His Wicked Seduction Novels & Stories

And it is so irritating to rely only on our imagination about what will come next, that I admit I deserve a little of her malice by way of punishment. And now instead of two cubes, it is two wet whiskey-flavored fingers entering my mouth and I could not resist sucking them erotically until I bit them gently just to tease him, if only a little, given my unfavorable position for the moment. However, what I thought was a simple tease, aroused Adam's wild spirit to the point of tearing off the dress of "millions", leaving me completely naked on a cold hotel lounge surface.

Her voice, when it finally escaped her lips, carried a seductive undertone, laced with wickedness. "Ah, Jackson," Helen purred, her voice laced with a macabre charm. "Such ambitions suit my tastes well. But in exchange for such power, I require a token of utmost significance—a young blood, fresh and untainted." She demanded and Jackson knew the secret of her beauty. Young blood. He has provided that a lot for her. A wicked smile crept across Jackson's face, matching the wickedness in Helen's own. He had anticipated her request, knowing that such power came at a price. His eyes flickered with a dangerous glint as he nodded in agreement, his voice dripping with dark enthusiasm.

Not only that, but Hades didn’t need to trick anyone into going to bed with him. “A bastard who committed minor crimes.” Before I could speak, Hades raised his palm. “Miss Aibek, you need to understand that there’s an ocean of difference between seducing women for fun and profit, and shooting a man in the kneecaps, beating him to an inch of his life before shooting him again in the chest and then setting him alight?” My lips puckered. When he put it that way, he made me sound like the villain. “But—”

Usually I'd sit and watch. I might even hoot and holler in encouragement when they stand up bound for a bedroom. The ones with a bit of shame usually give up then, but there are others, people who would rather die than not commit that bit of betrayal. I always view seduction as an art most employed by those who need a tug to convince. Whoever is being seduced is either too much of a wuss to actually go after what they want or cheating on someone who is already committed to them. A voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Suck it like my cock, bitch." Elena hollowed cheeks around the silicone, tasting Vivienne's essence again, drool bubbling as Ace railed her. The dungeon pulsed whips cracking on other subs nearby, moans harmonizing, the metallic clink of chains constant. Her third squirt built under the assault, pussy clenching Ace's pistoning cock. He pinched her welts, reigniting fire, and she exploded jets soaking his thighs, puddling beneath the bench, the splash audible over cheers.

He was purposely luring me with those crystalline eyes. "I'm willing to help you practice denying the temptation of men," he said, making it sound severely sexy. "Do it to me." I squirmed my hands, winced my eyes, and he sniffed my neck. The trivia is correct: everyone is extra lustful when drunk! No one will know that someone has a talent for seduction until they get drunk! The nature of my half wolf slumbering within me was begging for pleasure. Who says I'm going to be a nun? a moon's proxy? I just found the tip of my fingers traveling on his naked back. However, he fell sound asleep.

Even as Uther narrowed his eyes from watching the pair, he was unable to tell what was going on despite keeping one eye on them and the guests who had taken turns to speak to him. "You're just like them, ALWAYS wanting something, ALWAYS using and finding despicable means in order to achieve your goals” Skye stopped moving, allowing them some respite from dancing. “You wanted your friends here so badly… well-” Skye whispered, his voice reminding her of honey. Sweet but deadly and right now- she had fallen for his trap. "Well done, now will be their last night of freedom before I punish you all. Most of all you..." Skye hissed in anger before moving his head back slightly to see her expression

he sighed, surrendering, while mechanically rearranging his messy hair into the same messy look. “Seems like the big bad wolf is putty in my hands,” I teased while grabbing a fistful of his thin dress shirt, brining him closer to me so his lips would go back on mine. A disturbingly arousing growl was all the answer I was given before he made sure to show me just how much I, too, was affected by him. This was an alpha’s seduction, baby, and alphas do not fail.

"I was not part of the chat group earlier, so I didn't know Samuel had such a wonderful habit of paying people to seduce his own girlfriend. "That made me waste around two or three years. But this year, I finally got my chance."