Lustful Paradise Novels & Stories

Without missing a beat, Elara refocused on her tablet, tapping rapidly before holding it out toward Julian. “We need to finalize our mating retreat.” Not would you like to or what do you think — just a cold, executive statement. “I like this one,” she continued, scrolling through images with a satisfied smile. “Lunaris Vale — it’s Lycan-owned. Private. Coastal cliffs. The consummation suite is supposed to be divine.” She turned the tablet so he could see: velvet-draped beds, silver-etched mating chalices, rose-petaled bathtubs.

We would be utter fools to let this temptation slip through our grasp now that we had gotten a glimpse of sweet paradise. Setting down my glass, I turned to face my brother, our eyes locking in a searing gaze. Lily's succulent body and captivating essence danced like a fever dream between us, beckoning to be claimed and thoroughly ravished. I could read the feral glint in Hunter's stare, recognizing it as my own refracted back. In that heated moment, we were of one mind. One purpose. One undying need that bayed hungrily to be sated - to possess Lily undeniably and unforgivingly as ours. We had been teased and tormented by her intoxicating siren's call long enough.

Daniel notice her mood but ignores her while sipping a glass of champagne. He smiles mischievously and looks away. They arrive at the mainland and steps out from the yatch. While walking towards the garage,the flash drive falls out from Daniel’s Louis Vuitton Keepall 25.

I followed his gaze outside, cheeks reddening as my eyes locked with Robert's. He was the gardener. Young, sweet, and the man who'd been flirting with me for the past two weeks since he'd arrived. He was watching us with wide eyes. His gaze shifted from mine to my chest soon, where my breasts were dangling for him and the whole world to see. "Let's not disappoint him now. He deserves a show to take home." Luther whispered into my ear. And then the belt landed on the floor with a soft thud. His footsteps echoed as he stepped behind me, pressing his cock against my ass. "Ass or pussy, slut?"

Without any control of my voice, I cursed with pleasure: "Suck...” "There are always different positions for gifted people like you," she said, pulling the straps of the dress down. I didn't dare blink. Not even breathing. I just watched, as the full and heavy breasts jumped out of the red lace lingerie and exposed themselves in numb and adorably pink beaks. I wanted to put my mouth right there again, but it had stopped me when I mentioned doing it, and kept applying pressure on my cock to keep me sitting and standing. So slowly that I felt vertigo, she approached with her breasts until my cock was between them, as if surrounded by fat and soft clouds of the skies. I sighed. Jessy slightly b

he smirked, brushing his finger against my soft lips. King raised my jaw just enough to gaze into my eyes. “You liked his presence, but you are mine” he poured his champagne from my neck down to my breast. “I own you” he lowered his lips and suckled on my breast.

It mixed with the sound of the waves and the wind, becoming the most powerful and grandest symphony of desire. Waves of pleasure crashed into Lalisa’s body again and again, so many times that she could no longer count how many times she had climaxed. Her mind went completely blank, aware only of the fiery touches and the violent, endless rhythm of their thrusts. And when the final, great, and simultaneous release occurred, the setting sun cast its rays into the pavilion, bathing the four bodies entwined together in a golden light, like a painting of gods making love in heaven.

Before long, her mobile tongue, hot lips, and nimble fingers had me steel-hard once more. Lyca seemed to still be just as turned on as she’d been when I arrived at her house. She mounted me and impaled herself on my tumescent shaft. She began moving her hips up and down slowly. Once more I experienced exquisite sensations, which fanned the smoldering embers of passion glowing inside me into a white-hot blaze of need. Just as aroused as she was, I began thrusting up off the bed, shaking my partner. I looked up at her gorgeous face, which was now a mask of passion, and was astounded by how beautiful she was. I found it difficult to believe I was fucking a woman who had the reputation of being

There he gently let go of his wife and laid her down while he was on top of her and carefully observed her husband's beautiful face even though she had just taken a bath and had no make-up on her face. "Whether you cry, get angry or sad. You're still beautiful to look at. Whether you're in good shape or not, you're still beautiful. Whether you have make-up on or not, your appearance doesn't change because you're still beautiful. No Turns out I made a mistake in choosing to marry because I married more than one goddess," Adante said softly in his own mouth with a romantic tone in his voice. Hera seemed to feel a tickle in her heart, when she heard what her husband said about her natural beaut

She saw a frame faced down and her curiosity got the best of her, she opened it and saw that it was a picture of Gavin and Adele on the beach, smiling like they did not give a care about the whole world and were simply just existing. Leila felt jealous. After returning the picture frame to how she met it, She snapped herself out of it and carried the files to her desk but she could not keep it out of her mind. Her mind was everywhere. How could he be smiling with another woman and still smile and compliment her at any chance. Maybe Frank was right and Gavin Hasters was a playboy but she did not want to quickly write him off as the rich boss that spends lavishly and woes girls for a living. G