Novel & Cerita Angel Fangs Piercings

“Fuck me, you smell so sweet. I bet you taste as sweet as you smell. Should we find out?” She didn’t say anything, but her eyes widened; all I could see was lust. “Hmm?” I rubbed my nose against her jaw and traced my lips along it up to her ear. I sucked her earlobe, and her breath hitched, making me smile. “Would you let me taste you, Angel?” My fingers drifted beneath her skirt, the darkness concealing our intimate moment. As my fingers encountered the delicate fabric of her panties, a low, primal sound escaped my throat like a hungry beast. I gently glided my finger along her intimate folds, feeling the dampness beneath her panties.

The rogues, emboldened by their success in capturing Alpha Damien, reveled in their temporary victory. With a menacing growl, I stepped forward, drawing their attention. Their leader, a formidable figure with a scarred face, locked eyes with me. There was a flicker of recognition, a realization that I was no ordinary captive. "You dare to challenge us?" the rogue Alpha snarled, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Your Alpha is ours now. We'll make him pay for the years of torment he inflicted on our kind." His words fueled my rage, and my lips curled back, revealing my sharp fangs. "Release him, or suffer the consequences," I warned, my voice dripping with a dangerous edge. The warriors at m

When ever Maree talking about it, he had a smirk on his face that obviously said “ I told you so” Now on a normal day Angel was a beauty to behold. She had the body shape of a Coca-Cola bottle. When ever she walked her hips swayed to an unheard song, she walked in calculated steps , a born stepper. Her hair was the color of dark chocolates which somewhat made it hard for one to know if she had a black hair or she was a brunette. Her eyes which was coffee brown, danced with a glint of coolness but wary. Due to the way she was brought up, she grew up some what paranoid. She had a nose that could make girls want a nose surgery as her pouty lips made her have a bitch face when she was pissed

She had her piercings on, turning me on instantly. “DAMN!” Kieran and Valden both said as they took in my mate. Instead of being jealous, I was proud. “Hi, I’m Angelina, this awesome man’s mate. You guys must be Kieran and Valden,” she said, showing off her perfect smile. “Kieran Salvador,” Kieran introduced himself, taking her hand and kissing it. “Valden Romanov,” Valden followed suit. “It’s lovely to meet you both, though I had no idea Silas was acquainted with vampires,” she shot me a look.

It was a plea, but for what I wasn’t sure. “Are you ready, Angel? You’re going to cum with me.” She nodded. “Yes, I’m ready.” I squeezed down a bit tighter on her throat and began to wildly collide my hips into her. The force would have been enough to move the desk if Xander hadn’t been sitting on the other side. Just before I felt myself explode, I reached up with my free hand, grabbed her hair, and pulled back, exposing her neck. I plunged my teeth into her flesh where her neck and shoulder met, finally marking her as mine. She let out an ear-piercing scream, then began to greedily milk my dick of every drop of its life-giving seed.

Stacy kept up a running conversation about nothing in particular to keep Angel's mind off of the little pain she was inflicting in order to stamp my name and ownership on her body. I kept one hand in hers while playing with her hair with the other; my eyes on the needle as it moved in short meticulous progress across her flesh. Three hours later we were done and my baby was sporting a brand-new tattoo right across her Mons; it said simply Colton Lyon's on top with a butterfly that covered both labia majora in the same color scheme as her angel wings. With the clit piercing in the middle it was fucking hot and my mouth watered at the sight of it. Stacy gave her a mirror to look at it and she

he asked as Angel chuckled. "You want the modeling company you work for to come for me bah? Or the bog brands you model for to come for my neck?" Angel asked as Feni raised an eyebrow at her. Very few people knew that he worked as a model for big brands. "Wow," Fenit muttered. "What's wow?" Angel asked. "Your eyes," Fenji replied. "What's with my eyes?" Angel asked, her heart already beating out of control. "They are beautiful"

He placed nipping kisses along his scratchy jaw and then bit his earlobe with a sharp pinch of teeth. Zachery hissed and his body shuddered. "Hmm, you like to use your teeth, but also like the feel of them on your flesh. I never suspected." "Fuck you," Zachery whispered in frustration. "I hope so." That shut Zachery up. And, it was time to play a bit with Angel, who was so deep into subspace that her dreamy eyes barely registered when he began placing clothespins across the skin of her breasts. With several still held in his hand, he walked around to Zachery.

“This pussy is mine forever.” They came together this time, moaning into each other’s mouths as fresh waves of pleasure washed over them. Mavin stayed inside her even after, kissing her neck, her breasts, her swollen lips. Hours later, when the sun was fully up, Angel stood in front of the mirror in his shirt. Her body was covered in marks — bite marks on her breasts, handprints on her ass, hickeys on her neck. Her pussy was red and puffy, cum still slowly leaking down her thighs.

**“More ink. More payment.” --- The next few days became an obsession. Aria went back to the shop twice more. First, she added a set of dark angel wings across her shoulders and upper back. Then, a delicate chain of thorns and roses wrapping around her waist like a belt, with sharp barbs pointing toward her pussy. Each new tattoo made the nightly visitations more intense. By the fourth night, five tattoos were active.