Novel & Cerita Corpse Husband X Sykkuno Lemon

0022- The Goblin's Last Raid 0023- Side Story _______ Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere! Update: Completed Hubby: What are you doing? K: Playing. Hubby: *sees another guy who got tied up and only wearing boxers with mouth covered* K: He wants to PaPaPa me and I said no, but he insists so I said I want to try BDSM. *took the kitchen knives and threw them to the guy who got tied up* Hubby: ... K: If his crown survives from my knives, I'll ask you if he can PaPaPa me, of course, your decision matters... But if you agree, we will divorce, duh!

She giggled, a wicked, triumphant sound, utterly pleased with her handiwork. She didn’t stop stroking him. As orgasm after orgasm racked Damon's body, sending wave after wave of white heat over us, Holly turned her face to mine. She lunged forward and crashed her mouth against lips, pulling me into a deep, desperate kiss. Our tongues tangled, tasting of wine and my husband’s climax, while Damon completely painted us in his seed.

I thrust and pump my legs in time with theirs propelling us higher and getting us closer and closer to our climaxes. “Hikaru, I-I’m close,” I moan and they smile. “As soon as you cum in my ass I will bite and mark you,” they say. I notice their cock straining against the ropes, twitching and looking more purple than pink as small spurts and droplets of cum leak from them and they moan. We are swinging rapidly and Hikaru is moaning and dribbling cum for a second time when I can’t hold back any longer and I scream their name as I fill their ass with my seed and they moan even louder, squeezing another weak dribble before they sink their canines deep in my neck and I feel a surge of power stron

Callum just stared at me, I could feel his hot breath in my neck. My neck! Soon, I felt the pain in my neck. Callum is sucking my skin….. Not to be dramatic but I think my husband is a Fucking Vampire!!!!!

I inhaled deeply, my mind reeling back to the scene I had witnessed. My funeral. Cold. Unreal. No love.. It was a press conference. A campaigne disguised as a funeral. I recalled the way my husband had walked in with Sia accompanying him. The way they walked too closely. Tears slid down my cheeks, my hands gripping my chest as I tried to stabilise my breathing. I had always seen them. I have seen his gaze linger on her while we talked business. The way he tensed up when her orchid scented perfume filled the air.

I smiled slowly, my words measured and unhurried. “Is it true that your older brother’s ‘accident’ was not entirely accidental… and that you ensured you would become the sole heir to your family’s corporation?” His breath rattled. Fear fractured his composure. “That is a ridiculous question,” he snapped, shaken. “It is only a game, Mr. Morgan,” I replied calmly. “No judgments. Only honesty.” He denied — and drank. The room felt heavier. Next — Ms. Quinn. “Truth or Dare?” “Truth,” she answered confidently — until I asked:

squealed Sumico intensely long and high with all her body muscles straining violently strongly. Virando could feel that his gentle pretty wife’s feminism enjoyment valley was perfectly gripping his manhood magical sword. It carried on absorbing and pulling his manhood magical sword inwards and inwards. Virando got his much more spirit as well as encouragement in pumping his gentle beautiful wife’s body from her behind.

Nobody had bothered to look closely. But every word carved into that gem was my love for him. Damien finally believed it. The body on the cold stone slab was his wife. His Lena. And the fading life energy within my body confirmed the rest — a child. Two months. Half-human, half-vampire. Exactly as I had told him. Exactly as he had called a lie. Exactly as Vivienne had convinced him was a trick. His legs gave out. He sank to his knees before the stone table. "No..." His hand reached toward my belly, hovering, trembling, unable to touch.

"And your husband?" I glanced at the clasp on my bag, still smiling. "We're divorcing. I'm sure the hospital's heard by now—Peter's been hanging around OB-GYN. Says she's his sister, but come on, Rebecca. We're both women. We know what that really means." She didn't say a word. Just signed the resignation. "Yuna, the world's a lot bigger when you stop tying yourself to love." I took the papers and headed to my office to pack.

“In our guesthouse? While I was waiting for updates from Colorado, thinking you were resting… you were fucking him?” Sophia didn’t flinch. “It started long before the surrogacy paperwork, Lily. The chemistry was always there. Drew’s my husband on paper, but Daniel…” She glanced at him with open longing. “Daniel has been mine in every way that matters for almost a year.” Daniel stepped before Lila. He looked completely shattered. “Lila, baby, please. It wasn’t supposed to go this far. I love you. You’re my forev—” Before he could even complete it, her hand was cracking against his skin. His head whipped to the side from the impact of her slap. His mouth fell open, surprised she had raised her