Novel & Cerita Bloody Lust Isaac

He shifts my g-string panties aside, leaving my pussy completely exposed to Isaac’s gaze. Christian drags a finger slowly through my wet folds. “Your pussy is so fucking pretty,” he murmurs. “Fuck off, man!” Isaac sobs, struggling violently. “You need to be arrested for this!” I can see Isaac’s face bulge with rage and I want more of it. I want him to drown in regret. Christian laughs. “I can’t be arrested, man. It’s consensual.” He lifts my right leg, bending me just enough for Isaac to see, then slides under my knee and drags a slow, flat lick up my pussy.

Isaac said, taking a seat beside his wife and then motioning for me to do the same. Letting out a sigh, I lowered myself onto the stone bench and turned my gaze towards the middle of the battle ground, where a lion was currently ripping a man apart. "Poor fool." I hissed as the beast ripped the man’s head clean from his body. "Tell me again why you enjoy things like this." "Isn’t it enjoyable to watch criminals get their justice?" Isaac asked in confusion. "Hanging them or torturing them just isn’t the same as making them pay a bloody price."

ISABELLA'S POV. He Bloody Cut Me. Yes, I wanted more. My legs parted on his command. A low growl erupting behind his words. My insides churned, I felt my cunt clench and unclench hearing those words. I dragged in sharper breaths, feeling the tip of the letter opener trail over my laps; his eyes flickered, and all I saw in them was pure rage and lust. “You drive me insane, Isabella; you make me want to bash your fucking skull against the wall and ride out your senses till your limbs go numb.” Luca grunted. This time I wasn't able to comprehend if it was his anger speaking or the lust clouding of his judgments.

Even though she had uttered her hatred of seeing him again, Dominic couldn’t bear to see her suffering. As the magic activate, a purple light appeared from underneath the magic circle, blinding the people who had stood beside the round table. Dominic frowned, closing his eyes slightly as his sight was taken away from him. Meanwhile, Isaac who had gone to the street in Essex, didn’t hesitate to kill anyone he saw in front of him. Although Isaac had been insane since the moment he had made a contract with his demon, he was a calculative person who knew how to restrain himself so he wouldn’t kill anyone recklessly but the leash on his neck was let loose the moment he realized his plans hadn’t w

Both of Isaac's hands held Calista's body in place, he even let her scream if she wanted to. Unfortunately it was useless for her to scream because no one would hear her because the room was soundproofed. "What are you going to me?" Calista asked looking at Isaac with a sharp gaze. "I really hate women, but somehow I can't hate you." Isaac said making Calista surprised. Calista glimpsed another side of Isaac that she knew recently, the expression that Calista was currently seeing had never even been shown by Isaac to anyone other than the one person who had betrayed him in the past.

No, no, no. It can't be. My blood turns to ice as the video continues to play. After a minute or two, the cameraman pulls out, slapping the guy's ass. "Now, get up and suck all of our cocks. Show the camera how much of a dirty boy you are for us." The other men in the room flock over and Isaac, my husband, turns around, hungrily servicing each cock like it's everything he's ever dreamed of doing. The video suddenly cuts off, and no one says a word. I glance between my brother and the screen, where it's paused on the four cocks hanging right in front of Isaac's face, his eyes rolled back in pleasure.

He sat down with me on top of him and before he even settled down, I was riding him, bouncing up and down with reckless, wild passion. "I am cumin," I whispered breathlessly as I kept on bucking wildly against him. "Cum for me, Yulia!" He commanded. "Give me everything!" I gladly obeyed and before I knew it, I was squirting on his cock as I convulsed with orgasm. He came seconds later and our body liquid mixed together. The scent filled the whole living room as we both caught our breath. Yara sighed in satisfaction. I felt a sharp pain on my shoulder as Iran bit into me. I knew that it was the Lycan because Issa would never do that.

she cursed out loud, forgetting for a moment where she was. "Blood." Her abductor growled, a deep sound that sent shivers down her spine causing her to feel dread. "I hate the sight of blood." Hers was a rich red and thick blood that smelled nice and caused his nose to pucker. He tried so hard to contain his fangs but couldn't. They bared themselves out in agitation and he turned away immediately. It's been so long since he had any contact with human blood. The beastly side of him had become excited when they perceived the richness of her blood and had reared up its ugly head.

And tonight, she would be mine. With a final, decisive movement, I crossed the room and stood over her. Her eyelids fluttered, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she stirred. I watched her wake, her pupils dilating as they found me, a flicker of something – curiosity? Recognition? – crossing her features. It didn't matter. Soon, that flicker would ignite into something far more consuming. This was the culmination of weeks of careful maneuvering, of a hunger that had gnawed at me relentlessly. Tonight, the chase was over, and the claiming would begin. My hand hovered, a breath away from her skin, the air crackling with unspoken intent. The primal urge pulsed, a powerful current thrumming throug

I muttered to myself as I reached for my phone, opening up the I*******m app. I brushed my dark hair backwards, starting a live video. “Hi, everyone. It's me, Davis Beckett. Your biggest Benison star. And I'm here to publicly apologize to someone we've all… practically tortured and bullied with our words and actions. I want to confess that I…I was behind the release of Alexandra Moore's diary.”