Empire Of Lust Novels & Stories

Filth and Fire Intro; Some cravings are not meant to be tamed. They’re meant to destroy. Vera Leclair was supposed to be off-limits. She is too young, too sweet, too breakable. But Émile Rousseau never cared for rules especially not when they stood in the way of obsession. She walked into his gallery looking for art. She left with a leash around her throat and her soul in his hands. Émile doesn’t love. He owns. A self-made billionaire known for his cold detachment and darker appetites, he keeps his lovers bound in silence used, ruined, forgotten.

] [“That is what the Empire needed, Your Majesty.” Vailan looked at the other official who said that, [“You mean, men can never resolve anything unless they have women? The very first problem we have in this Empire is having more than one wife when one is more than enough. Someone tell me, why is men lusts for other women even when married?”] Some of the officials coughed, some cleared their throats in disturbance of his question and the Prime Minister asked back, not bothering to answer him, [“Your Majesty, this is not a problem. It has been custom that an Emperor must marry Concubines to widen his range of connections. Why is that hard for you, Your Majesty?”]

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The Emperor said and rose from the tent. “Where are you going?” The Empress asked. “I’m going to inspect the troops, we have a long journey back to the city, and we still are carrying the stones in our caravan.” The Emperor then left the Empress to her thoughts. “It’s all that bastard’s fault. If he hadn’t pushed Ma into such an embarrassing state on his wedding night.” The Empress reiterated, clutching her fists in anger. She had been feeling sexually frustrated, and her husband had not been paying any attention to her. It was dangerous here in the encampment to do anything with her husband so near.

“You can.” His tongue pressed against her again and he sucked her fluttering clit into his mouth. His tail kept going, fucking into her with ruthless abandon, all while his sinful mouth devoured her clit. It was bad. But so good. It shouldn’t be happening. But gods it was. It was forbidden, this kind of reckless lust. The elders used to preach about lust like this, about this kind of reckless desire. Adelaide would laugh about it as Liam explored her willing body. But this was more. More destructive. More volatile. This was The Devil.

Hearing that, he bowed his head again, his body trembling at the thought of how powerful the Northern Continent was, even though they were attacking with just one continent. The evil emperor finally dismissed the man after explaining the empire’s situation, and as the atmosphere grew quiet, black smoke appeared out of nowhere, transforming into a woman wearing revealing clothing with a sexy figure. The woman sat on the evil emperor’s lap, resting her head on his hand while one hand touched his own face. The evil emperor did not resist or fight back despite being touched by the woman. Instead, he smiled at the woman on his lap with affection. “Is everything going well?” the woman asked with a

“Your Majesty, “I can explain—” “Explain what?!” The Heavenly Emperor’s voice thundered through the hall, rattling the very building. “How you kept the Dark Lord as your secret lover for eight years?!” The words struck like a slap. Eron froze, his jaw clenched, his breath ragged. “You went against my decree!” the Emperor continued. “You belong to Lord Dareth, yet you went ahead and sullied yourself. You stooped so low as to consort with a filthy demon.”

He wanted her no matter how stubborn she was. The New World Emperor was the leader of the whole New World and there was no woman he could not get. At that moment, two New World soldiers arrived and dragged Yvonne away from the Full Energy Hall. The Cult Mistress’s heart sunk upon seeing Yvonne being sent away. At that time, the New World Emperor’s eyes turned to look at Monica and smiled. That woman was beautiful but pregnant. It would be inappropriate for the Emperor to take a pregnant woman as his mistress. “Lord Kenny.”

He tug at my n¡pple as his tongue lashed out wickedly on the other. I dig my fingers into his hair as his to tongue slid down my skin, wicked– teasing. "Oh God!.." I moan out helplessly. I do hope the walls are sound proofed. I tug at his hair helplessly as he worked his mouth down my bare skin. Gently sliding my panties down his dark eyes roam down my entrance. I squirm at his open show of lust. Holding my thighs in place he lowers his head between my upraised legs and I let out a short gasp as his warm tongue slids over my my wet entrance. I shut my eyes and grabbed the sheets for support. Gary slids his tongue slowly over my mound. My whole body shiver in sheer ecstasy and I'm moaning out

By the end of the week half the Southwest bought from the woman who took the pit with a detonator and a soaked cunt. And every night, after the cash was counted and the bodies were gone, Dax and Lula tore me apart in the back of the Charger— mouths, cock, fingers, tongues— until I screamed the desert down. I was no longer the payment. I was the debt. I was the interest. I was the fucking empire. And the road just got longer, darker, and a whole lot wetter.