Pasion Y Poder Capitulo 94 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Erina… stop… please…” “I can’t,” she whispered, shaking, her hands trembling. “I am trying to control it. But… I can’t… I can’t control it.” “Yes, you can,” he rasped, dragging himself forward through the smoke. “You have to… please..” But her powers surged again, lashing out a final burst that struck him square in the chest. The sound that followed wasn’t a scream, it was silence. The fire glowed so brightly, dimmed, and then, slowly, died.

she panted, while clearly feeling pleasure in that fear of getting caught in a situation like this with him by someone. “I know, princesa….” He sucked on her earlobe while opening the buckle of his pants. Their bodies had started burning in pain and need by now for each other, especially his. He felt like every inch of his skin was set on a brutal fire which only she and her closeness could calm down. Flora was trying to control her breathing when she heard him unbuckling his pants. She immediately opened her eyes and tilted her head to look at him and there she understood the trouble and pain in his reddened eyes. His face was flushed and his breathing was heavy too.

He laughs when he sees the fire in my eyes. “Oh, brother, the look in your eyes tells me you regret what you did, but not me. If given the chance, I will kill them over and over again and make sure they are never reincarnated. That's how much I crave to keep the power all to myself, and you, my brothers, can't stop. No one can stop me.” “You will never get to lay your hands on Ahvi. Not in this lifetime, Leonardo,” Vance grits through his teeth.

I did. Instead of returning my fingers to their previous position, I brought them to my mouth. While she watched, I fanned her core with warm breath from my nostrils. It must have tickled because she shuddered a little. My tongue darted forward and gave her a little flick. She shuddered again and tried to close her legs, but I wasn’t having it. I placed my legs perfectly between hers and drove her straight to heaven’s gate. I didn’t spare a spot.

Lia *** Trigger Warning *** Pain surged through me, tears blurring my vision as I witnessed my mate being pleasured by another woman, someone who wasn’t me. The sight seared into my mind, a dagger twisting in my heart. I gasped for air, each breath a struggle against the agony of his betrayal. His climax echoed in my ears as he released himself down her throat, a gut-wrenching sound that intensified my anguish. Determination burned within me, vowing to punish her for daring to touch what belonged to me. With a wicked smile, he whispered, “We’re not finished yet, sweetheart,” as he sat down, forcefully guiding her onto his throbbing member.

Then, he adjusted his position slightly downward until he could reach my entrance. From there, he proceeded to penetrate me from behind with increasing intensity and depth, each thrust igniting waves of pleasure that surged through my body. He might be my Powerless Adam, but in this moment, he possessed a unique power. He f*cked me harder and deeper than ever before—in the most delicious way possible. Every thrust was filled with an intensity that ignited every nerve ending, pushing us both towards an unforgettable climax.

he exclaimed, his voice breathy and teasing, each word laced with playful authority. As he spoke, the air around them crackled with electricity, thick with the promise of pleasure. Without hesitation, he began to rain down successive penetrations upon her, each thrust powerful and demanding, pushing her further into the abyss of ecstasy. Patricia gasped at the sensation, her body arching instinctively to meet him, craving the fullness of his movements as he claimed her over and over again.

he whispered, his voice barely audible. Lucifer’s hips thrust forward, filling Allistair in one swift, powerful movement. Allistair cried out, his body stretching to accommodate Lucifer’s size. The pain was intense, but the pleasure that followed was even more overwhelming. Lucifer’s movements were rough and unyielding, each thrust a claim, a promise, a reminder of the bond that transcended time and reality. Allistair met him stroke for stroke, his body yielding and demanding in equal measure. The stone wall behind him was cold and unyielding, but the heat of their passion made it seem distant and insignificant.

"Disrespectfully!" She yelled out in a determined manner, but her body just let him hold her, letting the Fire God León de Fuego gently lay her down on the bed, using an incredibly fast speed to "bully" her A soft, warm Palomas Blancas. “Don't you want to eat my tongue? Now whether you want my soul or my power, you can easily get it…”

No, he’d sell the tickets himself and get rich off her stupidity. Adriana, now she would gain a more intimate death that wouldn’t come quickly or painlessly. Maximus wanted to make her suffer for the humiliation she’d heaped on him time and again. He’d teach her first how to be biddable and meek. She’d shake it, see him coming near her. He hated every bone in her body and he wanted to break one bone slowly every day until she didn’t have a single unbroken bone in her body. Maximus wanted to feast on her blood and force her to love every moment he drank her dry. She’d love the pain as much as the false pleasure of being sucked dry. He’d keep her around long after she started begging to die. O