His Wicked Seduction Novels & Stories

, " Bold Seduction " Alice laughed and eyed her mum, "Bold Seduction? That is the last thing that's possible, he wouldn't even let me come close, you need to see them during the party, he was all over her, dancing with her so close that they nearly kissed ", she narrated in disgust, " he takes her everywhere, he is in love with her and you think he's even going to spare me a glance",

I cry out, trying to reach back to soothe the heat, but he seizes my hand, locking it behind me. “Tell me what you crave, Angel.” His voice is a snarl now, low and commanding. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.” “something wicked.” I moan, trembling. “How wicked.” His voice presses, husky and demanding as he leans in, moving my hair to one side as he begins leaving wet, lingering kisses on my shoulder, sending sparks and tingles through me. “Fuck!… I want you to take my virgini…” Knock! Knock!

“On your knees.” Sophia dropped instantly, gracefully, her eyes already glazing with something like devotion. The sight sent an unwelcome pulse of heat between my thighs. I pressed my legs together, ashamed of my body’s reaction. Professor Voss addressed us. “Notice how he doesn’t rush. Seduction is not about speed. It is about breaking the mind before claiming the body.” Damien finally touched her — just one finger under her chin, tilting her face up. He spoke softly, but the microphone carried every word to us.

shouted the man with the cuckoo-clock eye. Sinteza made a clicking noise, even though he did not appear to have a tongue. “Yes, yes, that is clear. Alkin, your judgment has been as compromised as Sotirios’s. What you feel is a delusion brought on by demonic glamour and pheromones. Didn’t you heed the old rhyme? A succubus is a creature of lust, whose beauty ensures you’ll fall under her spell. ’Tis hard to resist the lure of her kiss, but if you succumb, she will drag you to Hell.”

Her breasts were round, firm, and more importantly, real. There was something about Sierra I had noticed over the years; she didn't have a plastic body like the other girls in the club. Maybe that's why I was drawn to her. “Among other things.” Sierra whispered in my ear. I shut my eyes, raising a hand. Still, part of her job was fake seduction for cash. “Stop.” I murmured. “Can I have that note back?” She asked, holding her hand out. I smirked. “You think I'm arrogant?”

Weak, she made me undeniably weak that father plagued my dreams at night cackling to the erupting feelings that grew mercilessly within despite my struggle to make it cease. Wicked female. She was a true temptress brazen with her seductive walks and sways of her curvy hips as though she appreciated what she was doing to me. Not one day passed where I could sleep tranquilly without releasing to the filthy image of her sprawled uncovered mewling beneath me my cock rammed deep into her weeping cunt as she begged for more, that was the type of male I was. I pictured her naked as I tore through her clothes baring those ample breasts to my dampened mouth eager for a taste and we could have had it

My breath shudders as I try not to give into his seduction. He reaches out, touching my leg under the water, the feeling so real I gasp. "Do you remember how my touch used to make you feel?" A burning need rears up within me, to grab him and pull him toward me. Fight the urge, knowing this isn't real, knowing that I can kiss him in this moment and I will wake tomorrow feeling nothing but regret. "Admit it to me, that you still want me," Marek continues, the firmness in his voice enough to convince me to admit it, to believe it.

Never in my wildest thoughts did I imagine my quiet, efficient secretary, the one who always hid behind corporate suits, was actually a sexy hottie who was craving me. I turned to her. Her chest rose and fell in quick, uneven breaths, her nipples still hard and proud, begging for my touch. It wasn’t my first time with a woman, but it was, without question, the best. And I already knew I wanted more. She caught me staring, and a soft smile curved her lips. “You fuck real good,” she whispered still panting I smirked, my gaze shamelessly glued to her chest. My hand slid over and closed around one perfect peak, teasing and rolling it between my fingers until she gave a sharp intake of breath.

He playfully spanked my left but and squished it with so much eagerness. "I want to see you dancing, babe. Come on!" He whined like a kid and put both of his hands behind his neck before licking his lower lip. "Come on." After a minute of convincing, his eyes finally lit with happiness when I stood up from his lap. I took my tie out of my hair and messed it up a little to seduce him. His lips parted when I took my shirt off in front of him, leaving me with my brassier. I swayed my hips from side to side, my hands roaming around my shoulder unto my breast, slightly fondling it.

Silver Wolf, the Immortal Seed.' His eyes glowed in the darkness he knew, as certain as night follows day, he knew he could breed her, he also knew she would not do it willingly, even though she was compelled she would resist this unconsciously. Somehow he had to get into her psyche and compel her to do as he asked and that would require a Witch, their magic would suppress her natural reaction to breed with anyone but her mate. His smile was pure evil, they had a Witch in their dungeons, one who would do anything he asked to gain her freedom, once his little Wolf was held under the Witch's magic tied to his bed he would spend a whole evening