Novel & Cerita Loki Dirty Whispers

Sierra's POV Wolves & Whispers is everything I hate—red neon lights pulsing like a heartbeat, bass-heavy music pounding against my skull, and the thick scent of cigars and alcohol choking the air out of my lungs. Different scents of Wolves mingling in the air. Strippers dressed in fishnet, straddling men and twisting around a pole on the platform. If it was yesternight, I'd have storm out of this place immediately, but not anymore.

It was a known landmark in the city’s underbelly—a towering building downtown with tinted glass windows and an unspoken rule: you don’t ask questions inside. Sienna walked in like she’d never left, even though her legs trembled beneath her. The lobby guard recognized her. His lips curled into a knowing grin. “He’s in the penthouse. Alone.” She nodded and stepped into the elevator, her reflection staring back at her in the mirrored walls. For a moment, she almost didn’t recognize herself. Just play the part, she told herself. One last time. When the doors opened, Damon was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, sipping whiskey, a storm of city lights behind him. He turned slowly as she ent

The place resounds with a loud silence. One hand thrust in the pocket, Mort's pair of mesmerizing green orbs was cold as the afternoon breeze darted on the dilapidated buildings nearby destroyed by the bombs. The air stirred his dark hair messily as the blood on his eyebrow had now dried that will surely leave a scar. He still look otherworldly gorgeous even though he appeared austere in his messy appearance. "Bastard." Short but cold, Mort audibly cursed Narco making Lyric's eyes widen in surprise, and later burst out laughing. From the tone of their Boss, he doesn't sound pleased. He did the right thing of cursing the shit out of him.

(dashed for Anya) :-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-* LOKI: I have dragged this on for long. I am ending it now. LOGAN: The earlier the better bozo...I'm saving my strength for hook-ups too. LOKI: Let's see how you crack jokes in hell. Twin sword (a pair of sword appeared in both hands) LOGAN: Uh-uh that's a blade man. Shit is getting real

I can practically see Loki jumping with excitement. *****Trigger Warning Rape***** I walk back into my room and toss my clothes into the laundry. I then walk over and press the button on the floor with my foot. I hear the wall click and then push it open. I step into the room and see the slave is unconscious laying exactly where I left her. I grin and push the wall closed with my back. I walk over to her and kick her in the stomach making sure she is really unconscious and not faking it. When she makes no sound I bend down and grab her by the hair. 'She is a pretty little thing isn't she.' Loki croons. I chuckle at him as I rip her shirt free from her body and then tear off her bra. I then u

It was so dirty and sexy. "Clean me up," Krista whispered. Callista didn't need to be told twice. She climbed between Krista's legs and put her face into Krista's body. Callista desperately started to lick the combined cum and spit off of Krista's body, starting by sucking it out of her bellybutton and drinking it down. She tasted the strange earthy flavor of cum on Krista's hot, salty skin and it was better than before. She licked Krista's stomach, her tits, her neck, and even her chin. When she finished, they were sloppily kissing, strings of spit and cum connecting their dirty mouths.

Her hard nipples brush against my chest, as she leans up to whisper in my ear. "I want to suck your cock," she whispers. "I want to make you cum in my mouth. I want to swallow your cum and then lick you clean." Wow! She really paid attention to the section on talking dirty and teasing. My cock is sticking straight out, making a tent in my boxer shorts. Lisa kneels down, pulls the elastic of my boxers out over my hard cock and slips them down my legs. She slides back up my body, rubbing her tits against me as she stands up.

His voice restrained in control. She blinked at him with her rounded eyes. Her sparse breathing had stopped as she heard the lub-dub of her heart in her ears. "Let me make love to you, precious. Let me f*ck you." His raspy breath tickled the soft flesh of her neck. His lips lingered over the shell of her ear. Her breath hitched at those unfiltered words as blood rushed to her cheeks. "I want to be buried deep inside you, Innessa," He grunted lowly.

She was so sad. “Luci, what if-” his mouth met my lips, forcing his tongue into my mouth. Squeezing my bum I let out a sigh while my hips pushed further into his groin. “Ew, that’s fucking gross.” Pulling my lips away from Luci to correct Loki, Luci forced my head back with his fingers to finish kissing me. Luci’s assault stopped, and he pushed me to his shoulder. “Don’t say bad words,” I whispered to Loki, who only snickered.

The man stuck his tongue in that woman, her hole was lubricated with a good spit, tasting the strawberry of the oil, spreading these legs, while the woman on all fours sucked Achilles' penis, who growled, with all the efficiency and skill of G*****a. - Oh, God, it's cold! – Even though he was on all fours in that fluffy and comfortable towel, around lights and moans around him, with Loki himself, who every two thrusts in the pussy of the woman on the right, exchanged with the woman on the left, at four thrusts, pushing in and out, in which Loki, growled, when he changed holes, the beautiful hole of his companion, a young woman of just over 18 years old.