Demon Slayer Mouths Novels & Stories

Her reverie was shattered when Demon bit her lip, and she let out a sharp cry, "Ahhh!" Demon, seizing her hair, declared, "When I speak, your focus should be solely on me, understood." A certain intensity flickered in Demon's eyes, capturing Amber's full attention. When she hesitated to respond, he tugged her hair once more and insisted, "Do you comprehend what I'm saying or not?" Amber nodded in agreement, and Demon locked eyes with her, saying, "I've heard your voice. I've told you before, don't communicate with me through gestures."

The sword light flashes, and the Crimson Cloud Sword once again sweeps through this disgusting tongue, cutting it apart. "A critical hit! -610!" Another blow to its weak point. The Blood Infant suffers another setback, both pained and furious. "I will eat you! Devour you!" The Blood Infant's voice becomes mournful, like the cry of an owl, suppressing the soul. With the Blood Infant's desperate cries, its mouth, already large, splits open further, from the cheek area extending all the way to behind its ear. Originally with a large head, its mouth, after this new split, opens like a whale devouring the sea, appearing particularly eerie.

'Fuck my hand slapping that face' she sobbed in her mind as her hands wrapped around her mouth so she wouldn't gasp. The sunkissed prince was lying beside her. Half of his face is squished into the pillow, revealing only his left cheek, thick parted lips, and his venetian locks resting comfortably above his eyes. Damontry came a little closer to his face to find that his breathing was calm and she sighed with relief because he had not woken up, but she could catch a glimpse of a slight blush covering his cheek where she had slapped her. She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at her palm in anger to bite it and plunged her head into the pillow, deliberately covering her mouth to scream in pain.

I spit out. His whole demeanor contorts. In a flash, I'm pinned up against the locker with his hand squeezing my throat. "I'm ready for a rematch, and I know I can rip your heart out this time," he breathes out happily, leaning forward. "And I'll do it in front of your precious little mate. Then, I'll rip out his broken heart that's been shattered to pieces and feast upon it. How does that sound?"

Now with his literal demon self manifested in the physical realm, he had almost no control in how or when he would take action on those particular urges. While she was lost in those thoughts, Young was caressing her cheeks, lulling her mind and body into a false sense of security. She was just starting to relax in his hands when he asked, “I was right, wasn’t I?” When she didn’t respond he brought both hands down simultaneously. All she did was grunt, trying to maintain her stubborn silence. What usually would be the equivalent of provoking a puppy, was now the equivalent of enraging a dragon and this one was named Blood. With twice the force, his body growing thicker underneath her, he popp

Then, Adel said, "He… he is my mate." Adel stood there with her dainty fingers covering her mouth and her mate in front of her, in a surprised but wondering smile. The moment their eyes had made contact, he had run straight for her. The male had light blonde hair and brown eyes, which seemed familiar to me. But where had I seen them?

I swirl my tongue along its underside, teasing him as he lets out a low growl, his fingers pressing into my jaw. Blake’s thrusts quicken, each one intensifying the heat pooling within me. Demitri’s grip tightens, and he pushes deeper into my mouth, filling it, and I gag, my throat convulsing as he holds me in place. Each thrust from Blake sends me closer to the edge, pushing Demitri even further into my mouth. Tears blur my vision, sliding down my cheeks, my lungs burning with the need for air. Demitri finally pulls back just enough to let me breathe, a smirk on his face as I gasp, feeling a sliver of relief before he thrusts in again, rolling his hips deeper.

Daman cleared his throat as he moved slowly towards Zayn with his hands behind him. "I'm not here to have a conversation with you" Zayn fired strongly and he smiled. Daman stretched out his hands and his nails thickened into sharp claws, his fangs stretched out of his canine and full black hair appeared on his face. "I've always wanted to murder you, Prince Zayn" .. .. Meanwhile... .. ..

Rex chuckled as Hunter lifted the creature to his mouth. I couldn’t pull my eyes off the creature even as Hunter placed it in his mouth. Blue slime oozed out of the corners of his mouth, spilling over his chin. Placing my hand over my mouth, I tried not to vomit. Hunter also looked as if he was on the verge of throwing up as he gagged a few times.

But Damon held my head in place and forcefully thrust his dick inside my mouth again. “Who's there ?” He called out, in a surprisingly calm voice, even as his hips moved in a fast motion, thrusting in and out of my mouth. I gagged trying to adjust to his size. “Damon?” Shit! My mother! I struggled to pull back again, but his hold on my hair tightened as he held me back, not even pausing his brutal assault on my mouth for a minute. Oh, fuck. I was such a slut to be turned on by this.