Novel & Cerita Novel The Devil Touch

In a few seconds, he was towering over me, pressing a finger on my lips to threaten me, " Sshh! Watch before you speak, Princepessa. I am not your prince charming anymore. I am the devil who is here to suck your soul. If I made you just my fuck body, what will the world call my child? An illegitimate one? In no way, I was going to allow it. Get on the bed and wait for me. I want your back to remember because I really don't wish to kiss your poisonous lips ever which fed me lies for years."

Her eyes looked down and she asked in a whisper, “What thorough discussion are we going to have?” Dark amusement gripped me and I turned us around, until she was beneath me with my hard côck pressed into her soft folds. “We will get to that later, let me check how much you enjoyed what you heard.” And when I slid deep into her cûnt, my little devil was more than wet. . A. Gupta Note: I added my book in the competition. Don't forget to vote by pressing gems and leave reviews on the 'About the Book' page for other readers. You can check in in 'Devil Mafia with a soft heart'.

His gaze flickered from my neck to my eyes, and the moment the words left my lips, a slow smirk curled at the corner of his mouth. "Then I will touch you, little rose. I will ruin you. Make you mine. I will unravel you piece by piece until pleasure is all you know." Devil. That was the only word that came to mind as I stared at Alaric. He was the devil— the kind who whispered tempting things, making it impossible to resist, making you crave him even when you knew you shouldn't. ‘Stay away from the devil. He is dangerous. He is horrible and cruel. If you give in to his temptations, your body and soul will be his. You can't run from him because, in the end, he always takes what belongs to him.

" I replied shyly and gazed at their faces one by one. "Awww, he's so adorable for his age, look at those pouty lips, don't be shy around us, come give big bro a hug." [BANG!] "You there! Stop chattering and pay attention!" Miss Dorothy crumpled a piece of paper and threw it at Casper, there shouldn't have been a problem and the disaster could have been avoided, only that Casper caught the paper out of reflex and threw it back to her. "He's dead," I heard someone say behind us, and the look on Miss Dorothy's face couldn't be shaped out,

The touch was nothing, barely there, but it felt like fire. “Tell me you don’t feel this,” he murmured. I closed my eyes, every defense crumbling. “I can’t. I lost sense of your touch years ago.” I lied. His hand lingered near my cheek, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. Devon’s eyes searched mine, something raw flickering behind that calm, unreadable gaze. “Taylor,” he said quietly, “where's your tattoo?” “What?” “Is your tattoo… is it still there?” he asked softly, tracing my ear.

The sound echoed through the office, and Aiden cried out… a sharp gasp that was half pain, half pleasure. The sting spread across his skin like fire, and he should have hated it. Should have been humiliated, should have been angry. But instead, his dick throbbed, and he pressed his hips forward against the desk, seeking friction. "Fuck," he breathed. Vito's hand came down again. Harder this time. SMACK. "Oh god…" Aiden's whole body jerked forward, his fingers curling into fists behind his back. He had never thought he would want to be touched like this. Never imagined it. But right now, with Vito's hand on him, with the heat spreading through his body, he didn't want him to stop.

And for once_ The devil's son did not think of war. He felt a wave of peace wash over him.

Chapter 20 – His Cruel Game Lucian’s hand left her head and trailed lower, his touch deceptively slow as it slid along her thigh. She flinched at the contact, her body already tense, her mind torn between anger and a heat she refused to acknowledge. “You think the devil is cruel?” His voice was smooth, almost mocking. “The devil at least bargains. I don’t.” Before she could react, his fingers found their way beneath the hem of her dress, parting her thighs with unhurried precision. His gaze locked on hers, daring her to look away as his touch brushed over her folds, slow and deliberate strokes that drew an unwilling gasp from her lips.

Your sexy bastard, Devil I knew that I was looking at the catastrophe that has hit my life.

He could already tell how this would end. “Don't you ever touch me!” Kon removed his hand from a stunned Devil's, and stormed off, cursing under his breath. He half expected the men to rush at him, but none of them did so. Not because they didn't try. They were stopped by the devil. “It's okay.” He touched his cheeks as he watched the boy leave. If he hasn't already determined to make the boy his, the boy's actions now, made him eager to tie the boy to his bed and show him what discipline means.