Novel & Cerita Molly Moon Nsfw

"As I said, we've been looking for you for months, it started when the intoxicating fragrance of Moon Drip once reached Alpha Baristo. He immediately ordered his wolves to find where it came from but we were disappointed because the smell suddenly disappeared. But Alpha Baristo was so persistent, so he mobilized even us witches to help in the search. And we were not mistaken that we could find you here. The Cohen who possesses the Moon Drip— the sacred power of the blue moon." My eyebrows met at her words. I couldn't understand what she was saying as the scent of my power that Mama Amelia sealed leaked. I don't remember what she said happened. For the past few months, nothing has been strang

“Molly, don’t tell me you want poison. I can’t...” “Poison?!” Molly quickly interrupted. “I’m not trying to kill anyone! Please, just let me finish. What I need is neither of those things.” Her voice lowered into a whisper. “I need an aphrodisiac. APD.” There was a pause. “An aphrodisiac? Molly... that’s not something to play with. Are you trying to drug someone?” Jessica asked, worried. “You talk too much,” Molly snapped, frustration in her tone. “I already said I need it and it’s urgent. Why do you care what I’m using it for?”

And Eliot, already aching, would feel every single one. Damien’s steps slowed as he reached the stairwell. He leaned on the railing, gazing out at the moonlight spilling through the tall glass windows. It painted his face in silver, sharpening his smile into something dangerous. “Moonlight mystique,” he whispered mockingly. “How poetic. How tragic.” Because in the end, Eliot wouldn’t just be Theo’s obsession or Damien’s conquest. He would be something broken, reshaped in the shadows of both their hands.

Some believed they were old stories, made up to keep children out of the woods. But those who truly knew the Raven Hollow Town, knew too well that these stories weren't just moonlight tales, told to keep children in check. Every full moon, an unusual silent tension gripped the town. Shopkeepers closed early, homes glowed with candlelight behind drawn curtains. Even the priests locked their churches. No one dared to step out of their houses. Those foolish or drunk enough to wander about, rarely came home. And when some did, they never spoke again, and lived out what remained of their horrible lives in fear.

Mason grunts, handing a glass of apple juice to me and Theo. “Okay, does someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on now?… because this is getting weirder and weirder by the second. Are you all, like… together?” Coner asks, I turn in the direction of his voice to see him sitting at the kitchen table with Molly and Mr Collins. I'd been so consumed by my bonds that I hadn't even noticed we weren't alone in here. “Isn't it obvious? She’s clearly some kind of succubus,” Molly grimaces, her words are full of distaste.

If eyes were daggers, I'd be dead. "It was nice talking to you.... Luna" I said the last word sarcastically. Molly lunged at me. Sadly, she couldn't hit me. She just rattled the metal bars. Her eyes were red. Her hair was scattered all over her face. She looked deranged. She shook the metal bars furiously "Fuck you!" I gave her one last smile before walking away. KYLIAN'S POV

“You could definitely get more. You are a smart girl, and you should play that up when the bidding starts. Dress like a sexy nerd, wear the glasses, ect… I think you could get well over 100k.” Molly looks at the door, her hand coming away from the handle. She walks back to the chair and sits down, taking a deep breath, “I’m in,” she states, her voice certain. “Well?” Eddy asks and I smirk, walking towards the door. “Well, what?” I repeat the question back. “What do you think?” he asks, and I glance back at Molly one more time. “I think I’ll bid,” I confess. “She could be what I’m looking for.”

Moly would hold the gaze of whoever was fucking her, whispering dirty words to them and clenching her walls around them until they came hard and fast. “Cum for me, right there, yes, dump it all inside... Oh yes, make me messy, fill me up, I need it. I need your cum... Don’t you dare pull out. Cum in me.” Her body shook under the endless use, her holes dripping, overflowing until her thighs were sticky, her stomach painted, her folds smeared with cum. She was a cum-drunk doll, gasping and laughing through it all. By the time the last man pulled free and spilt into her ass, Molly was spent, and so were the men. She grinned up at them, upside down, hair wild, face streaked with sweat.

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.