Novel The Devil Touch Novels & Stories

“Noel?” “Of course I know that.” Noel typed out, sitting on his stomach softly and leaned in on him, a smirk spreading across his face. “As if I would let just anyone touch me. You are such an idiot.” “Noel.” Eden gasped out, a blush creeping to his cheeks but he never took off his eyes from the man sitting on top of him, barely covered with the sheets. “You are so damn hot, you know that?” Reaching back, Noel touched in between Eden’s legs, eyebrows raising while he grinned at the man.

I closed my eyes, shut my mind from thinking anything, and started counting in my heart to distract myself from the devil's closeness. "It's getting cold," The devil whispered into my ear after a while and I trembled from the slight touch of his lips rubbing on my earlobe. I immediately opened my eyes, flushed completely, and when I saw that devilish smirk on his face. I felt like digging a hole and hiding inside it. How could I be so idiot? He isn't the one in s*x more than I am... Why do I always keep thinking about s*x with him even when I know he is a devil and a dangerous creature?

Did he mean he’d intentionally put me in danger, or he’d intentionally wanted me swallowed, crushed, spat out, smeared across the streets…? Which was it? I was just disappointed I’d let my body fall for his touch again. How could I let him touch me again, after finding out he was engaged? How could I let him touch me again without any real commitment? Heaven knows I wasn’t doing shit with him again. I would stab everywhere in my body, so I could feel real pain that would wake me up from that stupid lust—of course that was it— before I let him touch me again. My new plan was to face my work, get back everything that was stolen from me, and move out of this fucking town. Emphasis on getting ba

He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me. "I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor who would do your bidding and just accept it when you tell him no. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine.” With this his lips crashed down against mine.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

I went back to sit next to her, and she pulled me toward her hugging me, I loved the touch, I don’t know if this is going to end badly, but for now, I’m going to take everything she’s giving me, I’m touch deprived, I need the touch, I’m crazy, and I know it. The food came shortly after, she ordered a tone of food, I was starving but too shy to eat, I only ate a few bites claiming to be full, but Devil just laughed at me before filling my plate completely and telling me to eat, I was never that grateful for food, it was delicious.

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

My fingers moved lower. “ I do…” She stuttered breathlessly, her body trembling from my touch. “ Then why are you so wet Cara Mio ?” I flicked my fingers over her pussy, rubbing the soft flesh through her drenched panties — a barrier which I wanted to get rid of. A soft sound escaped her lips, her hands folding around the edge of the counter. I flicked my fingers again, ripping her panties off. Shock flashed in her eyes but it didn't linger, I slid three fingers into her, her muscles tightened, her pussy clenched around my finger.

“Of course he does. The Devil always does.” He blinked at her, unsure if she was joking. She leaned in slightly, adjusting the collar near his neck as she whispered, “Listen to me, cher garçon. The Devil cannot be understood, nor can he be coerced. You may think he loves, you may think he destroys, but really, it is all the same to him. It is all just… instinct.” Her eyes flicked toward Kain, who was now idly folding a page from one of his documents into neat, exact creases. “Keep your guard, mon ange. Always. You will be fine if you remember that.”

She touched the diamond ring on her finger, the symbol of everything she had just surrendered. She had stepped into the devil’s world. And despite everything, the fear, the anger, the crushing weight of her decision. A dark, shameful part of her was already wondering what it would feel like when he finally decided to claim her completely.