Devil Wants To Hug Novels & Stories

Neither human, nor angel, nor demon. He held me by the chin for me to get up, and I obeyed, lightly wiping the corners of my lips. The gesture seemed to despair again the dirtiest and more perverted side of Vraxlon, because he pulled me into another deep and devastating kiss. He held me tightly, and even after reaching the climax, his membrö remained hard and ready against my belly. Still keeping my mouth in yours, he guided us to bed, and the edge of the mattress touched the inside of my knees.

A manly figure slides inside and slowly shut the door behind his back. He took predatory steps towards my frame. My body trembled under each approaching steps. He came closer and crouched down at my level blocking the sunlight. I peered at him. His face is stoic and void of any emotion. Yet I get the glimpse of the devil incarnate within him. He studied my face with a hard gaze as his thumb traced my bottom lip. The touch of his hand made my head flinch back. My eyes caught his hardened expression and a shiver passed through my spine. My breathing escalated with fear and trepidation.

I swipe the lipstick across my mouth in one smooth stroke, meeting her eyes in the reflection of my compact mirror. "It’s like you’re.." "The devil?" I ask, snapping the mirror shut. "Maybe."

"Because it looked to me that for a second there, you forgot he was the enemy and got caught in his spell." I froze. "I can't believe you'd think that. Oh my God, Paul. How could you even think for a microsecond that I'd forget how evil that bastard is! Santiago is trying to play some kind of sick, twisted game and you keep on falling for it. You keep on giving him the exact reactions he wants." "I can't pretend like you." He made a face. "I can't stand ten feet within him and act like I don't want to punch his smug face in."

I held him tight, fingers in his dark hair, heart hammering against his chest. “I still hate what you’ve become,” I whispered. “I know,” he muttered, voice raw. “Don’t let go yet. Please, Irene. Please.” I drew him closer, cradling the back of his head, giving it a careful caress. We stayed like that until the cold wind cut through us. Later in bed, I woke to his scream tearing through the dark. Devon thrashed beside me, claws ripping sheets, eyes wide and black. “The witch—” he gasped, bolting upright. “She’s pulling me back into the world. Irene—don’t—”

"I can't be alone right now. Either I end up singing sad songs to a bottle, or I might jump off a cliff." I moved towards the bed with my arms opening to hug him. Devin’s head lifted, and he got up to come to me. But Valen bested us and grabbed the collar of the Beta’s shirt, hindering him from meeting my embrace. So Devin swung around, turning to hug Valen instead, throwing his muscular arms around his chiseled torso, groaning against him. Valen froze and then frowned. “Dev, I have a boner, and it’s not for you. Get off me.”

Hellion urgently grabbed her hand and strode towards the stalls. ‘No, your Highness!’ Hellion excitedly peered over the stall of foods and slowly turned her head towards Dev who’s now massaging her brows. Hellion just smiled and said. “Hey, how about this bun, can you get me one? I’m really craving it!” She excitedly said as the demon only let out a long sigh. Dev wanted to explain however she was bluntly turned down by Hellion’s hopeful gaze. Dev palmed her face as she took out a small bag from her pants pocket.

Taylor said, pressing his body against hers. Inner Devil and Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil were holding hands, screaming: “Ahhhhh!” Inner Devil: “This isn’t sex, but it’s close enough!” Inner Devil: “It’s getting hot in here!” Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil: “So hot!” Inner Devil: “So take off all your clothes.” Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil: “I am gettin’ so hot, I wanna take my clothes off!” Inner Devil frowned, saying: “Please don’t.”

Elle says sounding harsher than I ever heard her before but she’s not getting her wish, not today I won’t taint her with that kind of pain or blood. “Settle down kitten” I say to Elle who just huffs, and puffs and keep holding on to Devil. “I’m gonna keep the kitten Nikolai, I need some love” Devil says holding her closer to her, the little kitten didn’t mind the hug. “What about me?” I ask them seeing them just hugging now. “Go get us someone to torture” Devil says making me chuckle at her, I would do that but I first have to know who I should be bringing for them.

"Can you give me a piggyback ride? The wolf way?" Devon laughed—a loud, booming, joyous sound that chased the lingering ghosts from the balcony. "Absolutely!" He leaned in and pressed a warm, firm kiss to Nate’s cheek. Nate turned his head toward me, a purely blissful grin on his face. "Uncle Jimmie! Don't just stand there! Come on and join the hug!"