Barbarian's Seduction Novels & Stories

He pressed the barrel against her forehead, cold steel biting into her skin. “You thought you could run away with my fucking money? My money?” His voice rose, sharp and venomous, filling the shed with an echo that seemed to close in on her. Wren’s body betrayed her; a shiver ran down her spine, and her knees wobbled beneath her. The cold sweat dripping from her brow mixed with the sticky warmth of blood, tracing a path down her temple. Her mouth was dry, her throat raw, but she forced herself to speak, to think.

Frustration etched across Baron's face as he sighed, muttering to himself, "Not again." Determined to enter, Baron extended his hand toward the lock, fingers flexing with practiced ease. A soft incantation left his lips, and a subtle glow enveloped the lock. The magical energies worked their charm, and the lock yielded, allowing Baron to push the door open. As the entrance creaked, revealing the intimate scene within, Baron's eyes widened with surprise. Oswald, entwined with a maiden, seemed oblivious to the intrusion. The atmosphere was charged, and even Baron's magical entrance failed to disrupt their passionate encounter. Unfazed, they continued until they were done, and Baron found himse

Testosterone filled my blood, heating it up with fire that I was sure whisky wouldn’t quench. I smiled at her. But just as she was about to stand up, Carolina Mendoza waltzed into the room and made her way towards me. How could I continue looking at Jenny when Carolina was presenting even more sumptuous goods? Carolina was wearing a bright red mini dress that wrapped tightly around her curvaceous body. Her breasts were popping out and her thighs were out. It was trashy dressing to me but I didn’t care anymore. I knew she’d offer herself to me if I asked. Not that I planned to. Carolina was not the type of woman I wanted to mess with.

She couldn't help but smile at her reflection, acknowledging her attractiveness as she prepared to enjoy a night of excitement at the city's most lively bar. Serena found herself in the bustling bar, her nearly empty glass serving as a companion. She cringed as she noticed numerous men devouring her with their lustful gazes. After dancing to her heart's content, she took a break and observed a man approaching her. He was tall, with dark, neatly styled hair and a tan complexion that hinted at his impressive physique, including pronounced muscles. A tingling sensation surged within her, sensing that he might possessed incredible prowess in the bedroom. Perhaps he could invoke those sensations

Barra, who heard the words, only mumbled. He didn't want to find out the meaning because his brain wasn't working properly. One thing he wanted to prove now was that he could also feel the delicious body of Serena Queen Adhisty like the rumors circulating lately. Overcome by passion and anger, Barra no longer cared about anything that happened. Even the anguished sobs that echoed in the hotel room made him feel like he was possessed by a demon. "No, please," murmured Serena who could now only surrender to Barra's attacks blindly.

she leaned forward towards him and tilt her head, her breath fanning his neck. "Hey...I'm selene....and I wanna make you cum''

It was clear from the atmosphere that no one liked where this was going. "You're not going to sell me, are you?" Arya asked, shrinking into her chair. "Oh my! How can I do that? Sadly, that's illegal." Lillian let out a small chuckle at Arya's outburst. She was certainly in a good mood. "I'm simply offering a marriage contract to your daughter, Arya Pierce ."

He smiled coldly, then stood at the middle of the stage with some documents in his hands. I couldn’t explain it, but something sinister filled the air. My heart started to pound for unknown reason as Mr. Baro cleared his throat right before starting his speech. "I wish to present you with evidence that each female sold at our auctions agreed to participate willingly!" he called out loud, raising the pile of documents in his hand. "This is absurd," I muttered under my breath, my eyes widening in shock. I gazed at Sariel. He sat calmly, presenting his emotionless expression. Unlike him, I was about to explode.

Not losing a drop. Barima's cries fade as her body convulses violently, color draining from her golden skin. She tries so hard to free herself, but Sera holds her with slightest of ease. Almost a mockery of Barima's strength and desperation. Long oxblood nails scratch and dig into the carpet leaving little paths where her fingers receded. Sera has drained her completely now. No vital signs are present and Barima is grey and dull, withered beneath a very vibrant Seraphine.

Satan sucked her perfect, taking every last trace of her into his mouth. "The best wine on Earth," Satan said with a sneer. Brianna was all the while breathing hard from arriving at the climax. She hadn't recuperated from the awe-inspiring inclination yet. Satan got up and started to eliminate his belt. He eliminated his pants and shorts. His erection sprang free, standing all pleased and tall. Brianna took a gander at his masculinity and swallowed, she hadn't seen his body regardless of whether it had been days since their marriage. She felt bashful seeing Satan's conflict weapon. He was tremendous and Brianna wanted to gaze at it. Satan observed her appearance as entertaining.