Novel & Cerita God Of Seduction

SEVENTH SEDUCTION Amech Sunday DIRTY MEETING ON A HEARTBREAK NIGHT. *NOTE: Every POV is Lilysaint’s voice, except where noted.* “I know what you want,” I said, breath ragged, fighting to hold my emotions in check, “but I’m going to let you have it.” It was driving me insane. I couldn’t hold back anymore. “What do I want?” The slim, tall man asked, his arm slung casually across my shoulders like he already owned the moment.

It was like the gods or whoever the higher powers might be, had smiled upon him and handed him an incredible gift. He had locked the door and the room had no window so he was stuck in the room with Sierra. As he stared at her he felt a hot, sinking need to be inside of her, to dominate her body and soul, before he killed her. He found some rope and tied her hands and feet to the bed posts, he took every precaution necessary when it came to Sierra, especially after their last encounter!

A god admiring something he had made. He didn’t touch her right away. He walked her to the fireplace, motioned for her to kneel. She obeyed. He brought a soft blanket, spread it beneath her knees, and sat in the chair behind her. Then he simply watched her. Her back straight. Her head bowed. Her body exposed to the warmth of the flames. “I want you to touch yourself,” he said. She blinked. Slowly parted her legs. “Slow. One finger. No coming until I say.”

he motioned with a finger. Serena approached him with a slow pace, relishing the forbidden thrill of being in his father's house. The way his eyes darkened with desire and primal hunger as he watched her walking towards him ignited a passionate fire within her. "I adore the intoxicating scent of your arousal, your eagerness to be wet for me," he whispered, forcefully guiding her towards the bed. He spread her legs apart and dived into her core, his mouth passionately engaging with her intimate area. A loud gasp escaped her lips as his tongue expertly flicked up and down her sensitive folds, his lips pressing firmly against her supple flesh, while he indulged in nibbling and lapping up her sw

She smiled coyly and deliberately licked her lips. Micah gulped, his breathing growing heavier. She rose with an air of seduction. After that, Sandra approached Micah and sat on his lap with her arms encircling his neck. "Micah…" she called out gently. At that moment, it was as if Micah was under a spell as he involuntarily reached out to hold Sandra's slender waist. Her delicate index finger traced circles on his chest, stirring an urge within him. Sandra looked up at Micah with an alluring gaze.

I turned around and slide down the length of the door and when I finally felt the floor support me I became sitting with my head against my knees pressed up against my only way out. 'What interest would a god have in me? What interest would Enosos have in me? He was the god of seduction, he could have anyone and yet he has demanded me since I was nothing more then an innocent child. How could I be his? How could he claim that power over me?'

"God of Sex here goes your Angel of desire, I want to feel you I want to look at you I like you very much, I already want to feel your hands caressing me, well thanks to life that put me to this man with deep blue eyes that kill me with desire. She went out walking happily, wiggling sensually, until she reached where the meeting was going to take place, one entered from one side and the other from the other side. Mark entered a place where it was half lit, he only heard a voice that pointed out to him where he had to stand. "God of sex please stand where the red heart is, do not move while your partner Angel of desire does her work, then she will stand on the other heart and you will do the

A common mortal like him didn’t come close. “You and I aren’t exactly the same.” He struggled to string his words together as he grunted and growled at the same time, grinding his teeth, fighting to break out of this spell Hera’s sweet hypnotic pussy had put him under. Mission impossible. “You committed a grave sin against the gods themselves. Against the moon goddess…” An angry, finished growl escaped his lips again as she pushed her pelvic forward, capturing his cock deep inside her again, holding it still for a moment, tight against her walls, before she resumed fucking him, her huge boobs bouncing as she took all of him.

For me, facing God's image is a pre-test of my doomsday, because even listening to his word, it points a way, but to my mind it is not that of repentance or surrender. “ Father, your blessing…”, I ask kindly. “ God bless you, child!”, he answers tenderly. I can barely see his face. He is a man in his forties and vain enough to wear a perfume. His face is not bad either, as you can see his round face, brown eyes, and well-groomed beard. They are the bare minimum needed to draw sighs from the more coy women of faith. “ I lusted after my friend's boyfriend.”, I omit the truth, “ I am thinking of doing something to redeem myself…”

Julie seemed to have become flustered when she was under Maia’s spell of seduction; after all, Maia was the Goddess of sexual prowess, playfulness, and wishes. “Blake, do you want this body? It’s a temptation that can provoke any man to lose his senses.” Maia teased. “Julie is a wonderful woman along with yourself. Bringing beauty to the peak of existence. Many men would fall for you both.” Blake admitted. “Then why are you not responding in kind?” Maia asked, looking at his still, soft manhood through the water.