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, she pleaded more strongly. “You like that don't you? Getting all wet for me,” I teased her before lowering myself and inserting my tongue inside her, sucking deeply and then retreating slowly before starting to thrust my fingers into her faster rhythm. I felt her walls clenching tightly around me while she screamed out. Soon after my finger went into her pussy again, this time harder and longer. I was rewarded with Tessa's screams, followed by her climax. She collapsed onto the mattress, moaning loudly and smiling widely. “Thank you”. Her voice was hoarse from yelling, which was exactly what I enjoyed seeing. But what I really loved was hearing her say those things to me. And I knew this w

Scarlett’s moans turn me on even more. “ Bhabe, you are so big, Uhmm you feel so so good aaahh” Fuck! Scarlet is driving me crazy. I removed my cock then turned her, as I took her from behind. She’s bent over now, facing the mirror. Fuck, she looks so damn hot with her messy hair. Dreamy eyes and her mouth was open making an O,.. We locked eyes through the mirror. I pulled her hair while I thrust her from behind. “Aaahh.. Bhabe, yeahh.. “ I bite my lips then close my eye while I continue to thrust her, feeling every corner of her hot pu***

Scarlett then noticed both her attire and her mother's turned into old grey gowns with white bonnets over their heads. "Where are we?" She asked her mother, a breeze blowing over their gowns. "Home. Pastonville, 1699." _______________________________________________ No one would stand absolutely NO CHANCE in taking on the Crimson Bride. Zayne knew that. An untamed she-beast until one who takes her blood controls her. The power from her reawakening was so immense, that he could still feel it even if he went out of state. The scent from her was incredible, warm caramel invading his nostrils. His taste buds tinkled and his anticipation kept his stomach twisting into knots and twists. He knew wh

"Oh come on... if he settles for this pretty… even I am gonna pissed off. After so many thoughts, I can’t conclude. Not his friend or sister. Then who is she? I picked up my phone and started texting Stacey. My best friend. It's 6 pm and I am damn sure that bitch is on her phone. Even if she's dead, that phone is going to accompany her afterlife. "Stacey…!" Next second she replies. "Yeah…?" "you would be shocked to know who I am seeing now...!" "Mmm… almighty Jesus Christ?" "What no…!" "Then buddha?" yeah Stacey being Stacey. "Boo, bitch no!" "Then who the hell are you seeing now? Is it Satan?" God she is Boling my kidneys. "It's Mr. Valerian…. yes the super-hot Satan!" I controlled my giggl

"Sorry, Bella. Not really in the mood today, as much as I wish I was..." "Oh, okay." "Sorry..." "It's fine, I understand. I'll take it out on my next mark." (Jezebel's specialisation is seducing married men and women. Demons don't really pay much attention to gender, it's all part of the job, as Bella says, and she obviously doesn't lose much sleep over the morality either. As she puts it, they don't have to say yes. She has a treasure-trove of stories when she's liquored up. Real life of the party... unlike me.)

“I promise to never hurt you again… I… I won’t ever waste the second chance the goddess has granted me.” Lewd wet noises and harsh breaths filled the room as Alpha Zain ruthlessly pumped his fingers into me and just as I was about to reach my climax, I felt his sharp canines gently grazing against my neck and I could feel Scarlet pushing my neck further against him. She was ready for this. I was ready for this. Just as I felt the tiniest prick on my neck, noises from the doorknob met my ears and we both stopped in an instant.

Elijah asked, placing his knife and fork down. "No, but don't I seem familiar to you?" Scarlet leaned her head to the side. Elijah shook his head, afraid to tell her that she, in fact, did. ** Scarlet was in Horatio's office, giving him a hard time, he wanted to get some work done, but she wanted to play around and have sex again. "Come on, just one more time, I swear," Scarlet said as she held out a pinky. Horatio tried to hide his smile but couldn’t. “You're like a sex kitty."

“You can have a lot of fun taming her. We'll start at fifty thousand for her price.” I casually looked at the slave in question, studying her. My mind jolted as I caught sight of her face. Her dark hair, her soft features. Her beautiful but strained body, the pain and exhaustion on her face. Spice? Her name was not Spice. It was Marlowe. Marlowe Sage Kunetsov. I could never forget. What the fuck was she doing here? I inhaled slowly to call my racing heart. I was not supposed to be reacting this way. She was not supposed to be drawing this kind of reaction from me. At least, not anymore.

I smiled before pulling her towards me. Using her ass, I lifted her hips and thrust my cock in harder than before. I could see her judder every time I went in. "Yes, just like that," She cried out. "Fuck, baby girl, you feel good," I grunted out. Scarlett placed her hand on my neck, bringing my lips backs to hers, and kissing me roughly. She slipped both her legs around and began moving with me, our hips moving in perfect sync. "Yes, Caleb, so good, baby," She squealed out, her nails digging deeply into my back.

Jerk steps out of his jeans, hovering over her while he inspects her body as if he is checking an antique for defects. “Ah, Shayle.” He breathes in her scent. The man can’t seem to wait any longer before he unhooks her bra and pulls off her thong. Scarlet doesn’t seem bothered by her nakedness. I forget she was a prostitute before. So such things don’t seem new to her, although it makes my heart bleed seeing her defiled like this.