Diabolik Lovers Smut Novels & Stories

Elbert made no move to stop her this time. •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• The room was dark, but the soul who lay on the bed without sleeping was burning up with fire in his lions. Darius was trying to quench the flame that the Luna’s daughter had ignited in him. She had been so beautiful, and heavenly. He shouldn’t think about her because she was a werewolf, and the problems they had were still there. But, still, he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to see her, touch her and love her.

Al Diabolo Italiano, it was him, he was in front of me after five years, the man who awakened in me the lowest instincts and desires I could ever imagine, in front of me was the man who made me a woman and who taught me to enjoy my body and my sensuality. Everything happened so fast, the asshole just called me a slut, in front of my husband, how dare he insult me that way, Lorenzo took my hand, kissing it while he kept looking into my eyes, I felt my heart beating and I made a huge effort not to faint when I felt his caress on my skin. "Razzo, watch your fucking mouthl, if you don't want me to put a bullet between your eyes," said Darian. "Come on little elf, you are not going to be upset by

Within minutes, the room had quieted, now holding only three people: Denis, Simon, and Liam. Denis turned his chair, settling in the leather seat at the far corner of the room. With a flick of his lighter, he lit another cigarette and leaned back, exhaling a slow, calculated stream of smoke. “Put up the screen. Let’s see the history on the girl,” he said, fingers lightly tapping the armrest. “We’ve gathered all the details we could,” Simon nodded toward Liam, who took the cue. The screen at the end of the room flickered to life. The lights dimmed slightly, drawing all eyes to the projection. The first image was simple—yet deeply telling.

He had a perfect body from starting with a tall height moreover his fair colour and that mole which was the main reason to create the raging tempest in girls heart. He and his brother kabir tried to look and behave normal but their handsome faces didn't showed any mercy but the limitation on their perseverance crossed all the boundaries when a teacher flirt with them that day both of them understood that girls only want one thing money and great looks, qualities does not really matters for girls. They started to ignore all the girls they see around.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

Roger: "This is so exciting, Lily! They're all swapping around!" Lily: "Oh this is brave from the Brits, Roger. They've gone for a modified Stockholm Configuration. Vicky is using her adept right hand to masturbate Chanarong furiously while she holds his head against her magnificent bosom. The two suckers, Sarah and Jemma, are flicking their tongues over his glans. Catherine, the Reamist, continues her stalwart tonguing of his butt. And, in a courageous and unconventional move, Katy Fletcher-Hampton is sucking both of his balls, an area usually reserved for the Suckers."

He punctuated his words with a rub, the hardness in his groin evident against her backside. Diana's knees trembled as she walked over to the new couch. Turning to face him, she undid the clips that held her clothes together, and they fell in a silken heap on the floor. With glowing eyes, he regarded her, and her nipples puckered at his look. Sensual longing filled her veins. She draped herself on the couch, one leg bent with her foot on the floor, exposing her to his view. His eyes immediately turned smoldering, which, in turn, made her wet. With quick strides, he came to her, his impatient hands ripping his own clothing away 'til he covered her, skin to skin. He kissed her roughly, his sinu

…Mirabelle POV… Damien is absolutely sinful and as I lay here next to him, I see that beautiful smile on his face that I have grown to love. "Damien, I would say good morning, but we do not sleep. And if we could sleep, then I would say we did not sleep." "Why on earth, my beloved?" "Because you cannot keep your hands to yourself." "I am only showing you love, my beloved. The love of a Devil." "I am tending more to lust."

Before I could react, the door was yanked open. I stumbled forward, my knees weak, my heart lodged in my throat. Damian stood there, pants still undone, his cock still hard and glistening in the light. He didn’t bother covering up. He just smiled slowly, knowing and dangerously predatory. “So,” he said casually, like we were discussing the weather, “you’re the one who writes smuts huh?” His smile widened. “I’m a fan.”

“Fuck it! I love your cock!” It was too late to take it back because she could see the hurt clearly written on Ariel’s face. Her breathe caught in her throat when Noel pulled at her hair aggressively as he pounded into her. Lorna cried out in pain and pleasure as she and Noel reached climax. AUTHOR NOTE It is a very unique experience to create a story very dear to my heart and get to share it with you! This is my first time writing a smut book so I want as much as possible keep it long like my other books. I still think I am doing a great job as a first timer. I hope it was fun reading this short book just as it was fun for me while writing.