Novel & Cerita Lustful

"And a few centuries of hating me for a mistake I made two hundred years ago.” She tips her wine glass, takes a slow sip, and then slams her mouth onto mine. The kiss is hard and hungry. Warm, dark wine leaks between our lips, tasting like grapes and pure lust. I don't give a fuck that over fifty nobles are watching their Alpha and Luna. They can stare. We look like a fucking p**n show and I love it. My hand grips her slender waist, pulling her against me. She gasps and looks up at me, her pupils blown wide, swallowing the iris. “Careful," she breathes against my lips. "You actually remember how to want something."

“What is she talking about?” He didn’t answer. His jaw clenched. His silence was worse than any confession. Celeste’s laughter split the air again, high and cruel. “Ah, there it is. The silence that damns.” She spread her arms wide, as though presenting us on some twisted stage. “The lover who bleeds for you, Aria, but bleeds secrets too. Tell me, how long will your lust last when you realize it’s built on lies?” Julian finally snapped, his voice breaking like thunder. “Enough!”

He shifted an authoritative hand to make her twirl for his appraisal and his brilliant gaze shimmered gold because he very much liked what he saw: Loveth. Scarlet looked amazing against her porcelain redhead’s skin and the cut of the dress enhanced the curves of her ripe rounded breasts and slender thighs. The reaction at his groin was instantaneous and he suppressed a groan as his trousers tightened. In that moment, he knew exactly why hh had bee attracted to her . Lust that powerful had an appetite and a drive all of its own.

By then, the intense stench of lust had filled the room, his fangs already bared out as he prepared to mark her. NO! Fenris snarled. Lillia, get out of there… Get out NOW!” “Get away from me,” Lillia shouted. She kicked wildly, struggling as his grip tightened around her legs. “Still fighting, love?” His voice carried an ugly mixture of mockery, excitement and lust. “I love fighters the most, they fight and then, they beg for more.” A dark laughter vibrated through his chest as he pressed down on her, his fingers already raking through her body, and reaching beneath her dress.

“More. Give me another. I need to feel full.” He added a second finger, pumping slowly at first, then faster, curling them to hit that perfect spot inside me. His mouth hovered at my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “You’re dripping down my wrist, Lila. You're such a greedy little cunt. You’ve been teasing me for weeks, parading around in silk and lace, grinding on my cock like a slut who needs to be fucked senseless.”

I took off mine too, and she sat back on me, injecting my phallus into her. She moaned once again and began riding me slowly. Her walls gripped me tight, and I gritted my teeth as she moved up and down slowly. It was torture, and she was sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I gripped her buttocks, and I plunged in deeper and faster. She screamed out pleasure. She trembled, and her walls twitched. She climaxed and bathed my phallus with her juice. A wave of pleasure hit me, and I poured my juice into her. She fell to the bed, panting heavily. I laid back and stared at the ceiling. Tomorrow I would have to leave Liverpool because I didn't want her to see me anymore. It was the price o

I immediately realized that what I liked the most in every touch of Hazz about me were the sounds that filled our surroundings. Not music, not some song from nature, but our sounds. The sound of his lips closing in my body, the sound of the friction of his tongue as he passes through that sensitive and excited part of my body, the sound of my moans in response to his actions. The sound of our breaths, which even distant still showed the intensity and pure desire. Lust in sound form.

they did something to me, things I did not want to believe or acknowledge. He was rough and yet so soft. So tender, a contrast my cunt found invigorating. My eyes were locked on him, watching every move of his. He pulled back once more, almost all the way out of her pussy, then slid forward deeper. He was so patient and yet relentless. "That’s it, pet. Open up for me. Your... your virgin cunt’s mine.” Leo's pleasure showed clear on his face, looking like a man tasting something forbidden and perfect, lost in it completely. "Take every inch like a good slut.”

I pulled off his cock, all the way to the hilt before slamming myself back onto it, leaving me breathless as my back arched even more. My knees ached against the wooden floors even despite the carpet shielding me from it directly. I slammed myself onto his cock, the strain of taking control nearly slowing down my pace. Then the first bill landed on my skin, and suddenly I was feeling very energetic. I picked up the pace and sure enough, Luther began spraying me faster, taking hold of my hip as he did so. Once all the cash was on the floor, he gripped my other hip, taking control of my body and slamming himself in and out of me.