Jamie Demons-king Nude Novels & Stories

I've never been a fan of violence but I won't lie that I love watching my man in action. And the way my voice thundered powerfully when I rolled off my command, goddess, Drayce loved it because he looked at me as if he wanted to devour me. He looked sexy when he torture Damien, pulling his nails out, peeling the skin off his face, doing it again and again when it's regenerate and stabbing a corkscrew into his eyes. Damn, the bad boy vibes coming from him was such a turn on. Damien deserve it for being such an evil person, he tried to resist my command but ended up confessing after suffering intense nose bleeding.

“You’re wrong...” “I DIDN’T LOVE YOU! I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU!! WHY WOULD I LOVE SOMEONE WHO KILLED MY MOTHER?!!” “What?? W-What are you t-talking about? I didn’t kill anyone...” I swear, I didn’t kill anyone. He’s mad at me? I do not know why and I am confused by what he said that I killed his mother. I can not kill a person... I can’t do that. “Don’t lie to me, Eunice! I hate it when someone lying on me! You’re such a demon!!” I bit my lower lip, did I hear it right? H-He call me d-demon?

It seemed more humiliating than to bear. “Father, I don’t think the king is neglecting you. Maybe he has some important work to do,” said the demoness to calm his father’s flame. Apart from this, she also had another intention, as she did not want to miss this chance to have the king as her husband. The charming devil was everyone’s desire, and she couldn’t contain her excitement when she laid eyes on him.

ALANNA My heart starts to beat faster, my stomach churning uneasily. The king sits up, his burning gaze intense. I swallow hard, my gaze rooted to the floor. I have just committed a crime. What's my punishment? What if they decide to whip me a hundred times? What if I'm going to be thrown into a furnace? "I'm s-so s-s sorry, I shouldn't have c-come h-here. P-please don't be mad at me. I'll be g-good from now on" I stutter, tears blurring my vision. I'm panicking too much to even notice that the king has gotten out of bed and is now standing right in front of me with his robe untied. I don't notice his presence until I perceive the sweet smell of roses and lavenders. Oh my God. What smells so

Ruby retorted. "And you're killing mine with your short skirt." Aleister responded leaning against the battle-ax and directing her a flirtatious smile. As he had said the witch was wearing a black crop top which exposes her violet bra strap paired with a purple outdoor short skirt while the demon wore a black t-shirt, camouflage pants, and combat boots making him look quite military. "Just get back to work." she deadpanned. "Got it boss." the demon saluted before walking off to cut down another pitiful tree.

Damien sat at his desk, a video call open on his computer screen. On the other end, Selene was completely naked. She had her legs spread wide with no shame whatsoever, her fingers pumping rapidly in and out of her dripping pussy, slick sounds filling the room. She moaned at the screen: "Alpha, you scared me so bad yelling at me on the phone… but I want you so much right now. Does that big cock of yours miss me?" Damien sat there stone-faced, but his fly was already undone, his thick, veined cock standing fully erect.

He pressed against the magic button inside him and Jamie mewled out his legs shaking as a bit of cum released to him stomach. “ Sensitive, who would have guessed.” Matteo said as he scissored his fingers inside adding another one. Jamie buried his face into the pillow as he gasped for breath. Matteo fucked him with his big fingers and jamie could do nothing about it except moan. His gasps and loud moans filled the room. His leg shook and Matteo leaned over to his chest taking a hardened pebbled nipple into his hot wet mouth. It was too much for Jamie. He let out a soft gasp as he released the pressure that has been building up. It was so powerful. His body went lax as he fell against his pil

“Beg louder. Beg for all of Hell to hear.” “I—please!” My voice cracked, raw with desperation. “Please use me!” The court howled in approval. Damien shoved me down onto my hands and knees, his boot pressing between my shoulder blades until my face nearly touched the floor. He kicked my legs wider, exposing me completely to the hungry crowd. “Watch closely,” he commanded, stroking his cock above me. “This is what happens when you belong to the Devil.” He slammed into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed, the sound echoing across the cavern, swallowed by the growls and laughter of demons. His pace was savage, pounding me so hard the stone scraped my knees raw.