Novel & Cerita Fantasy Aphrodisiac Chocolate

She shoved a cup beneath my nose. I took a delicate sniff, inhaling the combined scents of vanilla, peppers, milk, and cocoa. “What’s this?” “An invention of mine.” She brought the cup to my lips. “Hellish hot chocolate. It’s fortified with pain killers, strength enhancers—” My mind switched off the moment I heard her suggest it might do something about the magic burning a hole in my chest. That was exactly what I needed right now, and I took the proffered drink and drank it in several gulps.

There’s something so wholesome and adorable about the way we’re sitting on the floor, scooted as close together as we can get, our knees interlocked. “My source revealed that the aphrodisiac was designed to enhance attraction that already exists. Being drugged only changes the fact that I did it when I did because I would have otherwise waited until Ava and I were over. The proof that it was going to happen eventually lies in the fact that the mark has yet to heal.” I want to pull away, not because I don’t want this but because I’m afraid of how badly I want it. If this all turns out to be wrong, I’ll be devastated. Yet for all my intent to protect myself, I dig my fingers into his thigh.

Taste me. I open eagerly, wanting it, needing to know what every part of this creature feels like. A tentacle slides between my lips, smooth and warm and tasting faintly sweet. It pulses as it pushes deeper, fucking my mouth with slow, rhythmic strokes. The taste intensifies, that sweetness flooding my senses, sliding down my throat. Good girl. Drink. Let it spread through you. Let it show you how much pleasure your body can hold. Whatever I'm swallowing is an aphrodisiac beyond anything human. My already overwhelming arousal doubles, triples. Suddenly every orgasm I've had feels like nothing compared to what I need. I need to be filled. Stretched. Fucked in ways no human could ever manage.

But he did loosen up a bit to hear what the bartender was about to say. “It was not me. I have a sickly mate, and a she-wolf offered me money just to put some kind of unscented powder in her drink. I swear! I’m not lying!” He did his best to spill out those words despite Jacob’s hand still on his neck. Then he pointed at someplace, and Ben grabbed a packet full of money. He also found some of the powder and tried to smell it. He shook his head, gesturing to us that it really does not have a smell. He rubbed some on his palm and fingers and focused his eyes on them. “I think it’s a combination of old and a new kind of aphrodisiac.” This only adds fuel to the fire. As if Jacob isn’t furious en

Tonight, I’d dosed her with an aphrodisiac manufactured by my big bad, just for me, and she’d drunk it down like the fool she was. The drug market had been thriving over the last few years, and my knowledge had come a long way from when I’d drugged Hunter’s food with the poison from the deep net. I wouldn’t ever make a mistake like that again. This aphrodisiac worked on anyone, with just enough of a delay for me to get the Omega bitch home before she started grinding up against me. ‘I shudder at the mere thought.’ ‘Ugh. Me, too,’ I agreed. I’d amused myself by listening to the Omega’s lies, letting her try to spin me a tale of her life as the Lost Luna of the desert without stepping on her o

I gagged, stumbling back as the taste lingered on my tongue. “What did you do?” I demanded, my voice shaking. “What did you give me?” Ava’s grin was predatory, her eyes gleaming with malice. “I gave you an aphrodisiac potion,” she said, her tone almost gleeful. “It’s going to loosen you up quite a bit.” Panic surged through me. “What am I getting loosened up for?” Ava’s smile widened, the moonlight casting eerie shadows across her face. “You’ll see…”

Yvonne could hardly believe what she had heard. She stared at Felix in disbelief. "Felix! I considered you a friend, and now you want me to strip myself?" How could he ask her to take off her clothes with such righteous conviction? It was truly disappointing. However, Felix was unfazed by her misunderstanding. He stood up and explained, "Trust me. This red wine has been mixed with a substance called Phytarone, a potent aphrodisiac. The formula for Phytarone has long been lost, and the remaining quantities are extremely rare. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

She perched on the arm of the couch. Victor's gaze still lingers on her "It's candy! It's delicious!" He adjust his seat at the sudden heat in him. His heart was beating hard. His jaw hardened. Helena, knowing what she was doing smiled lopsidedly. In her heart she cheered with joy. "Then why not lick it?" she smirked. Victor took a deep breath. Damn it. It was too late for him to realize what the witch lady was trying to do to him. She mixed something into his liquor. A lust potion that only a witch can make that can quickly arouse a man's sexual arousal.

Crushing the pill between his fingers, he rubbed the substance onto his chest. Only then did he realize the Blackarmored Boar had turned to stare directly at him. Blood vessels streaked its yellow-brown eyes as it squealed madly in his direction, slamming its armored back again and again against the iron cage. Not even Instructor Beff’s aura suppression could restrain it now. Logo’s forehead darkened with exasperation. Of course he knew what that pill was. An aphrodisiac. And not just any aphrodisiac, but one specially formulated to attract Blackarmored Boars.

Another synonym for chocoholics, because it should concentrate chocolate and sugar to leave them like a colorful popsicle, with confetti, and it jumped from illegal factories to the kitchen of the family home, with deaths from sodomy and cannibalism, sex for more than 36 hours, cooking the man with pheromones and sex waves, which made them combust and kill the woman.