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Leah calmly said before walking away, her footsteps echoing in the cold corridor, her eyes vicious and drained of life. ...,......... WARNING!!! The next chapter is very sensitive and fictional, if you cannot handle extreme fetish scenes....DO NOT READ!!!

“We want more.” “You two…” Carla breathed, still trembling. “You are insatiable.” “With you? Always.” She smiled, catching her breath. “Now it’s my turn.” “Your turn?” “To make you shake.” She slid off his lap and knelt between his knees. Alexei watched her, his eyes shining with anticipation. She pulled down his pajama pants, freeing his throbbing member — thick, veins prominent, the head glistening with the fluid leaking from it. “Look at this…” Carla murmured, her fingers sliding smoothly over his length. “Someone here is very hungry.”

Chapter 156 Lila’s POV My body would not stop shaking. I lay sprawled on the floor in a puddle of glowing demonic cum, belly slightly rounded, thighs slick and trembling. Every breath I took tasted like smoke and sex. My pussy throbbed painfully, still leaking thick rivers of Azrael’s seed that refused to stay inside me. The corruption had sunk deeper now. I could feel it pulsing in my veins, making my skin hypersensitive, turning every drop of his cum into liquid fire that made me crave more.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I hope that you enjoy Alpha of the Dead. --Sydney

Lola couldn't be sure what his heart was made of, but he was a typical jerk. After burying her head in Caesar's lap and playing with her phone for a while, Lola scrolled through short videos, watched news reports, and finally opened an adult-only novel website. She read for a while, leaving "hahaha" comments under the four chapters updated yesterday with the ID "General's Little Whip." She left one extra comment on the last chapter, which was a risqué one.

Absolutely fucking disgusting. And my brain wouldn’t stop, wouldn’t let me breathe, wouldn’t give me even one second of silence. Like seriously, Lyra, is this your life now? Sitting on the floor while your best friend cums all over the ground like she’s watering plants? Is this hell? Are you in hell? Because it feels like hell. No, it feels worse than hell. Hell at least has fire. This has Tasha naked, cumming on Darren’s dick, calling him daddy while moaning Damon’s name and squirting on the floor like I’m supposed to clap for her performance.

ng p@nties. I approached her and laid down on her. I started with her hard n!pples, this woman was really endowed. Her n!pples were big and long. Pastor Dav may have a thing for young girls, but I'm still not sure why he's cheating on her. "Ahhhhhh Lexi uhhhmm " she m0@ned as I continued svvking her n!pples After some time, as I moved down her belly button, I could already smell her c00chie.

Liam whispered back, green eyes dark with lust. Adrian didn’t waste time. He turned Liam around, pressing his chest against the dusty bookshelves. He yanked Liam’s jeans and boxers down just enough, then dropped to his knees right there in the quiet library. His tongue found Liam’s hole, licking broad and wet before pushing inside with hungry strokes. The risk of someone walking by made everything sharper, more intense. Liam bit his arm to stay quiet, legs shaking as Adrian’s tongue worked him open, hot and slippery.

Leo flipped through the pages slowly, his fingers pausing halfway. “I liked this one,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “‘Her body trembled as he pressed her against the wall, his breath hot against her ear. She didn’t want to want him—but she did. Every time he touched her, she burned.’” Ava’s face went red. “Stop,” she said quickly, stepping forward. But he kept reading, his voice low and mocking. “‘His fingers slid beneath the hem of her dress, tracing up her thighs like he owned her. And in that moment, maybe he did.’”