Devon Kessler Nudes Novels & Stories

He sucked those breasts one by one. “Slower~” Devyn barely mumbled. However, Kiel was about to reach his climax so he accidentally bit that bare skin next to her nipple. Everything was so sexy and hot right now. He was overwhelmed, not even thinking that one day he was going to pound Devyn like this. That thought made his veiny cock harder. He wrapped one hand behind Devyn’s head and kissed her torridly. Devyn can feel every thrust getting faster and faster. This guy is a monster in bed.

With a quick slash, the dress was ripped into two, and he tugged it off her body, leaving her bare for him. Despite her protest, Devon pulled away from the kiss and allowed his eyes to roam around her body. A groan rippled out, and he immediately reached out and grabbed one of her tits. He grazed over her nipple lightly with his finger and she shuddered. The last time they had each other, it was in a rush, but Devon promised himself not to rush it this time. Leaning in, he kept his eyes on her as his lips enclosed on her tight buds. Kiara’s head went back and she let out a throaty moan while he ravaged her. She was still reeling in the pressure of his tongue, when he reached out and grabbed

he asked. “Of course you can sit with us. You can sit right next to Syn.” Aly said with a smirk. I shot her a look to say you are pushing, but she didn’t seem to care. The three of us chatted for a while when a man in a very expensive looking suit walked up to us. He had to be in the wrong place. There is no way he belonged up here with us. “Ladies,” he said, clearing his throat. “My name is Alastor Kennedy. I am the tour manager for Devil’s Night. I would like to offer you front row seats for tonight's show. If you two would please follow me.”

She moved closer to him and touched his bare chest. It was past five am in the morning, so a round of morning sex wouldn't hurt anyone. "You want me? Playing with the devil is a dangerous game and wanting me is quite something. Can you handle that?" He asked her with his hands supporting her neck, he stared into her eyes. 'I don't mind dancing with the devil, I don't at all. I love doing the impossible.' Jasmine who seemed to be brainwashed and love wiped said to herself as she nodded and went on to kiss him.

I whine, she giggled against my chest She moved towards my other nipple and sucked them hard, licking my nub; I clutched her bare waist tightly when her clit touched my hard rock, I groaned in frustration, my whole body was throbbing, my groin paining like hell But my baby was too oblivious to it, her whole concentration was only on my nipple, she started to move up and down, making me moan loudly, I was on the verge of exploding, “Fuck” I pulled her down and hovered her, making her shock, I couldn’t hold more, I took her lips in such urgency and started to kiss her like a hungry beast, I sucked her blood, I groaned when again our private part collide, she shuddered with sudden collision, I

His next move was so daring she wanted to shrink back into the bed but it was too late. This bastard had the nerve to strip her clean of her uniform leaving her stark naked. She had never been naked even in front of her own foster mother and yet this man did this to her. She wanted to kick him but her leg got caught quickly exposing the one part that she wanted to hide. Keaton was all smiles when his gaze was stuck on that delicate part of her body but when his gaze roamed all over her body, he couldn’t help but frown. His smile was replaced with anger and fury as he spotted those whip scars on her body.

he murmured. Seraphina straightened as best she could, chin lifted. “If you're here to kill me, get it over with.” A soft chuckle echoed through the hollow room. “Kill you?” he echoed. “No, sweetheart. You’re far too valuable for that.” He stepped closer, and the light finally caught his face. She sucked in a sharp breath. He was beautiful—in the way a blade was beautiful. Sharp, polished, and meant to destroy. Midnight-black hair fell carelessly across his forehead, and his eyes—those eyes—burned with an unnatural crimson glow. A devil’s gaze. No humanity, just hunger.

My eyes swirled. Valentine's lips captured mine, pushing back the puke trying to reel out of my mouth. "Eat Daredevil. You need it to get strength,” He moaned in my mouth. He fed me. I ate a little and couldn't eat more. His hands snaked to my back. I felt my zipper running down. The hair at the back of my neck rose at its ends.

My nipples were hard, pressing against the lace, my panties soaked. Devon’s gaze raked over me, dark and heavy, like a physical touch. He looked at me like I was the only water in a desert. "Fuck," he breathed. "You look like sin." I climbed onto the bed, not bothering to take the heels off. The sheets felt cool against my skin, and lay back. I spread my legs slightly, pulling up one knee on the bed, heels matching the bed and crooked a finger at him. "Come here."

Clarren shockingly asks me. What is even more shocking is Uriel's reaction after confirming that Kierra is pregnant with his child. He cupped her face with both of his hands, pulls her closer to him, and gave her the most passionate kiss. Our mouths were left wide open while watching the most disgusting scene from an angel and demon couple. "Ewww, that is so gross!" I disgustingly said while trying my best not to puke. "They are sight for sore eyes!" "What are they doing?" he sounded confused and at the same time curious about whatever is happening with Uriel and Kierra.