Dendam Bara Novels & Stories

Jenna cried out, hips bucking. “Fuck, Daddies… please…” Damien pulled out a thick vibrating plug and worked it slowly into her tight ass while Marcus devoured her pussy. The toy buzzed deep inside her, making her shake. Then Marcus added two fingers, curling them hard against her G-spot. She came fast and hard, squirting all over Marcus’s beard with a loud scream. They didn’t stop. Damien turned the plug up higher and pushed a wand against her clit on full power. Jenna thrashed, pulling on the cuffs, coming again within seconds. Clear juice sprayed everywhere.

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Kartika then gets up and summons Cakra. “Kartika, the horns are the big deal. If you were not to bounce yourself, your body would have been pierced by his horns.” Cakra said. “I know,” Kartika said. Cakra then summons his gun and shoots Barz. Barz keeps running while avoiding the blue beams which run towards him. When Barz is about to ram her, Kartika exclaims, ”I will not lose!” Suddenly, Barz then gets burnt by a blue beam that struck him in a jiffy. Kartika looks shocked, especially Cakra who realized that he has a bazooka armed on his right shoulder.

Then he held Eden abd Barbara's hand in his. After a long time, Barbara finally opened her eyes. "mom, you're awake!." Eden was ecstatic. Barbara saw Dexter standing in front of her. The pain all over her body began to get the better of her. With much difficulty, she muttered, "Eden.... Eden..." ,"Eden is right here. Don't worry, he's fine " Dexter said immediately. "Dexter... You... Why are you here?" Barbara looked at him, trying hard to keep her eyes open.

Which seems to pissed her off even more, As I apologize she grab the shard and kicked my shin with her high heel boots. "Is there anything good sir?..". (Mina) Seeing Elijah leave, Mina come closer. "well nothing much..just skill shards and this piece of Armour..Hey, Bar come here!..could you look at this?". I hand over the Rusted iron armour to Bar for him to inspect. I knew this armour has a magical enchantment place on it, since Bar was the expert on this, he should have a look at it. "Wow, Dwarven armour sure is amazing..though it almost totaled, the most important piece was still here….Sir, I believe this is a rare armour enchantment..it's High rank [Fire Resistant]..". (Bar)

While Damien was in the shower, I found the perfect dress for tonight. It is a mid-thigh length black dress that hugged all my curves. It has spaghetti straps and a low neckline that shows a little cleavage, but not so much that it makes me look like a whore. I'm trying to look good for my mate... not every unmated male in the pack. Yara coached, "Girl, that's the way to get his motor running. You look HOT!"

Even started crying again while hugging her body. "Help me, it hurts so much. They hit me." Nayya hugged her body, looked at Bara with a pitiful look. "Hot, my back is very hot." Hear the word hot. Bara immediately understood where the nightmare was happening. "Please save me, it's very hot. Madame Lia, don't hurt mother." When Bara heard Nayya's hurtful words. Without much thought. Bara immediately hugged Nayya's body as if she was feeling the pain she had experienced in the past.

a sympathetic brother uttered. The men were near the burnt palace premises now, following Jonah behind. There was the sound of someone coming through a partially charred door. It was kept ajar. A young man strode out from it. He stood a few yards away from the men. He was difficult to identify; for his face was partly covered in blood. When he came close, the men cringed in fright, for he wore a skirt of bearskin like theirs. From his belly to his head was bare save for the blood that covered his face, and he had in his right hand, a glittering sword, which he held upward, keeping its sharpest tip above his head. With his left hand, he held a man’s head which had been cut off from the body.

While Damien was in the shower, I found the perfect dress for tonight. It is a mid-thigh length black dress that hugged all my curves. It has spaghetti straps and a low neckline that shows a little cleavage, but not so much that it makes me look like a whore. I'm trying to look good for my mate... not every unmated male in the pack. Yara says, "Girl, that's the way to get his motor running. You look HOT!"