Romans & histoires King Of Lust

The thoughts of her tongue out and waiting for his cum made him groan loudly. "Fuck! I need you to suck my cock, Loiret" he groaned, his voice deep and sexy. His brows drew closer, his facials contorting into an absolutely lustful look. "Just fucking make me cum once more. With your hands, your mouth, your tits or your pussy. Fucking make me.... Urgggh Loiretta" the name rolled out of his tongue shamelessly. He was the Devil King, the most feared King in all the lands and yet he was jerking off over an unbloomed wolf.

"You know, babe, Lust is the youngest of the Seven Sins, and, despite his codename... That one is innocent and frequently hides from the world. When I first met him, he was extremely irritated with everyone, especially women. It's a good thing he's adjusted now, but he's still not over his hatred of women." "Why, what happened to him?" She's curious, if her boss is a woman hater, isn't that why he acted like that when they first met? “I didn’t know the whole story. But when Lust was younger, perhaps 14 or 15, his stepmother harassed him. She forced him to sleep with her. ” She gasped at the discovery. "According to Lust, their mother married their father for money. After obtaining everything

A broken lustful moan escaped despite his efforts to stay quiet. Vesperian groaned low. He thrust up once, twice, then buried himself deep and flooded Lirien’s insides with hot pulses of cum. The magical warmth spread outward, intensifying every aftershock. Cum leaked out around the thick base and slicked Lirien’s thighs. They stayed locked together like that while the king calmly finished his wine. Lirien trembled in his lap, spent, fully and utterly claimed. The nobles’ eyes stayed glued to them. The air felt thick with tension and unspoken lustful desire.

As she looked up, her breath caught in her throat because the man had a devilish grin playing in his lips and his gray eyes looking right into her soul, promising her the storm that was about to come. She inhaled his musky scent with the mixture of the wine and immediately, she regretted it. It was so addictive and she felt herself wanting for more. His face was so near that she couldn't help but be intoxicated by him. She gulped. "Let me clear one thing, Stacy," he said with a deep, authoritative voice, "I have paid for you already so, you are mine for this night."

He took the empty stool beside me. For some reason, talking to him felt easy. Natural. We exchanged jokes. Traded sarcastic remarks. And for the first time all night, I found myself genuinely smiling. The stranger eventually lifted his glass. "Darius." I blinked. "Darius?" "Darius Draven." The name hit me immediately. My eyes widened. Everyone knew that name. The Lycan King. The most powerful Lycan alive. Darius seemed to notice my surprise. "That look never gets old."

"YOU CAN'T ANSWER NOW!? ARE YOU ASHAMED!? OH! OR, MAYBE YOU ARE NOT! AFTER ALL, WHO KNOWS HOW MANY MEN YOU HAVE WHORED YOURSELF TO WHILE YOU WERE STILL HOMELESS! AM I NOT RIGHT, WHORE!?" "Why? Why!? Did I not give you everything? Food. Love. A title that makes others envious. Roof over your head. WHAT THE HELL DID I NOT GIVE YOU!?" "Tell me the name of that bastard." "Tell me that man's name who tainted the Goddess I worshipped. Tell me the name of that whore who had the guts to sleep with my wife whom I haven't even touched after owning her. TELL ME!" "Don't lie to me, Sophia. I am not blind. I can see these hickeys that bastard has left all over your body. Now, tell me his name or I'll mak

The food tasted so much better. "Your Highness," the guard said. "Here is the wizard that has been tormenting this city." The king, who was dark-haired and had a pair of blue eyes, stood up from his throne and looked at the culprit in disgust. He smiled, and I read his mind. I realized that he was about to kill him. I took a sip from the wine and leaned back against the table to watch the drama that was about to unfold. "Kill him," he ordered.

Lothaire informed her sternly, once again clad in his shirt. "A very generous offer. But I don't bother myself with such things," the woman replied, thinning her lips. "Bullshit. Everyone covets something. What's yours?" Lothaire took a step forward, his hands clenching and unclenching. "You can't afford me" "I can't but he can. After all, he is the king," Willow countered before Lothaire could open his mouth. "The king?" She cocked her head and peered at Lothaire closely.

She was even more surprised when she realized her body was naked. "My king?" Katy Emerlinda summoned the king. King Van De Fretas raised his head. "My queen, I really want you. I'm sorry to disturb your sleep," replied the king of Van De Fretas, then continued to play his lips between Katty's thighs. Katty Emerlinda bit the bottom of her lip in pleasure. "No problem, my king. Keep going. Don't stop," said Katty, wriggling her body. She sighed slowly and then squeezed the hair of the king of Van De Fretas roughly. King Van De Fretas is playing more and more rough. His hands didn't stay still. His hands were busy squeezing Katty Emerlinda's chest. Katty Emerlinda moaned with pleasure as she oc

I had met several witches in the underworld, but I knew I had never crossed paths with this witch until that day when Lucija demanded that my father release Patrea from the underworld in exchange for her loyalty. It was the first time I’d seen her, and I knew right there and then that I wanted her in the same way I desired all the other females I fancied. I am Lucius, the new King of Kalmerus. Kalmerus is one of the four underworld regions, perhaps the largest. Females bowed down at my feet not just because I was a royal demon, but because I was born and gifted as the prince of lust. But regardless of the power and charm I held, Patrea never fell for it.