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Violently convulsing as she came all over him. "He only needs to drain that bitch and then we'll be left with nothing, Adelaide!! Nothing!" He roared out, spilling into her and making that abnormally large amount of cum leak all over them. Onto his balls, over the throne. Niraxis wanted to retch by now, so sickeningly repulsed by the entire show. But that disgusted feeling was swiftly replaced by utter shock and horror as soon as she watched Adelaide rip a spike out of that chair with her bare hands before showing it straight into the middle of Mephistos' chest. What the fuck?!?

The snap of a branch sounded and together, Dain and I evaporated into shadow and smoke. When I reappeared in my suite naked and covered head to toe in dirt, the last thing I expected to see was Adley sitting on the bed eating strawberries, with nearly a dozen various bridal magazines floating in the air around her. For most, the pages turned at random while others ripped themselves out and drifted to a neat little pile towards the foot of the bed. Each one froze in mid-air as Adley noticed my appearance. Still chewing, she looked at me with wide eyes. Even though all common decency had flown out the window and over the cliffside, I grimaced and covered my breasts and vagina.

Adelina had had her own agenda since the start. If I didn’t live in a heavily guarded compound such as the Ethereal packhouse, she would’ve stolen the Book of the Damned as well. Perhaps she was currently cultivating her plan and waiting for the right time to put it in motion. With a flick of my wrist, I summoned a ball of red smoke and placed my hand on the front cover of the book. I wasn’t entirely sure what I was doing, but I was hoping I could charm the book to prevent Adelina from stealing it. I lifted my hand and was satisfied to see that the red smoke stuck to the book like a second skin.

She thought she was this close to nailing Carmela with the news from the pack witch but with the pack witch murdered and Tatum thinking he is Carmela’s mate, she is now back to square zero. She hears a loud pound on her door and her eyes snap from her reflection to the door just as it flies open. Adaline steps in and the gaze she sets on Leila reeks of malice and contempt. Her eyes are narrow and her fists are clenched. “When are you moving out?” Adaline blurts out curtly, picking Leila up and down with her scornful eyes. Leila gives her a stern look before she shakes her head, walks into her closet and shuts it behind her.

Lillie Damon stared out the window of her cabin. The lightning in the midnight sky illuminated the forest on Slaughter Hill. Wind hissed through the forests. Thunder rang with a loud explosion that echoed for miles. She was determined it was a suitable midnight to cast a spell upon her suitor Paul. She went into the shower. Lying down on the counter was a comb that Paul used to comb his hair. Lillie picked up the hair from his comb. Lillie stepped onto the back deck and cleaned the soil off the underside of his loafers. She continued into the backyard and ignited a picture of him and picked up the ashes. She was squatting on the floor with torches all around her. The gleam of the torches pro

"Where are the elixirs?" A tall shadow on the floor crossed Adeline's barely open eyes. The shadow was of a bulky man, his frame strong and sturdy, and on his hand was a whip. When his deep voice reached Adeline's faraway consciousness, the hairs at the back of her neck stood up. She clenched her fist in anger, despite losing every inch of her being. "We... don't have... such thing," Adeline replied in a hoarse voice, gritting her teeth.

she said in a hoarse whisper and started to suck on his neck. Damien could feel himself slowly losing control. This isn't good. She was high, and he was not. He should stop her. "Damien," Adeline took his hand and placed it under her shirt, urging him to grab her breast. "Fuck me. Please, Damien, I can't take it anymore. I'll be better than all of your hoes. You'll see. I want to be your only hoe. Don't you want me?" she pouted. "My body is burning. Do something, make me feel good," she croaked out.

Her deep blue eyes and thick and long eyelashes gently rested on her eyelids, like a small fan. Staring at Alan all the time, he couldn't help but praise in his heart, "What's wrong with the men nowadays? They are all so beautiful. I used to think that Adrian's skin was very good, but now I see him. His delicate and smooth skin has a little wheat color, and his whole body is charming." "If you keep looking at me like this, I will misunderstand you..." A ghost-like voice came from beside him. Adeline was so frightened by the sudden voice that he turned around. Alan was pinned down on top of her.

My hole fluttered again, empty and sore, and she unbuckled the harness with quick, practiced movements and set it aside on the desk. I lay there flat on my back, covered in my own cum with my chest heaving and my legs still spread. The collar still snugged around my throat, my ass throbbed, and my hole ached in the best way. My mind felt foggy, calm, and floaty, like the world had shrunk down to just her and this desk. Adeline looked down at me, her eyes soft now, almost tender. She dipped one finger into the warm mess on my stomach, scooped up a thick stripe of cum, and brought it to my lips.

The curtains waved gently behind her. Rain and Jace waited for a few minutes. They could smell the tea leaves brewing and some warm cakes from baking. "I don't like it here! We're just wasting time. We'd better hurry to your father's apartment!" Jace got up from the knitted sofa. "But, this is rude! At least I want to sip the tea!" Rain was annoyed because she was very thirsty and hungry. Adaline stirred the tea in a white cup coated with gold paint. Her smile grew as her left hand spun a grain of powder that no one knew what it was. Her lips kept humming as if she was chanting a spell.