Asmodeus Demon Of Lust Book Novels & Stories

He’d damn near destroyed her as just a human, she was scared to find out what he do now as a demon. Young took each of her wrists in his hands, pinning them to the side of her head and started moving again, beginning with slow and deliberate strokes. “Look at me.” Asha’s body was back in tune with his but now that she’d had more than a few moments her mind wasn’t anymore so she kept her head turned away as he worked for every reaction he got out of her. Every hitch of her breath and scrunch of her brows, every pout of her lips was his to keep, but it was the love he knew would be in her eyes that he craved.

Asmodeus looks down at me, growling in the same possessive way that wolves growl at their mates. “My beautiful beloved,” he purrs. His eyes lock on mine and he lowers his head to my breast. I feel the sting of his fangs as he sinks them into my breast. The cry of pain that starts to leave me turns to a cry of pleasure as he begins sucking on my nipple. He’s placed his fangs on either side of my nipple, so he can drink my blood and pleasure me at the same time. “Asmodeus,” I cry. I feel his hand slide between us. I can feel how wet I am by how easily his fingers slide over my clit. I spread my legs for him and feel his growl against my breast as he slides a finger inside me.

"I am a receiver of Asmodeus, a sin of lust, a commander of forty-six legions of demons, and one of the seven princes of hell, according to the immediate of Lucifer.” I didn't realize I had widened my eyes and held my breath until I had to stop. Until I took my hand to my forehead and felt the blood stain my skin as I passed my hand through there, trying to relieve my own headache. It was insane. And an absurd instinct began to encourage me to run away. Simply jump into that river and let fate go from the rest. But, on the other hand, cold recognition throbbed inside me, as if by saying those tired words, Vraxlon had brought the monster to the surface under my own skin.

Asmodeus is the King of Demons and a Prince of Hell, a giant human over thirteen feet tall, with a hooked nose, pointy ears and teeth, fire coming from his mouth, dark skin and hair, red eyes, handsome features and small horns on his head, demon of revenge with 72 legions of Demons under his command. "I was not supposed to die now, I'm not supposed to be here", Alvaro whimpered. "You stink of wrath. What is it you so desire? Name it! Who do you want dead, give me a name and it'll be done", Asmodeous was stopped abruptly by Alvaro.

We let go of each other's lips to inhale a few moments of breath but he was already on lust that kissing my neck seems like the only cure to defeat his inner desires, I run my fingers along his forearm until I find my peace with his hair, urging him to give me the thing I've always dreamt of, He bit my collarbone giving me a hickey as he entrailed his lips all along my neck, I tightened my locks around him and gave him everything he needs to fill the inner pit of dark desires.

"I don't care if you're a murderer, I just want to eat." Then that's when I met Jieun a.k.a Ayu, she's also a Demon assassin and she was the one who recruited me and then I met the four Demon Gods, Demian, Seth, Ruthven and Azazel. They are all living in the underworld. They're Demons but they all look like they live on Mt. Olympus, well, all bad guys are rather good looking handsome or just like me, super good looking pretty handsome. Those ugly ones? They are just good, doing evil things.

his hand stopped in front of my face and he smiled "come on, let’s just go to the asshole you married. I may not have my daughter, I may not be able to return yet, but I will be content to see Callisto confused wondering about you." I stared. "You’re not gonna tell him?" "Of course not" Asmodeus said laughing "think I’ll deliver all this fun on a platter? NO! I want him to suffer and cry before he realizes you’re back." "Sadistic." "Always, my dear" purred, ruby eyes shining with malice "I am sadistic, seductive, irresistible and certainly a sin in physical form." Smile. The moments with Asmodeus were light, calm, serene, like the moments I had with Samael during my life in heaven. They were

Her thick thighs, broad hips and slender waist were all revealed, with only a small patch of cloth - if it could be considered cloth in the first place - concealed her most treasured area. “Who else would keep Fernandez company, if not for me? He isn’t very likable after all. He isn’t charming like you.” Asmodeus’s statement revealed the name of the herald of Lucifer. Asmodeus liked her lips seductively as she sashayed towards Kaspian. Her full figure was full of temptation, and when those pink lips were caressed by that red tongue, Kaspian felt a small flame erupt in his heart. Fortunately, that flame was only alight for a second. Within that period of time, Kaspian had quenched that lustfu

This was who he was. A demon. And tonight, the hunger inside him screamed louder than ever. His vision swam with shadows as his pupils dilated, distorting the world around him. He stumbled into the darkness of the room, reaching blindly for the bed to ground himself. But instead of fabric, his fingers brushed soft, warm skin. A body. A person. He snarled, his face twisting into a scowl, lips pulled back as he loomed over her. “Who are you?” he demanded, voice ragged, distorted by the demon rising in his throat.

And I wanted to become as awe-inspiring and menacing as he was. Meanwhile, the demon wrapped his wings around himself and all of a sudden, started shrinking. In a minute, the pangram contained a rather cute-looking noble. You'd never guess who he was if you didn't know! He had golden hair, blue eyes, and marble-white skin. He was so thin, you'd think he would break if you blew on him. Instead of a whip, he had a rose in his hand. The rose was the last straw. I had no words. Yet the demon finally spoke up, like wind roaring outside the windows of the old tower.