Asmodeus Lust Novels & Stories

“Breathe, slut. You’re taking both tonight.” She pushes in slow—burning stretch turning to white-hot pleasure as she fills my ass. Double penetration: Jax pounding my cunt, Lena claiming my ass, rocking in sync until I’m sobbing around the cock in my mouth. The pierced guy pulls out, strokes fast, and comes across my face—hot ropes landing on my cheeks, lips, tongue. I lick what I can, moaning like a whore. They don’t stop.

He sounds hopeless but I don’t think it was pure evil. Slowly, he was losing consciousness leaning onto his chair, and in a snap, I felt pity towards this guy whoever he is. I tried to wake him up to move to the bed but he already passed out. I was about to carry him on my own but Ace suddenly came in so he helped me out. After putting him to bed, Ace then proceed on opening the safe for us to look at his documents. It turns out his real name is Kenzo Satou and surprisingly he just happens to really look like Xihizo who’s not his relative. “Woah, so he’s like a Doppelganger?” Ace said in a low voice.

His Adam’s аррlе bobbed furіоuѕlу as he repeatedly ѕwаllоwеd and gasped fоr аіr, focusing оn thе intensity of his impending оrgаѕm. I kіѕѕеd іt bеfоrе ѕwіріng my tоnguе оvеr іt, feeling hіѕ lоw grоwl rеvеrbеrаtе аgаіnѕt mу lips. I lеft tо slowly kіѕѕ down hіѕ toned, hаrd bоdу аnd hеаrd him mоаn hіѕ approval.

He didn’t even bother to wonder that taking away Andrea from his top rank henchman could open some untreated wounds. Power should only be exercised by sober heads. Laude had fallen to the temptation of intoxication and his sexual appetite that should have been cured long before. They say that men with tremendous sexual drive can either turn that energy into achievement or atrocity. Seemed like he embraced both and the latter resulted in his impending downfall.

Adam Hart, once a successful and wealthy businessman, succumbed to financial ruin due to poor choices and deceit. Desperate, Adam immersed himself in gambling, associating with the underworld, leading to a drastic change in behavior. Adam's gambling addiction spiraled into massive debts. To cover them, he cunningly pawned the Rossie mansion's certificate, sparking rumors and confirming the betrayal to Lady Rossie.

"You're such a fucking brat." "And what're you going to do about it? Spank me?" I retorted. But then the image of me bent over his knee, his hand clapping against my ass, crossed my mind. My body reacted. A shock of desire shot down my spine, my nipples tightening. My thighs dampened, my core weeping in desperation. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" he asked, eyes drifting to the goosebumps rising across my skin. My face flushed with heat. Both shame and lust. I let my eyes trail down his chest. Taut muscles dusted with hair trailing down his abdomen and disappearing under the waistband of his pants.

So even if they repeat it over and over again or if they reach for heaven every day, there is no malice in them because they are legally married. However, as it pressed and deepened, it seemed that the young woman was becoming more and more obsessed and intoxicated with passion. His mind was blank and he didn't care where the young man's hands landed on his body. Adante is the same to him. It seems that he is just taking the pain from the scratches on his body, he can't blame the girl either because he shocked her and didn't even ask for permission. That's why he just gets weak and clings tightly to his arms every time he squirms. Adante also left marks on other parts of his body. There was

Trina’s hum persisted, a soft lure. The rustle came again, eyes blinking in the darkness. Nickey’s voice dropped. “Twin?” Silence answered. He wiped sweat from his brow, pacing. “I need to stay smart about this,” he murmured. Moonlight painted long silver streaks across the roses. “I’ll get him back… no matter what,” he promised. Trina’s hum drew him, tugging at both his desire and suspicion. The glowing eyes flashed again near the fountain. “I have to act fast,” he whispered, the USB in his pocket a constant weight.

My head went blank. “Fuck, Maddie…” He muttered, clenching his teeth. I felt him hit the one spot I could swear hadn’t been touched in ages. My dildos never did it. Every time I tried to give myself the pleasure I wanted, digging and searching for the right place, it was never satisfying. My chest rose and fell rapidly. My mind went in circles—shame, lust, desperation, and delight all tangled together. Every nerve in my body, every hair standing on my skin, screamed for more, and I didn’t want to resist.

He said chuckling. Kris is a member of our soccer team. He's gay as you might already picked up on. He's also a player who's crushing on Adam Kinsley. Adam's gay and a nerd. He's the hot kind of nerd. He's shorter than Kris, not muscular but lean. He's about 5'7 and wears glasses. His hair is platinum blonde and a bit curly. Every gay guy wants to fuck him but he has really high standards. I think Kris is qualified but he's too scared of rejection.