapon of her own.

Emotions overwhelmed Lila: devastation from her brother's capture, hope flickering from her visions of the temple, and a profound empathy for the wounded that drove her forward despite the fear clutching her heart like the cliff's edge. Veyra lurked in the mist-shrouded crevices above, her raven-haired form blending with the shadows, blood-red eyes glowing like embers in the fog. At twenty-five, her pale skin contrasted sharply with her dark robes, the bone tattoo on her neck throbbing black as Fang—her gaunt, black-furred wolf—howled silently within her, savoring the impending violence. Emotions twisted in Veyra: exhilaration at the ambush's setup, contempt for the "weak" Dawn Pack, and a f

Horror creeps into my mind, my heart, and my face. My smudged lipstick, completely gone. My lips red and almost swollen. His teeth marks on my lower lip. He almost drew blood. Fuck. What have I done? DANTE If someone told me I'd be in heaven today, I would have said it was a lie. Her lips are like honey and milk. She's everything I've ever wanted but never knew I needed. And fuck, her body, her skin, is fire and water and everything in between. Burning me, yet keeping me cool at the same time.

Eve was beyond enraged His response was a chuckle, baring beautiful white teeth; such perfection wasted on a douche. Then he whipped out his phone and pushed it to her direction. As soon as she caught the image, her fingers started to shake, and she swallowed so hard it was painful. It was unmistakeably Ava, having an orgy in a place which seemed like a sex club. Her heart was pounding as she looked into the murderous eyes of Alessandro, and before she could fathom his next move, he had the glass of bourbon smashing against the wall.

said Nichole who had now climbed on top of Andrew's body and made the lower parts of the two now fused very perfectly. Andrew reacted back when Nichole had started the action up there. The man started to sigh uncontrollably followed by his mouth calling out Nichole's name continuously. The woman above Andrew's body has now closed her eyes slightly and is enjoying the rhythm of her own game. A sigh appeared after the woman's speed just increased. And the two of them spent a hot night today.

Her greedy eyes followed my every move. "What did you do today Angel?" Her eyes flew back to mine but my face gave nothing away. "Um, I went to the caterers?" She was starting to squirm against the sheets as I walked closer to the bed. Climbing up from the bottom I nibbled my way up her leg until I reached her core, one long deep lick and I was on my way, down the other leg to her bound ankle where my anklet was. I bit around it taking her flesh in my teeth causing just a touch of pain.

He fucked me like he could outrun the truth with his body alone. I met every thrust. My nails dug into the muscle of his shoulders hard enough to break skin. The pain only seemed to drive him deeper. I locked my legs around his waist and lifted my hips to take him even harder, the anger and fear and residual terror of the woods all pouring out of me in the only language we both understood. The concrete scraped my back with every impact. The lantern light caught the wild look in his eyes and the clenched set of his jaw and the brand on his collarbone that my father’s men had burned into him the same night Softiya had apparently started collecting her own files on the last Vanechka heir.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

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."