Game Lust Novels & Stories

He flinches as he answers the question. Heimdall shakes his head a bit as Adrian asks the question. Adrian says "Well I certainly am done here. Lena he's all yours." He steps out from the corner and walks out from the conversation area. Lena turns back, rubs her palms together and shoots a straight beam into Lust's chest from a long distance. A loud "biiitzzzz" comes out from the impact and lust destroys the chair from the blast. A huge smoke comes out from the area where lust sat. All their eyes widened in surprise as her beam made a loud bang with the body of lust. He scrreches in pain as he got severely burnt by the blast.

, she whispers, as if every word is a dangerous secret. “Games? I once heard them talking about going to play somewhere... but they weren't clear. I thought it was card games, I don't know”, I whisper back. “It's sex. There's everything you can imagine from explicit games to all kinds of tastes. You can only enter if you're invited, and you sign a liability contract and Didi will try to get me in under a false name. Would you like one?” I shake my head in disapproval. “I don't know if that's my thing.”

he growled, thumb grinding my clit, “or I fist this cunt till you pass out.” The chat exploded: $5K – FIST HER $10K – MAKE HER SQUIRT ON THE RELIC Mara straddled my face, pussy dripping, and silver rings cold against my lips. “Lick,” she hissed, grinding down. I did—tongue fucking her, tasting salt and sin, and her moans shaking through my skull. Luca added a fourth finger, stretching me wide, and knuckles dragging. I came hard, pussy clenching, and squirting over his wrist, soaking the velvet, the stone, and the fucking relic beneath the chaise.

He absolutely refused to create a public spectacle. Forcing his gaze away, he turned back to Matthew, who was still practically drooling over Emma. This fucker. Alexander coughed harshly to break the man's trance. He could see the raw emotion swimming in Matthew's eyes. It was lust. Pure, unfiltered lust, and it made Alexander want to reach across the table and claw the man's eyes out. Gritting his teeth, he took another scalding sip of coffee. "Shall we discuss the deal now?"

His hand didn't leave mine as I struggled to cover my stained shirt. "I think I saw you in my class-" He said. "Don't scare her bro" His friend said as they laughed. He chuckled looking back at me. "I am not scary, Am I ?" He asked, I just looked away. Our college didn't have the stereotypes they showed in shows on N*****x or TV. But every college has the popular kids type. He was that. The popular guy every girl liked. He was liked by the teachers even cause he was pretty rich and very nice. Only to the girls. He was the playboy who slept with three girls with no relationships with either of them.

But his is said with a certain degree of playfulness. I stop for a moment, watching the grown ass man giggle at something so childish that he had done. Is he okay? I swear he acts like he is mental at times. Or maybe he’s perfectly fine. And this is just his attitude— I know him to be manipulative. He plays games on your mind, and will leave you disoriented. I hear of gambling games back in the human world, and I was opportune to sit through a few games, which at the end, got me in trouble with the King of Alkhemi. But what I learned from that, is that Lust is a master of gambling games. He is manipulating you each time he moves. If he was at the games, he would take your money and you would

- She sound desperate, lust dripping from her dark eyes. Lia couldn’t get over the fact that Rayn turned her out not once but twice. Once at his wedding day and the second time today, at the airport when Aurora went to bathroom. From the beginning Lia had high drive of sex, whenever Rayn and lia had intimate she was the one who lead on bed and this sight was such a turned off for Rayn and most important Lia was too loud on bed which Rayn hated with his gut. Gabriel, lia’s boyfriend had never satisfied her with sex, she wants more, she need more. And Rayn, he was beast on bed, she liked his dominance, his aggressiveness his rough sex. He was the only one who can calm her nerve down when it ca

“That was a warning.” “Yes,” Lucian said. “And an invitation.” She looked at him. “To what?” “To a game he thinks he controls.” Her chest tightened. “And you?” Lucian met her gaze. “I don’t play games I don’t intend to finish.”

I reached down, my fingers fumbling with the button of his trousers, desperate to feel the heat I’d been craving. Sensing my urgency, Gab pulled back just enough to strip them off, tossing them carelessly onto the floor. He stood over me for a heartbeat, clad only in that crisp white dress shirt, looking every bit the powerful man he was. I didn't let him stay standing for long. I slid off the couch, dropping to my knees on the thick rug at his feet. I looked up at him, my red lipstick probably smeared, but I didn't care. I reached out, my hands wrapping around his thick, heavy length. The skin was hot, and as I started rubbing the flesh up and down, I watched his face transform.

he growls low. They waste no more words. I’m thrown face-down onto the wide couch, ass up high like an offering. Luara swings a leg over and lowers her shaved, juicy pussy onto my mouth. Her taste floods me—sweet, musky, and warm—as I bury my tongue deep inside her, licking and sucking her clit while she grinds against my face. At the same time, Filou lines up behind me and slams every thick inch of his massive black cock into my cunt in one brutal thrust. The sudden stretch forces a muffled scream from my throat against Luara’s flesh. His heavy balls press against me, and within seconds my pussy is creaming heavily around him, coating every vein as he pulls back and drives in again, the wet