Diabolik Lovers Smut Novels & Stories

My hair is a pure mess of curls. Suddenly, a flash of memory pierced through my haze. Jeremías dark face staring down at me, intensely. “Take your hands off. I love it when you moan loudly.” His hands squeezing my breasts, and his mouth on mine. It flashes sharply, suddenly robbing me of a pleasant morning. I stagger back, my hand flying to cover my mouth. What the hell did I do last night? And with Jeremías?

The love in his thrusts creates a stunning contrast to the raw smut of the moment. He pulls out suddenly. He flips me onto my back. My legs dangle off the edge of the desk. He spreads me wide open. His dark eyes drink in the sight of my dripping pussy. He dives in without hesitation. His tongue laps at my slick folds. He sucks my clit hard. The intense suction pulls another sharp cry from my lips. My hips buck up toward his mouth. His fingers plunge deep into me. He uses three at once. They stretch me open. He pumps them fast. The wet squelch fills the air. I grab fistfuls of his hair. I pull him even closer. I taste my own arousal on his lips when he rises up to kiss me. The romance deepens

Damien roared and followed, pumping rope after rope of cum so deep she felt it in her womb. He collapsed over her, still buried inside, and kissed the tears from her cheeks. His hand slid down to cup her cum-filled pussy possessively as they drifted off. “Mine,” he whispered into her hair. Isabella closed her eyes, chest tight with something far more dangerous than hate.

Meena’s POV I am plunged into a boundless, infinite field of mint with subtle hints of cedar, sandalwood and musk. I was snug as a bug in a rug while I swayed and rolled within its rich and intense aroma. The robust frame of my mate, the demon, one of the ruling deities of the underworld, is savagely pressed against my body, engulfing and embracing us with his fire and magic. He pinned my hands above my head, holding me in one place. However, one of the most powerful, fiendish and fearsome demons of the Soovare realm is not a fierce warrior, mage and telepath now. In front of me is an enflamed bulk of muscles, a devil’s embodiment with the look of an angel. The steel grey eyes are protruding

They were lesbian lovers. They stripped each other hungrily. Lauren’s large tits spilled free, dark nipples thick and erect. Sophia pushed her onto the bed, climbed on top, and ground their bodies together, moaning into each other’s mouths. Sophia latched onto Lauren’s dark nipples, sucking hard, flicking them rapidly with her tongue, biting gently. “Ohhh fuck, Sophia… yes, suck them harder! Bite me!” Lauren moaned loudly, hands tangled in Sophia’s red hair. Sophia kissed her way down Lauren’s soft belly, then yanked off her soaked black panties. Lauren’s pussy had plump, protruding lips glistening with wetness and thick strings of fresh cum.

Lucien was transported, into another realm of ecstasy, he could barely control himself and he gripped her head, guiding her fast, faster, damn, she had a mouth and tongue that did wonders. “look at her, taking that cock into her mouth like the dirty whore that she is, like she’s been starving for days”. “whore’s like her crave royal dicks”. Dianne balked, at their crude remarks, but her attention was on his cock, she so desperately wanted to breach his cool demeanor, wanted to see what really lies beneath that cool interior of who was Lucien da Vinci. As if that was possible by sucking his cock, but if she manages to at least catch a glimpse, she was more than okay with that.

He took a deep breath, attempting to control the storm brewing within him. “I loved your mother more than words can convey, you don't know how much I missed her,” he said, his voice strained. “Don’t question my feelings or motives. You’re too young to grasp the complexities of adult relationships.” But before he could continue, his daughter’s grief-fueled defiance took over. “Did you really love my mom? Or did you only marry her because of her wealth!” Elissa shouted. ‘slap’ In a surge of frustration, Alfredo’s hand met her cheek with a sharp slap. The sound echoed through the room, leaving an eerie silence. His eyes widened, realizing the weight of his actions, while his daughter’s tear-str

Lucia Lucia The disco lights flooded the floor as we stepped inside the room after going through some security checking devised by some of the guys from college. All they did during security check was to grope and palm my intimate parts and touch and graze their hands over my neck and hips. It was disgusting when I swat away their hands and ducked behind Calvin, one of the guys leaned down and spoke with a smirk growing on his face that sent terrifying chills over my spine. " Don't be sacred of us little princess, we are very good boys, " then another guy pointed my hand gripping Calvin's ones and said,

They can't do anything to help Memphis and Fleur cause they didn't know their story but their hearts hurting for them to have this situation because they love each other back then. "I forgive you too, M-Memphis! I-i'm sorry!" Fleur cries, "I am so sorry, Memphis! And———I Love You Too, L-Love!" That was the last word she says and let herself fall in the ravine.

Marisol moans and Chris groans as he sinks his fangs into her neck as he slides his cock deep inside her. With the Dhampir still lying on the end of the bed, Chris fucked Marisol hard and long, and each time he released his semen inside her, the symbols Marisol had Laurel painted on her abdomen over her womb would pulsate and glow slightly. After Marisol finally passed out, Chris’s eyes drifted down to where the Dhampir was lying; his chest was rising and falling quicker than it was when he entered. Not certain, but having a fair idea, he slipped out from under Marisol, got to his feet, and walked to the end of the bed.