Jamie Demons-king Nude Novels & Stories

The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile. He was red-skinned and powerfully built and his body seemed to have been carved from molten stone. Two curved horns rose from his brow and black hair darker than night itself flowed down his back. A short, trimmed beard traced his jaw, but what caught my attention the most was the fact that he was... NAKED? “What in the fuck?” I muttered under my breath as I placed my hands over my eyes, trying to avoid the eye of the monster in between his legs. "Where the hell are your clothes?”

Nina placed both her hands against each cheek and her eyes lit up. Jamie angrily glanced at the both of them and sighed. He stared at the ceiling lights with a sad look on his face and started talking non-stop. It turned out that Jamie met an exceptionally handsome man on a social networking site for the gay community. In Jamie’s words, “He was extraordinary and seductive beyond words. I could just push him down and pin him under me and make love with him countless times!” Anna and Nina immediately laughed out loud. “Jamie, careful not to overwork your kidneys…”

But Zeke had other plans. He strode in naked, cock bobbing heavy between his legs. "Morning fuck before you play corporate whores," he growled, yanking Damien's shirt open. Buttons popped, exposing his boy's smooth chest. Delilah gasped, but her nipples hardened under her bra, eyes glazing with lust. Zeke shoved Damien against the dresser, ripping his pants down to ankles, exposing a tight ass and a rigid cock already dripping of pre cum.

the king himself spurred out from one of those corners, the man was handsome and I wondered how he is so comfortable with all these women half-nude and even the complete nude ones, if he was a demon, I would have said that demons or shifters didn’t care about nudity but he wasn’t one. Caldwell smirked running his hand through his nape, “King Randall, you know your female is enticing and I don’t think anyone could have your spices but you know, even ten women can’t satisfy me. I am insatiable.” 'stupid demon?’ I said mentally moving my gaze around the room trying to smell each soul or maybe I could get a glimpse of her scent.

“Please, just let me explain, the fact that I am a half-demon doesn’t mean I am evil, please let me tell you everything you want to hear about me being a demon.- Jamie I sighed, and placed a call on him, at the first ring, he picked up, “You can explain.” I didn’t wait for him to say a word. “Fine, but let me come back to your place, I will answer every question that you want to ask.” I sighed ending the call, it didn’t take long when a swooshing sound echoed in my room, I didn’t flinch this time, maybe because I already knew that Jamie could appear and disappear.

Fail on purpose. He entered the combat ring, his eyes scanning the crowd, and he froze. Standing among the nobles, dressed in black, a man Lysan hoped he would never see again. Roman Da'Luka. The young version of the Demon king Lysan had killed in his previous life, looking extremely young and charming, with pale grey eyes. And he was looking directly at Lysan.

“Now, all I want is to hear you scream my name as I take you.” He yanked her sweats down, and Romaine propped up on her elbows to watch as he stepped back and started removing his jeans. Never taking his gaze from her face, Kingston flicked open the button and pushed the denim down, leaving him clad in black briefs. He removed a package from his pocket and threw it on the bed. Then he paused briefly before stripping naked and kicking his underwear to the side. Dear God, he was gorgeous… Kingston radiated a masculine grace evident in his carriage and the proud tilt of his jaw. Romaine licked her lips and drank him all in, every sloping muscle and hard angle, every inch of his throbbing member

“Can I dig my nails into your skin? Claw you? Or maybe… I can tear you up and eat you!” “Demon…” she muttered, her nostrils flaring. How did he manage to repel a blessed arrow? No one, no demon has ever done that. “I’m not interested in fighting with a weak priestess. I have what I came for.” He flashed her a charming smile which Clairra hated. “You ask who I am, I am the Demon King. It’s disheartening to meet your acquaintance with an arrow, priestess. We shall meet again.” A few steps back in the shadow and the Demon King had disappeared, leaving Clairra more shocked than ever. She didn’t even know she was holding her breath until she fell to her knees, her bow down on the ground.

She yelled at him. 'I took them and my fellow friends watched you naked, we sparked your soft bouncing arse. " He uttered with an evil smirk on her lips. Jenna felt irritated and ashamed at that moment. She wished the ground could just open and swallow her up. Without showing off the pain she felt, she sighted her clothes at the far end and stood up to pick it up. The four guys looked at her with a strange facial expression on their faces. "We have records of your nudes. Damien uttered which made her stop instantly.

"Yes, as long as there is nothing that can tie me to it. During a scene, no face whatsoever, not even if you crop it out later but outside of that, I am good with pictures of us together and things like that." "No face," Kingstone assured her, making note of that. We then briefly discussed different role play ideas that we wrote down and she was game for a lot of them. Damien made a sexual comment during and Kinston teasingly hit him for it, telling him to save it later. The sensation playlist was a combination of different interests. "Hard limit to fire and needles, yes to deprivation, hair pulling, hot wax, ice and teasing with all of the listed objects." She said, reading off the paper be