Master Devil Don't Kiss Me Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 11 Beautiful yet Destructive~ JASMINE VALE Dormani didn't stop, he pushed me down the table, spread my private lips, and feasted as though he was a starved man in the Sahara. I screamed, my hands finding his gelled hair as he did something no man had ever done to my body. "Oh god....God, no..." "It's Dormani mia bambina. Dormani not God." He huskily said, pressing kisses on my privates.

“This beautiful pussy is all mine. His hand swipe across the swollen, aching flesh taking my juice and tasting me. A wave hits me as I drip more. Why was that so hot? His face lights up like a child on Christmas morning. Only he was the freaking devil. Does the devil celebrate Christmas? I open my mouth to say something snarky like it’s Xander’s and not his, but his hand wrapped around my throat, stopping me. “You taste better than I imagined. Princess” I gulp. His mouth goes in between my legs. “What are you..…ohh” My eyes roll to the back of my head as I lose how to make coherent words.

"I was planning to take you home, but you seem eager, so I'll take care of you right now. I'll have my way with you first, then kill you and dismember you. Sounds pretty thrilling, doesn't it?" Halsey's heart raced with terror, but she didn't give up. She struggled, her voice trembling with defiance. "Let me go! You're committing a crime! The law will catch up with you!" The Stormborn Devil wasn't fazed. His eyes lingered on the birthmark on Halsey's face. "You're so ugly. No man would ever want you. Before you die, I'll let you know what it's like to be with a man. You should thank me, really."

Alessandro I close my eyes tightly and savor her sweet lips, hmm... I think I'm in heaven. Her soft tongue brushes against mine, shit, this feels so good! She's really enjoying my kiss. She pushes me away violently and slaps me hard across the face. - Idiot, what did you just do? - I... I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know what came over me, it was the devil's work. Please don't fire me!

I hear myself murmur. It’s as if I’ve been possessed. Or maybe I have an alter ego that I’m not aware of that has now taken over my body. Other than the occasional p**n videos and the smut I read sometimes, I have no experience when it comes to blowjobs. Yet, here I am, on my knees. In front of Nikolai Soren of all people, too. Someone that has probably had a thousand blowjobs. Still, I’m not going to back down without a fight.

How dare they let their voice reach outside the room? “You both have guts to talk sh*t behind my back, hm?” he coldly said, ignoring the shock as if a dirt in their faces. He smiled, not reaching his eyes, a warning to their inappropriate display in a sacred golden room, “You're ignorance to even secured the place for damn talk-shit is what's make you both a powerless. Bare in mind, you're not the devil here, it's me!” He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock.

His intense glares were merciless, and he looked like a devil craving for my soul. "Don't provoke me, Symphony. Try telling anyone about this. I'm telling you, I can play the role of the devil if I want to." He leaned closer to me, his hand still gripping my neck. "You might wake up one day without seeing Autumn anymore. I can do that, try me," he whispered in my ear before forcefully pushing me to the floor. *** "Is Mommy inside her room, Nana? Is she sick?" "Let's just leave your Mommy alone for now, Melody. Maybe she's just busy."

“Fine, if you don't want to. I won't tell you.” Deanna rolled her eyes lazily and sighed deeply. Because Meazus was taller than her, she had to move slightly from her seat and quickly kiss Meazus on the cheek. The middle-aged man, still wearing his black suit, laughed at how quick their kiss was, considering that Deanna usually kissed him for quite a long time. “I've done it, so what's Devon's secret? Tell me quickly.” Meazus raised his pinky finger. “Promise me you'll pretend you don't know about this in front of Devon.”

I whisper in between trembles. “I’m the demon king, my darling. I always know.” “What can I give you. Let’s…let’s settle this now, please. I am tired of running.” I am scared out of my wits. “Stop then. You’ll end up here anyway, but you’d have tired you little bones,” he says, rubbing his hand up and down my arm. “What do I owe you, Memphis?” “Please, call me Devlin. Mephistopheles is quite an ugly name and I’d prefer a more formal exchange while using that name. Between us, there’s more informality than anyone could ever imagine.”

A bitter, dark, humorless smile touched the corners of his chiseled lips, though his eyes remained completely dead, cold, and calculating, devoid of any genuine warmth. "And... remember this, it's entirely your fault, Divya. If you had just dropped your foolish ego and agreed sooner, you wouldn't be standing here in this shattered state today. Understand?" Saying this, Dev’s dark eyes dropped slowly from her wet lashes down to her pale, quivering lips. The raw, primal, predatory urge to brutally crush her mouth beneath his in a bitter, possessive kiss flared violently within his chest, tempting him to instantly claim what he felt was now rightfully his by law and force. But with a supreme, a