Novel & Cerita Fourth Wing Spice

WARNING: Group Sex (FFFxMMM), Multiple Partners, Spanking, Choking, Rough Sexual Content, Creampies, Vulgar Language, Objectification. The Azure Queen cut through the midnight swells with a rhythmic grace, but the real storm was brewing inside the Captain's private quarters. The air was thick with the scent of expensive bourbon, salt air, and a heavy, mounting musk that made my skin prickle. My two best friends, Maya and Sarah, and I had chartered this vessel for a month of luxury, but tonight, we had decided to claim a different kind of service.

"Even his sister won't take his side. That tells you everything you need to know about who's at fault here." "Exactly. That woman is walking around in a low-cut tank top, flaunting everything while claiming to be just a friend. Does she think we're blind?" "Did you see the video? Look at her expression; she's practically marking her territory." "And knowing each other's bodies? Please. We all know that just means they slept together." Suzy was infuriated by their comments. Then, she dropped the act entirely. She straightened her back and sneered, "So what if we slept together?

"You know Wendy can't eat spicy food, but you still ordered all those dishes to share tonight. She rarely eats with us. Even if you don't think about me, you should have been more considerate of her. She has always treated you well." I could not move. It felt like a void had been created within my heart, and the cold seeped in. Be considerate of her? Then why had neither of them reminded me to ask what she could eat before I confirmed the order? Had I really been thoughtless, or had they simply never taken me seriously at all? "Look at you. I say one thing, and you're already pouting," Sean said as he opened his eyes with a helpless expression. He looked at me as though I were a child who wo

I could feel how wet I was, the slickness coating the insides of my thighs. I reached up and wrapped both hands around the base of him, stroking what my mouth couldn’t take. My tongue worked constantly, pressing and swirling whenever he pulled back, chasing the taste of him. Spit was running down my wrists now, messy and shameless, dripping onto the sheets between his legs. Cedric’s breathing grew heavier. His hips started to lose a little of that perfect control. The thrusts became shorter, deeper, and more urgent. The hand in my hair tightened just a fraction more, holding me exactly where he wanted me.

Yet, they all realize that it is all according to plan and none of them will be paired with the perfect chosen spice. “To have my double edge sword, my spy to look out for HIM and to monitor my little JK. In the future and to the last loop of seven. I need her to be your other half to fulfill the role of the spice.” He started to explain, laying out all the facts and the necessary ingredients that the four are listening intently about.

As I’m making my merry way to our table a hand juts out in front of me causing me to halt all actions. Aahhh the infamous Tiffany Wayne, Alanon Highs very own Queen Bitch. She’s been reigning since Grade 10, How? I have no clue. “Carbs? I would probably lay off if I were you.” She sneers, giving me her oh-so-crap smile. In her hand is a salad with croutons. Am I the only girl who hates salads... Blahhggg! “Aww that’s so cute, you thought I actually gave a shit... Cute man, bye!” I sneer right back making my way hastily to our table.

Elara The door of the Velvet Sin closes behind me with a dull click, muffled by the heavy bass beat vibrating the floor beneath my stiletto heels. Two minutes. Two damn minutes late, and already, I feel their gaze on me, his gaze above all. The air is thick, heavy with the smell of sweat, leather, and that sickeningly sweet cheap perfume the submissives spray on themselves before getting on all fours. The dim lights, blood red and electric purple, draw shifting shadows over the packed bodies, some already naked, others still clad in latex or lace, waiting their turn. I don't have time to adjust my dress—a piece of black silk slit to the hip, barely held by a studded leather belt—when his han

Ravi didn't care about their past, but such disrespect was unacceptable. Thunderous laughter erupted from Adrian. He advanced closer to Ravi, who refused to divert his gaze from the intense eyes of the silver-haired man. Adrian's wings spread wide, failing to intimidate Ravi into fear. Instead, Ravi stepped forward and growled, "You better do what you want soon; I'm truly disgusted by looking at you."

Spice asked in a broken voice and Royal stood up "Hey,are you crazy? What are you talking about??....." "Yes I'm crazy!! I'm crazy in love with you!! Why can't you see?!!!" Spice screamed. "Geez" Royal groaned and roughed his hair. "Where are you?" He asked. "I'm home" Spice replied. "I'm coming okay? Don't do anything stupid" Royal muttered and hung up. "You're going to her?" Angel asked. "She might do something crazy....."

It’s like a stare competition across the dinner table, and somehow Mia never seems to notice. Everyone was back home, and the throbbing began. Chloe can’t shake her spicy morning with Damien from her mind. Every replay came with a sharp electric surge throughout her body, and every surge caused a drip from her throbbing folds into her panties. Damien has noticed a few unusual movements from Chloe, and it’s not like Chloe has been his best fuck, but something is exciting about the forbidden nature of their relationship.