Devour Novelas e Histórias

And I know, with a clarity that doesn’t soften— The Devourer is no longer just testing our limits. It is designing around us.

He settled his massive frame between her knees, lowering his head. He devoured her. His hot tongue stroked ruthlessly up her wet pussy, licking broad and hungry over her dripping folds. He sucked her swollen clit hard into his mouth, flicking it fast with his tongue before thrusting his tongue deep inside her tight hole. He ate her pussy like a starving animal, messy and relentless, sucking and lapping at her leaking juices.

Light, pure and blinding and agonizingly alive , erupts from them, focused by the shard into a single, searing beam. It lances upwards. Not at the grove. Not at Arthur. Straight into the heart of the devouring shadow above. The Devourer recoils . Not a flinch. A cosmic flailing. The silent suction stops . The vast shadow ripples , like a stone thrown into a pool of ink. A soundless shriek of pain and outrage vibrates through the fabric of reality. It’s wounded. Truly wounded. Not destroyed. But hurt .

I panted as he sucked on me in big slurps, running his tongue over my shaft, making my eyes roll back in my damn head. I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer, I felt the tremors and closed my eyes as he deep-throated me. Pleasure exploded, so intense that all the excess ecstasy poured out of me in a long wail. My fingers twisted into his thick hair. He didn’t tell me to come. He simply devoured my cock. Sucking, licking, exploring. Devouring me like he was a starving man. His sheer enthusiasm was obliterating any lack of skill or technique.

Almost like a curse. "Devourer." The entity smiled. Or at least— something resembling a smile appeared across its impossible form. "Creator." The greeting sounded familiar. Intimate. Like old enemies meeting again. The giant stepped forward. Silver light exploded across dimensions. The Devourer laughed. "Still protecting them?" The giant's voice became cold. "Still consuming everything you touch?" The Devourer sighed dramatically. "You make it sound rude." Entire stars vanished inside its body. Swallowed casually.

"Devour it." "Yes." Snow White touched the tip of her tongue to the mushroom-like head, her wrist working rhythmically. She slowly learned what Draven liked. Then, she engulfed him. His size was so massive her mouth was stretched to its limit, but for Draven, it was pure heaven. "Sss… ah… suck it. Flick your tongue faster! Yes… you’re a fast learner." The girl slowly took the long, thick spear deep into her sweet, wet mouth. She drew him into her heat, sucking and swirling her tongue around the flared head. Draven let out a thundering groan.

I was full anyway. "Would you like dessert?" I suggested. He eyed me and gave me a suggestive grin. "I meant apple pie," I chuckled. He shrugged his shoulders. I got up and cut a piece of pie and put it in my microwave, warming it for a few minutes before putting a glob of cinnamon ice cream on top. I brought it to the table and watched as Ardin's eyes went wide over the bite in his mouth. “That's the best fucking thing I have ever eaten," he moaned.

"God... you, Thiago." A dark, slow dimple cut into my cheek as I leaned down, crushing my mouth over hers in a deep, possessive kiss that tasted of sweet liquor and dark surrender. I didn't give her room to breathe, didn't give her space to think. I slid my fingers out of her wet heat, unbuckling my belt with a single swift motion, and freed my heavy, throbbing length. I gripped her thighs, lifting her legs over my shoulders, exposing her completely to the firelight. Without a second of hesitation, I drove forward, burying myself deep inside her slick, tight entrance in one hard, unyielding stroke.

Elle, can I cum inside your mouth?', I said out of the blue. She hastily got up and stared at me with questioning eyes. Feeling the heat of her gaze, I said - 'I'm sorry. It just that it was too good. But I'm almost done, do you have a towe- Peep peeppppppp!! I got buzzed by a lot of fast-moving cars. Right! We are on the express lane already and I am still driving like a turtle.

As I shove a mouthful of mashed potatoes into my mouth, the warm taste fills me, the creamy potatoes melt in my mouth, rich and buttery. I take another spoonful, digging and digging through the food, I am almost done with the food when I look up and catch Devon looking at me intently, my face goes beat red. Did he just see me eating like a ravenous animal. Hurriedly, I wipe the napkin across my lips. “I am just really hungry,” I don’t know why I am trying to explain, but I feel like I need to. “I understand.” He says without blinking. “Do you want coffee?”