Novel & Cerita Deep Seductive Poems

His tongue thrusting into my mouth in the way I knew I knew he would do if he were between my thighs tonight His lips trail down to my neck, down to my shoulder blade, and I moan. He made me sit up, taking off my dress. He threw it somewhere on the floor where his shirt was, leaving me naked. His touch, warmth, smell, and everything about him were intoxicating, adding to the pleasure and desire that brew up in me, beckoning me for more.

It was a truth whispered in hushed tones, for it carried both privilege and sacrifice. In the realm of the supernatural, the concept of a destined mate was deeply ingrained, an age-old belief that transcended time and species. Each supernatural being, whether it was a demon, vampire, werewolf, or other mystical creature, was believed to possess a singular, fated counterpart – the other half of their soul. This union was considered the most profound and sacred connection in their existence.

sa dekha nahi khoob-soorat koyi Jism jaise ajanta ki moorat koyi Jism jaise nigaahon pah jaadu koyi Jism naghmah koyi Jism khush-bu koyi Jism jaise mahakti hui chaandani Jism jaise machalti hui raagini Jism jaise kih khilta hua ik chaman Jism jaise kih sooraj ki pahli kiran Jism tarsha huwa dil-kash o dil-nisheen Sandaleen sandaleen Marmareen marmareen (We've never seen one with such beauty as she

The sound sunk every shiver of delight in me, with her promise-filled words, whose whispers caressed with soft, hushed touch each syllable. "I'm changing into something sexy for you, darling," she purred, casting her voice around like the sultry merry song that sounded like making magic in my ears for her sweet seduction. My answer was instinctive; responses ranged in low huskiness of my voice, alluring everyone nearby, as I said, "Okay then, I can't wait."

He licks slowly, deliberately, mapping every nerve like it’s a holy text. He slides two fingers inside me and finds that spot immediately. I cry out—raw, guttural. He doesn’t stop. Just watches me fall apart beneath him. And when I come, it’s a slow explosion—long, pulsing, deep. My vision blurs. My spine arches. My soul leaves and returns with his name on my lips. He kisses his way back up and whispers, “Please. Let me come inside you. Let me feel it.” I reach down, guide him back in, and wrap my legs around him.

The canal lapped thirty feet below; a late gondola drifted past, its lantern painting gold across their skin. He dropped to his knees. His tongue parted her like a secret he had been dying to confess. Slow, deliberate licks, then sudden hard sucks on her clit that made her knees buckle. He pinned her hips to the glass and feasted until she came with a broken cry that echoed across the water. He didn’t stop. He pushed three fingers deep, curled them viciously, and forced a second orgasm so quickly the first hadn’t finished. Her thighs shook so hard he had to hold her up.

"You smell divine." I didn't know it was possible to get turned on more than I already was. A moan slipped through my lips at his subtle praise. How ironic. The perfume. Dinner dress. Thong. All for Nick, yet a stranger was praising and currently taking it off my body. His gentle assault passed my knees until he reached my inner thighs, sucking then laying small kisses on both sides. "Cute." I'd assume he referred to the thong I wore when he reached my waist, my gown pooled just above my tummy. I think I prefer men like this, on their knees with their faces buried between my legs. Much prettier.

I asked him in a seductive tone. “I…” he hovered over me. “I want to f*ck you so hard…so hard until you cry out of pleasure.”

Vespera mirrored the embrace beside me guiding another soul to suckle at her heavy breasts while her hand stroked their hardening cock. Our mates joined seamlessly turning gentle invitation into powerful symphony. Silas lifted a willing soul and drove his thick powerful cock deep into her soaked pussy drawing a sharp cry of delight. Draven claimed another from behind filling her tight ass with smooth commanding thrusts. Rook positioned himself behind me slamming his enormous girth into my dripping cunt while Lorien filled my ass creating that perfect overwhelming double penetration. The intense fullness made me moan loudly into the mouth of the soul I kissed. Sable dove beneath the surface h

~Soren~ I stare at page thirty-seven. My poem. The one I wrote in the middle of the night when sleep was nowhere to be found. When I was feeling things I shouldn’t feel about someone I definitely shouldn’t want. ‘Let your mouth seek mine in the dark, Let your hands explore what your eyes are unable to see. Let your body say whatever your lips are too scared to say.’ But it doesn’t stop there anymore.