Odr Danmachi Novels & Stories

Expression open and raw. "Say my name." Kyrian shook his head. "No." "Say it." Lorenzo thrust deep. Hitting that spot that made Kyrian’s toes curl. "Lorenzo," Kyrian sobbed. "Again." "Lorenzo. Please." Lorenzo let go. He collapsed against Kyrian, burying his face in the crook of his neck. They rode the high together. The room spinning. The pheromones so thick they could taste them. Silence fell.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

This isn’t you, calm down. As we stared to each other, his crimson eyes was burning red and its orbs were shining as if it’s scanning all of my inner soul. My heart’s throbbing fast as I looked back at him with my blue sea eyes. “What are you doing?” Finally, I asked without hesitation. His eyes distracted me and I forgot what we’ve been talking about. He moved away from me and replied, “Nothing. Put this one away from your mind. Don’t remember everything what happened.” “You’re really acting weird, Doom. Are you sure you’re still Doom?”

The top is too small, and my breasts are almost spilling out the top and these shorts keep riding up and showing off my butt. I hear Daerius growl and they all turn away, much to my surprise. There is a large open area with lots of thin blue mats spread out everywhere. Daerius yells something and they start sparring on the mats. I lean against the wall nearby and watch them fight, barely able to keep my eyes open with how boring this is. “Why aren’t there any women?” I ask Daerius when I still see only males. “Because women can’t and don’t fight,” he snorts making me growl.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

He took his briefs off, and stroked his dick while leaning down and giving her a kiss which she gladly returned. Damon deepened the kiss and placed her on his dick and she gasped pulling out of the kiss. His eyes trail to hers and she kept staring at his dick. It was huge and Raven wondered if it was going to fit in her coochie. Damon moved her hand that was on his dick and started stroking it and her tiny hands were just perfect. “Open up,” he demanded and the good girl in her obliged. The warmth of her mouth caused his dick to tighten.

Drum beats. There they were again--ricocheting off of her internal organs, rolling around in her mind as if each of them was a giant boulder, careening into her mind with every slam of stick onto skin. Nya stood on the daise with her family, her hands literally tied to her sides, her feet bound beneath her gown so that no one in the audience could tell that she had been forced to attend the ceremony against her will. Of course, the binding was also to prevent her from taking action against her father as he went through the motions of selecting the next person who would die at the hands of the angry dragon.

Ashrac Looking down at the small white business card in my hand, I can't help wondering what I'm doing here. I've sunk so low even my best chess strategy won't save me. I glance up at "ODA" etched in white block letters on the glass door in front of me. Otherworld Dating Agency. Shrugging, I decide to go for broke. What the hell do I have to lose at this point? I open the door and shove it forward a little harder than I meant to. It slams against the far wall with a thud. A woman behind a large oak desk looks up and scowls. I grimace inside my head because I'm accustomed to that exact look from my mother when she's unhappy about something I've done. This won't go well.

“We will discuss this later.” She motioned for her soldiers to follow her and headed in the direction of the sounds. When they came upon the large room, the vampires and the werewolf were still bent over while Chloe lay in a heap between them. Verona’s eyes went fiery red at the sight of a half-dozen dragons filling up the room. Her voice was rich with hostility as she hissed, “You dare step foot in Meta territory?” “Spare me,” Myriana said as she set fire to Verona with her breath.

Foreplay was over as soon as that condom was properly rolled down his dick. I liked that he let me be on top, playing into my need for control. I can’t help it. I’m a D’Amore. We are born Doms. Not the first time and won’t be the last that I ride his cock like this, but unlike any time before this, everything felt more intense. Each roll of my hips and thrust of his cock lit me up. I could see the purple aura of my magic surrounding us.