Fullmetal Alchemist Lust Novels & Stories

His thumb trailed over her nipple slowly before pinching it, meanwhile Cyrus continued to work on the other one with his tongue. "I…umfh…I do." The supreme alpha was barely to grasp his actions and her body reacted to him in the utmost truthful way. Cyrus was no wonder an expert with his tongue which was still working over her upper body yet. They both did not care about the surroundings around them and the night fell romantically and the huge narrow walls around them. The lust was overwhelming enough to make them literally eat the shit out of each other.

he declared, each syllable imbued with the purest of intentions of his lust for her, as if every fiber of his being yearned to convey the depth of his affection to get pleasure. Her breath hitched, caught in her throat like a bird trapped in a cage of nerves. With widened eyes, she gazed at him, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm in her chest. "Ma…mas…mast… Master," she stuttered, each syllable a struggle to release the words tethered to her tongue. Her gaze fell to her lap, where her trembling hands sought solace, fingers entwining in a silent plea for reassurance. She was pure and innocent but deep down she understood his desire. The weight of her emotions hung heavy in the air, the room

Shock coursed through her as she heard Wayne inhaling her scent. "Hmmm. You smell so good, Leigh," Wayne commented, his voice laced with desire. The explicit remark elicited an automatic moan of pleasure from Leigh. As Wayne's lips made contact with her intimate core, an overwhelming wave of ecstasy washed over her. Her left hand instinctively gripped the handle of the stairs for support, while her right hand tangled in his hair. Wayne's skilled tongue explored her, gliding back and forth with an intensity that threatened to make her knees buckle. Leigh's gasps filled the air, her eyes tightly shut, lost in the sensations coursing through her body. She could feel the movements of Wayne's hea

Standing some seconds longer, with no response from Leonel, Alicia pushed open the door walking in, her eyes rested upon a naked framed Leo, laid upon his back, halting, she stood still watching his peaceful state, as he seemed to be asleep. Drawn over by lust, her reasoning being overtaken by desires, she matched forward, kneeling before him, she gave a lick to his cock, jolting Leo's body alive, as she quickly sunk down his legnth, taking it in to its shaft. Leonel groaned feeling the warm sensation which embraced him, bitting unto his lips, he tried retraining his moans, as he slowly placed his hands upon her caput, pressuring it downwords forcefully till she gagged, chocking as she pulle

The black mats squelched wetly beneath their palms and knees, sticky and warm from endless previous use. There were no warm-ups tonight. Only hunger. Elias grabbed Aurora by the hair and forced her face down into a fresh puddle of mixed cum. She licked eagerly, the thick, salty-bitter taste coating her tongue as Lucian mounted her from behind and slid his thick cock deep into her dripping pussy. Aurora moaned loudly into the filth, pushing back against him with shameless need.

"And a few centuries of hating me for a mistake I made two hundred years ago.” She tips her wine glass, takes a slow sip, and then slams her mouth onto mine. The kiss is hard and hungry. Warm, dark wine leaks between our lips, tasting like grapes and pure lust. I don't give a fuck that over fifty nobles are watching their Alpha and Luna. They can stare. We look like a fucking p**n show and I love it. My hand grips her slender waist, pulling her against me. She gasps and looks up at me, her pupils blown wide, swallowing the iris. “Careful," she breathes against my lips. "You actually remember how to want something."

Not with judgment, but with a raw, forbidden hunger. It's her best friend's father. And the way he looks at her, the way his own body betrays his dark desires, sparks a wicked new thought in Selena's mind. When a girl has nothing left to lose, revenge becomes a very tempting game. And what could be a sweeter revenge on the daughter, than to sin with the father? BRACE YOURSELF UP for the darkest, sensual, explicit, graphic romance you’ve ever read!!! EPISODE ONE: Nudes exposed, Lust awakened.

“Weren’t you the one trying to act all holy and innocent? Now you’re staring at my cock like a desperate little whore.” He smeared the leaking precum across my lips. Without thinking, I stuck out my tongue and gave the head a kittenish lick before wrapping my lips around it. Lord Edmund inhaled sharply through his nose. I took more of him into my mouth, bobbing my head as best I could with my hands tied behind my back. I relaxed my throat and took him deeper until my nose brushed against his pubic hair. The salty, masculine taste of him filled my senses. “God, fuck… you’re a natural,” he groaned, weaving his fingers through my hair and gripping tighter.

“Or should I just fix my hands in—?” He didn't give her room to breathe. He slid his fingers beneath the lace, finding the slick of her flesh. Rissa let out a broken, high pitched gasp, her fingers tangling in the bedsheets as he began to rub against her with a predatory rhythm. “A lot of meat...” he murmured, his voice thick with a dark, possessive satisfaction as he watched her undoing. “So much more than Finn deserves. You’re overflowing for me, aren’t you, boo?”

He looked deeply into her eyes, loving the look of utter lust that swept over her. He didn’t get to look long. She growled low in her throat in frustration, and pushed him onto his back. She moved above him, straddling his thighs. She pulled his shirt out of the waistband of his pants, unbuttoning it and pushing it open. She dragged her nails slowly down his chest, watching the skin turn slightly red, feeling him squirm on the bed under her.