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Devanna noticed my reaction and just chuckled. "They are creatures who are almost the same as us, they have self-esteem, have shame .. can feel disappointed and humiliated, therefore ... don't make them offended. You understand what I mean?" I just nodded, I returned to processing the dough until it was ready to be put into the oven. Devanna invited me to sit aside. There is a sofa in pink and red there. We sat side by side while waiting for the oven to sound. "It's a slightly different world. Did Charlie tell you... That I have fairy blood from my grandfather's line?"

I couldn’t do either. Instead I grabbed my sketchbook from the passenger seat and flipped it open. The pages were filled with half-finished pieces for the showcase — twisted bodies in shadow, hands gripping too tight, eyes that looked suspiciously like storm-gray ones staring back at me. I tried to work on the centerpiece, the one that was supposed to capture raw human connection. But every line I drew curved into broad shoulders, inked skin, the way Damien’s jaw tightened right before he came inside me. It was disgusting how much of him had seeped into my art. How much of *us* had taken over everything.

It transforms the adventure through my collection into something truly extraordinary! ASIN: B0DQ81GWJC ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to my talented art designer, Rebekah, for the stunning digital paintings, that you can find on my P*******t page just by searching Unusualdee, and the beautiful book cover. A special thanks goes to Light and Gem for their invaluable feedback as my Beta readers. I also deeply appreciate all the other wonderful members of the SBAR (Smut Book Avid Reader) club for their unwavering support throughout the journey of compiling these smut stories. Your encouragement means the world to me.

He groaned as the last of his sperm poured out of him and I finally opened my mouth and licked the tip. I pulled back and then smiled up at him. “You are one daring young lady,” he told me. He was grinning as he said the words. I smiled back as I pulled away. My face was covered in his thick, oozing sperm. I held his gaze as I slowly licked my lips. He groaned, “You’re the devil.” I grinned. “Tell me about it. Listen I have to clean up,” I said. I adjusted my dress pulling it back into place to cover my bare buttocks and adjusted my bra to cover my engorged breasts. My panties were completely ruined, I thought looking over at where the torn pieces lay in the grass.

After all, that kind of pain could still make people have nightmares in the middle of the night, even if decades had passed. When Caspian fell into the underground river, he noticed the twisted inscription pattern on Xander. Hence, Caspian, who had absorbed the memory of an inscription master, recognized that the lines on Xander's body were known as Vicious Body Inscription. These patterns turned him into an invincible deity.

Ara sat at her desk just before bedtime, staring at the blinking cursor on the screen. Writing had completely changed for her. No longer was it just a job or a creative outlet. Every word she typed now was a way to process the terrifying truth. Damon Marshall owned her. Every orgasm, every rough thrust, every filthy word he whispered had rewired her completely. She wrote to make sense of how addicted she had become to the man who had bought her for one month. She wasn't sure what she would do with herself when the contract expired.

(ongoing) Dissonance and Harmony: The story of a high school girl who has to face her rapist at his sentencing hearing and deal with her PTSD from that night. Graphic violence and rape scenes. (completed) b. i Story: Heartless Angels: Werewolf story about Oakley, a descendant of the Moon Goddess, who was rejected and abused by her original mate, her family, and her pack and her journey to find out who and what she really is. Graphic violence and, you guessed it, smut. (ongoing)

The potion had created a protective layer camouflaging her olive skin and hair which made her look as normal as everyone else's except for the fact that she is of a completely different color from head to toe. Devians have genetically gray-colored skin, varying only in shades. They didn't need any kind of protection for it, since their gray pigmentation creates a defensive layer that naturally resists heat. Though like a soothing balm, it helps them alleviate any kind of discomfort. So for Camilla, it may appear to be a feat of magic. When the woman finally relaxed in her sleep. Mary proceeded to cover her in a mint leaf blanket for more comfort and left her to recuperate.

Toussaint didn’t stop kissing his napes, although a little more subtly as he pinched his nipples, then down to his cock that was growing again. “Why does your body say otherwise?” Toussaint’s voice was now deep again, lustful and sinful. “I don’t know,” Jace whispered as he turned to face Toussaint, sitting on his thighs and inches away from getting a new sore asshole. “It’s just… this is the biggest job I’ve gotten in a long while. I’m not ready to fuck it up.” “I understand,” Toussaint whispered as he pushed a wet strand of Jace’s curls back. He pulled him closer and kissed him.

My Depraved AI (1) I stared at the sleek black crate in the middle of my living room, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and forbidden excitement. After months of coding in isolation, I had finally done it. I have acquired the forbidden firmware patch and installed the illegal sentient core into my new hyper-realistic companion. There would be no more lonely nights spent tweaking algorithms or craving touch that never came. Tonight, he will wake up for me.