Dorian Electra Nude Novels & Stories

Soon the narrow path ended and it looked like they were in the middle of nowhere. "What is this place" her dad said as the looked around . "I'm confused also" she replied looking at the vast empty space. "Well well well" The almighty one said with a small clap as he walked to stand behind them. Shocked , they turned to face him immediately. "Look who we have here!" He said with a smirk. "If it isn't the Elected one" He added , Athena's brow creased as she stared at him. Athena's POV "If it isn't the Elected one!" The weird guy in front of us said and my brows creased in confusion .

He would never be. His body trembled with pleasure. Mine, with power. And yet, even now, I felt that gap. That cold place where Dorian should be. Why won’t you come to me? I pressed my lips to Giovanni’s ear as he wrapped his arms around me. “You’ll keep going, won’t you?” I whispered. “Draining the ones who beg. Killing the ones who deserve it. You’ll do it for me.” He paused. “Is that what you want, Tatiana?”

He asked and she blushed. She nodded her head, permitting him to go ahead. Darian pulled down her shorts and all the clothes she had on her, he admired her body as she sat naked on the bed. Smiling, he licked his lips. "I can never get tired of doing this to you." He reached for his trousers and gently undid the belt. "You will always be mine, you won't want anyone but me and I will always be yours, Lena." He spread her legs apart and buried his head underneath her.

“He hung me up, I think. My throat’s been weird this whole morning. I thought I was coming down with something, but it felt kind of suffocating? So I think the doll probably got hung from something.” “Like those sunny dolls? What kind of kink is that?” I frowned and softly touched the doll’s neck. There was a sewing crease there, so it made sense for wrinkles to appear around that area. I could imagine the doll being tied up and hanging like a sunny doll. The more I looked, the more the sight of the crease began to irritate me. It almost looked like someone had wrapped a rope around its neck. I wanted nothing more than to smooth it out.

Dorian: Tell me what you’d do if you were here right now. Me: Lock your door. Push you onto the bed. Climb on top and kiss you until we’re both stupid. Me: Then I’d grind on you until you’re begging. Dorian: Fuck, Ezra. Dorian: Keep going. Me: I’d strip you slow. Kiss down your chest. Suck marks into your skin where no one can see. Me: Then I’d take your cock in my mouth. Slow at first. Just the head. Tease you with my tongue until you’re leaking.

There would be no escaping the clutches of the three men as they surrounded her, scowling down at the princess. Dorian smiled, gently placing his hands on her shoulders as he began to speak. “You have been caught. Isn’t that a shame ...” His grip tightening as his smile increased, his demonic yellow eyes locked onto the princess. His elongated nails savagely dug into her shoulders, causing Elika to whimper in pain as she squeezed her eyes shut. “I’m sure my old friend has something in mind for you, no doubt it’ll be an old trick of mine.”

Electra asked angrily and got a napkin out of her purse and started cleaning her face. "Don't go near my boyfriend again..." she said and Electra was looking at her like she has lost her mind. "What boyfriend! Are you crazy? You know what... whatever... I don't have time for this" and she was about to turn around to not create any scene when Rihana pulled her hand and she winced. I can see Rihana pressing her nails hard into Electra's flesh but she was not reacting much in front of others. It was like she is trying hard that no scene is created... probably in front of the investors, she doesn't want it.

"Oh goddess... Ah... Aah... Oh my g-gosh... Ah...Your cock's...stretching me...wait..Aah...s-so good, Dorian.... Agh...Aaah–!! Oh fuck–" "And how will you thank me?" Dorian asked with a grunt as he pushed right in. Ezra's hole did the thanking, clenching around him tighter. "You're squeezing around me like this... Good, very good. I'll punish your naughty hole without any mercy." "Then...Ah– wreck me... aagh– if you can," "Oh, you don't dare a horny vampire, little Omega," Dorian warned. "I dare to. So...prove how good...your waist is. Show me..." The rest of the sentence didn't make it out of Ezra's mouth as a now-determined Dorian increased both the rate and the already alarming intensity

Electra momentarily forgets to breathe. Her hand drops from the door knob. Her face pales as blood drains out of it. Her saucer-like eyes are fixed on the woman. Her lips are parted. Her gaze trails the length of the woman. Tall. Blonde. A pretty face. Bright eyes and full, long lashes. A perfect pointed nose. Full lips, too full, Electra briefly wonders if the lips were natural or Botox injected. Fair skin that screams precise care and expensive skin care products. She's wearing a black clinging dress that contrasts perfectly with her skin and carves out her perfect curves.