Pasion Y Poder Capitulo 94 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

—Don't eat cravings, my dear Alfita, it's when I want, not when you order, I'm in charge here and no one else —Stop playing with me Lale, I know you have a lot of power, but it's poor compared to Ana's, it's better that you don't want to play dirty tricks. —I'm not doing it, you are the one who is going to help me, you gave yourself to me on a silver platter, I only need your essence, your power, I arise in the desire and lust of men, that is my greatest power and without memory will have you surrendered at my feet -That's a lie! —If you say it Alfita, I'm not going to get you out of your ignorance, by now my stupid daughter and her puppy must have died, I don't feel their energy, nor that o

“I have given you the time you needed to grow up. I respected Cassie’s wishes but now the time has come for you to take your place as my Luna.” “And what if I don’t want it?” He scoffed. “You have no choice in the matter, Dawn. These marks that we share mean we are branded for each other. Regardless of what that little boy toy of yours has told you.” My eyes widened. “Boy toy? You mean Craig?” A low rumbling growl escaped his lips causing me to shrink back a bit. His eyes glowed, causing me to take a few steps back. Jason shook his head before closing his eyes and taking a few calming breaths. When he opened his eyes again, they were back to normal and he seemed to have regained some control

Xavier crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the door. Seeing Bianca who just didn't answer, Xavier became very angry. He approached Bianca and immediately threw away the ointment that was in front of Bianca. "You should be taught a lesson, bitch." Hearing that, Bianca bravely returned Xavier's gaze sharply. "Watch your mouth before I rip it off!" Xavier chuckled, suddenly he grabbed Bianca's hair. "Try it, if you can do it," Xavier said defiantly. The anger that had been suppressed for the past few days seemed to give Bianca strength. Bianca quickly grabbed Xavier's other hand and immediately bit Xavier.

Gold flares around him, burning brighter than the moon. But I can still feel it. The cold. The whisper. The wrongness. A seed of divine power curled inside my chest the goddess’s mark. And it’s growing. Ares POV Aria’s scream guts me. Not because it’s loud but because it’s wrong. It’s the sound of power tearing through her veins. Power she can’t control. Power she shouldn’t have. I catch her before she hits the sand, dropping to my knees with her cradled against my chest. Moonfire flickers violently under her skin, crawling across her ribs in frantic, jagged lines.

The cool air of the room kissed my skin, and I felt a strange sense of power as Cross's gaze dropped to my chest, his pupils dilating with lust. "You have a beautiful chest, cara," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. I ignored the compliment, focusing solely on the task at hand. I straddled him, my knees pressing into the mattress on either side of his hips. His eyes grew even darker as I reached down, my hand shaking slightly, and grasped the zipper of his pants. I yanked it down, the metal teeth parting with a rough sound that seemed to fill the room. His erection sprang free, and I felt a strange thrill at the power I held in that moment.

His heart thundered wildly against my palms, a frantic rhythm that betrayed him more than words ever could. “But don’t worry, Damiano,” I purred, my tone dripping with mock sweetness. My fingers spread across his chest, pressing harder. “I’ll give you a gift.” I leaned in close, my lips brushing his ear as I whispered, “A gift to you… for letting hell free. For letting me free.” And then, without another word, I let the fire surge from my hands. It spilled out of me in a violent rush—heat so fierce it roared beneath my skin, consuming him. I felt his flesh sear beneath my palms, smelled the sharp sting of burning skin, heard the guttural cry tear from his throat as my power etched itself int

I enclosed on her and wrapped my arms around her waist pressing her back on my hard body. I kissed her neck and she moaned but when her back fully rested on me and my huge hard-on pressed on her ass she immediately jolt up and stepped away from me like someone who just woke up from a dream. "Kane I'm dead serious this time, leave this room because if I return and still see you here I'm calling Passion guards immediately and you don't want to be forever banned from Passion for breaking one of their rules do you?" she asked but didn't wait for any reply as she went inside the room bathroom to shower. Actually, I know how serious the matter will be once she calls on the Passion guard. Breaking

Back and forth, back and forth, his tongue flicks and swirls and teases that small bundle of nerves that makes my toes curl and my hips grind against his face. And then one of his hands leaves my waist, and I think he’s going to move on to something else?— I cry out again. He’s filling me with his fingers—first one, then two—and instantly searches for the spot deep inside me that no one, especially not Conrad, ever tried to hit. “Sing for me, moya plamya.” Pasha breathes over my pussy. He presses, his fingers curl, and I feel the sudden surge of pleasure when he finds that sweet spot inside me.

“There it is. The cursed fire. She’ll burn you alive, King—just give her time.” His words were like gasoline on the flames within me. My chest tightened, my vision swaying. The whispers grew louder, pushing, demanding. Yes. Yes! Finish it. Unleash us. Let the world tremble. I dropped to one knee, clutching my head, battling against the chaos inside me. “No… I won’t…” Kaïden moved, sword raised to strike Thorne again. But my power surged outward unexpectedly, shaking the hall with such force that the torches shattered, dust cascading from above.

Elijah zipped his pants with cold elegance, but his cock still glistened, thick and wet. He grabbed her messy hair, yanking her head up. “You’re not done,” he said flatly. She whimpered, still half-laughing. “¡Papi, por favor! My culo burning, my panocha dripping— I no can walk straight!” Elijah smirked, pale eyes glowing. “Good. Then you’ll walk upstairs crooked and everyone will know what I’ve done to you.” “ I’ll bend you over the dining table—in front of my ministers and when you squirt for me there, I’ll make them applaud.”.