Masked Lovers Novels & Stories

I wanted more of him. I untied the belt from his wrists. “Follow me to the bedroom…” I whispered, standing and leading the way even if my legs tremble. My back facing him. “Finally decided to submit and show me your beautiful face?” he asked. I heard the sound of the blindfold slipping off behind me. I turned off the lamp, letting only the faint moonlight sneak through the gaps in the blackout curtains. “Well, shit... still keeping the mystery, huh, Miss Lady Masquerade?" he said, embracing me from behind. But it wasn’t sweet—it was possessive. One hand cupped my chest, the other slipped down between my legs. Feeling my slit.

I swiped the card on the machine, returned it to him, and went back to my position. Out of curiosity, my eyes went to the stage, where I noticed two masked men engaging in sexual play with a sub. She was giving one of the masked men a blow job while the other was fucking her from behind. Moans filled the dimly lit room, and I glanced around the playroom. All the dominants were masked and focused on the people on the stage. I gawked at them and wondered if they were so proud of what they were doing, then why were they hiding their faces from us.

Hasen said as he took out a box and placed it on the table. Amanda grabbed some and examined them. They are modern masquerade ball masks, some of which were white, black, or silver in color. They were embellished with sparkling glitter, side feathers, jewels, and glossy silk. There are half, full, or had handles that cover the upper part of the face. "I will go now, I—" Jin said as he stood up, but he was pushed by back Hasen and Goro. "Hey man! No fair! Have some fun as well!" Hasen pats his back and side-hugged him, "Come with us to the nightclub!"

I knew. I walked up to him, tugging my wallet from my coat. “Something wrong, sir?” I retrieved a check. Five digits, clean. I handed it over. “Get this to the masked dancer.” He whistled low at the amount. “Damn. Lux?” His lips curled into a grin. “She’s fire, ain’t she? Man, every guy in that room would sell their soul to get a taste. She’s so fucking unreal.” I didn’t respond.

“Which, of course, meant I did.” Elias feels the words settle deep in his chest, heavy and complicated. “So it was happening long before the club.” “Yes,” Alexander admits. “Long before I had language for it. Long before I let myself understand what it meant.” “And yet,” Elias says, unable to keep the hurt from his voice, “you still chose to meet me there.” Alexander turns back to him, eyes dark, unflinching. “I chose the mask because it was the only way I could be honest without destroying us both.”

The wet sounds of our joining filled the pavilion. He reached between us and rubbed my oversensitive clit. “One more. Give me one final release.” “I can’t… it’s too much,” I whimpered, even as my body climbed again. “You can. Come for your masked lover.” The orgasm tore through me like lightning. I screamed, body shaking violently. He buried himself to the hilt and came with a loud groan, flooding me with more heat. We trembled together, locked in ecstasy. Afterward, he held me close, stroking my back tenderly. We talked softly about the ball, the music, and the mystery of the night. Neither revealed true identities. The masks stayed firmly in place.

Moonbeams were just directly saying hello to the handsome man and alluring woman. Ludwig stared at the Blood Mistress for what seems to be a century, where in fact it was only a minute. Then, without apparent hesitation, he removed the mask—the glittering black mask. And to his surprise, though not really that surprised, the woman behind the mask is the lady he had been bedding and loving for a long time—Maebh Aisling Mullin. *** Rozelyn was in an eternal cringe. She was also consumed by guilt. These movies are the kind of films that must not be watched by a group, rather it should be watched privately—alone.

Her whole body glowed! Madeline was lying on a red velvet upholstered chair, and a man in a gold mask was leaning over her full, soft breasts and kissing her. Madeline ran a hand through the man's dark hair, her legs wrapped around his thick waist. A soft moan escaped her. Suddenly her eyes opened, and Madeline turned to look at me, then smiled. She patted the man on the back, and the masked man immediately stopped moving. He rose obediently from Madeline's body, and turned reluctantly away with the bulging mound beneath him. The man casually grabs the wrist of a woman and quickly pushes her under the veil.

In this quiet night, I can hear my own heart beat. Slowly, I took off MK's mask. MK's jaw was clearly defined, his lips were sexy and thick, and his lip shape was very heroic. Suddenly, MK's eyes opened and his broad palm pressed down on the half-unmasked mask. The deep eyes under the mask burst out cold and fierce light, such as a preying eagle, eager to devour the eyes into the abdomen. With an icy sweep of his eye, he knocked the phone from my hand to the floor. The mobile phone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

" Noor titters at her words and then repeats them sarcastically. "I am a married woman." Mandy turned her face, and he pushed her cheek to face himself. "You love him, right?" "Does it matter if I do or not?" Mandy asked Noor. "I need the answer now." "I am not giving any stupid answer to that, let me go." Mandy went back to the bed and lay down, she used the duvet to cover herself, and Noor darted out in anger and hit the wall. "What did Lauren do to his girl to make her fall in love with him in less than two months?" Mandy is in love with the masked man.