His Wicked Seduction Novels & Stories

I dragged out, teasing him slightly as I dragged, teasingly against his length, swirling my tongue against his frenulum “F-fuck..do you know just how bad I’ve wanted to see you like this, kneeling and sucking me off, using that pretty plump lips to use, swallowing my cock like a slut.” That wasn’t supposed to make my body jerk. It wasn’t supposed to make me so freaking wet. “I- I’m sorry. Was that too much?” Adonis asked worriedly? Already bending to see if I was fine. I had stopped sucking him off and didn’t even realize it.

“ I don't understand, madam…” “ That's the perfect scent to lure the CEO into my sweet seduction…”.

I look at the neat black hair between her legs , she gives me a seductive smile hooking her leg around my waist. " I need you so badly Azriel." she moans seductively in my ear. A growl erupts from my chest as I push her on the floor. " Don’t you dare ever touch me you filth." I growl glaring at her. Marica is a nymph who has power of beauty to wrap any men around her finger , she is the exact definition of beauty but from inside it's all dark and filthy. " Azriel." she yells standing up. " Cover yourself up Marica because your seducing spells dont work on me." I roll my eyes.

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—”

My sweat was falling to his chest, and he sucked my breast and played with it with his hot, wet tongue. His powerful arms grasp my hand hard to prevent me from fleeing, but I am so weary; how can I escape from him? Ultimately, he will tell everyone that he is my husband. When I told everyone that I was fucked against my consent, no one would believe my story because Sebastian was hot and handsome, as with his desirable smoking appearance, no one could resist him but me! I give up after every thrust he makes and allow him to do whatever he wants until I collapse on his arms and fall asleep.

I can’t help but be bothered by the odd feeling he gives me. I squeezed both my thighs as he moved his two fingers to my center, and I appeared to want to get up. “Ohh, fuck!” I shouted out, knowing that the longer my nail remained behind him, the more of a scar it was creating. “Relax, sweetie,” he whispered before kissing me again. He also gently opened and closed my two thighs, where his finger went in and out. With each insertion of his two fingers into my entrance, my body writhed in ecstasy, like if I were crazy.

But regardless, it was beautiful to watch. "Who said women can't be seduced Akarui," he began. "Am serious, you'll have to seduce Cadeau if you want her, show her your physic, your muscles, get naked if you want, but the more repulsive she gets away from you the more she'll want you," "women can be seduced and I'll prove it to you, actually, she'll ask you to sleep with her." Akarui groaned in the back of he's throat shuddering in too much laughter, then went dead serious.

Ivy continued, her voice tightening, “that a seventy-year-old man walked into a vineyard and murdered his own son?” Marcus tilted his head. “Victor Blackwood isn’t exactly a fragile grandfather.” That part was true. Victor had built Blackwood Global from nothing. People in the industry used words like ruthless and untouchable when they spoke about him. Still— Murdering Julian? Sebastian finally turned away from the screen. “That footage could be edited.” Marcus nodded calmly. “It could.” “And if it is,” Sebastian said, “you’re a dead man for showing it to me.” Marcus didn’t look intimidated.

The night feels full of possibility instead of threat, my body still humming with the afterglow. Then I see him. Viktor leans against my car like he owns it, arms crossed over his chest in a pose designed to intimidate. His perfectly styled hair catches the lamplight, and his expression is dark with the kind of controlled rage I've learned to recognize as dangerous. My stomach drops as the fantasy bubble of the evening pops like soap film. "So you're coming here now," he says, his voice deceptively calm. "The Fatal Seduction." Shit. How long has he been waiting here? How did he even know I was here? The questions multiply in my head, but I force myself to keep walking. I won't let him see th

I Seduced My Boss’s Elegant Wife Until She Became My Desperate Little Slut Three weeks of getting fucked senseless by Damien had turned me into a greedy little addict. His cock was incredible. Thick, relentless, and always leaving me leaking his cum on the drive home. But the more he used me, the more I craved something even more forbidden. I wanted to corrupt his perfect, ice-queen wife. Elena Harrington was everything I wasn’t. Elegant, poised, rich, and always so fucking composed. The kind of woman who wore silk robes and pearls while drinking morning coffee. The thought of turning her into a dripping, cheating mess made my pussy throb every time I saw her.