Lilith Lust Gif Novels & Stories

of what sounded like a hand or belt against skin, followed by a woman’s whimper. I bit my lip hard, slipping my hand under my nightdress. My fingers found my soaked folds and started rubbing furiously. More slaps. More whimpers. Then the unmistakable wet sound of him thrusting into her. “My lord… I’m going to cum—” the woman whimpered. “You will do no such thing,” Lord Blackwood snarled. “You begged me to fuck this filthy cunt. Now you’ll take everything I give you.” I shoved two fingers inside myself, thrusting them in time with the sounds I imagined were his hips slamming against her. My other hand braced against the wall as I fucked myself desperately to his voice.

Lilith's voice grew more intense; her frustration was palpable. "Uncle or lover? Do you think I'm like you, willing to steal him away from his wife and have another child with him? It's a tempting offer, but unfortunately, I can't have any more children," I teased, enjoying the sight of her face turning red. "What are you talking about?" Lilith stammered, trying to play stupid, causing me to roll my eyes. "Stop pretending, Lilith. I know your little dirty secret and how devious you are. But I must applaud you for being a hardworking bitch." I taunted

Lilith whispered, her breath growing increasingly labored. Lilith tried to reach for something nearby to hold onto. She didn't want to fall. Lilith's vision blurred as she looked back at each portrait, and it wasn't just her imagination. The portraits were precise, down to the smallest detail of herself. Even the scar on her left wrist. Her legs felt weak.

Their slick folds slapped together, the friction building fast. Lilith’s head fell back. “Fuck..yes..just like that…yes, Ava, fuck, yes..” Ava sobbed, grinding harder. Lilith’s moans turned into filthy gasps. “You’re so wet..so perfect…gonna come all over your fucking clit, you little office slut..” Ava screamed. “Please, ma’am, I’m..I’m gonna..” “Come with me,” Lilith ordered. “Now.” And they did.

Christian said lust was clearly visible in his voice. "Stop-it! You are a monster Christian you are so cheap. Get away from me!" I yelled and tried to get my waist free which was impossible. He gives sloppy kisses on my neck and moves towards my breast slowly. I was paralyzed petrified for what was to come next as I laid helplessly on the bed under him. I cried out loudly when he bit on my collarbone. Tears flowed in my eyes. "You know Roose your fucking mole always distracts me, this fucking mole I love the most It makes your neck so sexy." Christian said

Little by little, the aggressive kisses from this angry man turned into passionate ones filled with love and jealousy. I only confirmed his possessiveness when I heard him utter these, "I want you to put this in mind, Lilith. You are my wife. Not Drake’s, but solely mine, do you hear me?" his prowess intimidated me in every way that all I could do was nod my head. "You are now living as my wife…my wife alone. Your name now is Lilith Forger, And I own every bit of you,” he claimed not only by words but through his actions.

she cried while rolling Her hips. "I want your dick, Nino. I can't get enough of you. I want you so bad," she whimpered. Using my hand to rub her thumb as I continued to pump into her. I was fucking close and weirdly, I felt nothing. The only feelings I had gotten was when I slipped into her and it all disappeared soon after. This had never happened to me with Lilith before. "Oh, yes, I am cumming, Nino!" Lilith cried. "Nino?" No. Lilith would never call me Nino.

Our eyes locked—his dark with lust, mine wide with overwhelmed pleasure and lingering guilt. “Fuck, Lily… you feel perfect,” he groaned, starting a steady rhythm. Every thrust dragged against my G-spot and hit even deeper. The eye contact made it ten times more intense. I couldn’t hide. He saw every flicker of pleasure, every wince of soreness from my ass, every moan I tried to bite back.

His intense blue eyes were completely unreadable in the heavy shadows of the room, but the hunger in them hadn’t faded. He reached down and slowly unclipped the lace garter, sliding the delicate straps down her legs with deliberate care, leaving her in nothing but the sheer stockings and one remaining heel. His gaze dragged over every inch of her—red handprints on her hips, bite marks on her neck, the way her pussy still fluttered and leaked. Without warning, his large palm came down in a sharp, wet slap directly against her soaked pussy. Hazel jolted hard, a broken cry tearing from her throat as the sting bloomed into white-hot pleasure.

I felt Lilith’s eyes on me, so I turned to her. She laughed. “You are such a smooth talker,” she accused. I grinned at her while furrowing my eyes innocently. “I am not doing anything other than giving you a lesson in star-gazing.” I reached over and snaked one arm under her waist and wrapped the other one around her, moving them up her arms and lifting her over me. “It’s not my fault that you found it sexy.” She laughed again. When I lifted my head, she pressed her mouth to mine, licking at my lips. I opened up eagerly, but when I trailed my hand under her zipped-up sweatshirt, I found a pleasant surprise.