Prisoner Zuko Ao3 소설 & 이야기

I hold the glass with both hands and shift on my feet. "She's such a baby," one of the men says. It makes the others access me again and look away. "I like her," he says with his down lip in between his teeth. He dims his eyes at me. It is supposed to be sexy but he looks like a Sloth. Zuri looks at me and winks. I'm tempted to yank off her wig and lunge at her. Did she forget her senses at home? She was the one that handed me tampons this morning now she's pimping me out.

She sings while she observes my new appearance. I grasp her hands with my own, clasping them together, and before I can ask her how it is possible, visions of me and Zion mating flash before me. I exhale, shutting my eyes as I turn my head away in shame, indulging in the erotic images that flash before me. Zion thrusts his hips forward, and I arch my back off the bed with a sob, leaving my lips. A pinch of pain licks my insides while his eyes glow lustrously.

Zandro commands but only the Archon is allowed to enter the dungeon. When Zandro arrived at the Dark Dungeon he immediately felt the cold. "Is she scared ?," He asked coldly. "I think No, My Lord" the punisher who was with his answer. "D-id she eats?" He had hesitated to ask, but he already knew the answer. "The prisoner of the Dungeon are not allowed to eat, My Lord." "Give her even just water," Zandro said coldly then went to Agatha's jail. "But, My Lord—" "Do as I command."

"Let'‌s burn. Le⁠t's show h‌er exact⁠ly what‌ she'​s missing.⁠" I saw h⁠is pupil​s blow wide, his d​ark e‌yes​ turnin‍g into bottomless p⁠its of ob⁠si⁠dian. The restraint he'd been weari​ng a​ll night like⁠ a suit of a⁠rmor finally cracked. His grip tighte‌ned, hi​s fin‌gers br⁠uising the skin o​f⁠ m⁠y hip through the v‌elv‌et.

My voice came out soft but filthy. “I’m soaked,” I whispered. “My pussy is dripping down my thighs because of how much I loved having your cock in my mouth. And now I want to feel you stretch me open. I want to sink down on you while you’re helpless like this and fuck myself on your cock until I come all over you.” Zade’s eyes fluttered shut for a second as he groaned, his cock twitching hard in my hand. “Then do it, baby,” he said, voice rough and wrecked. “Take what you want. I’m all yours. Ride me. Use my cock however you need. I want to watch you come while I’m cuffed and can’t do anything but feel you.”

Zykos reached out and pulled the cover down himself. And inside was a male omega. He was chained and dressed in nothing but underwear, a slender figure with tanned skin and a face so pretty he could have passed for a woman. There were no visible wounds, no bruises, no marks of mistreatment. He had been kept in perfect condition. “Fuck,” Zykos breathed, his voice suddenly thick. “You’re as gorgeous as ever, my love. Have you decided? Be my Luna.” He opened the cage and stepped inside. His touch was gentle, almost reverent. His whole body trembled, like someone slipping into rut all at once. But the omega did not respond. He only looked at Zykos with clear, unhidden disgust.

"If you kill him here, the Empire will find you. You aren't fully healed yet." "He thinks you belong to him," Valerius snarled, his ears pinning back. A second later, the locks exploded as they were forced open by a high-frequency override. Kaelen Voss storms into the apartment, his face pale and his Alpha scent a chaotic, stinking mess of cedar and desperation. He stopped dead when he saw them. He didn't see the low-tier shifter he expected. Instead he saw Lyra Solis, the woman he had discarded, standing in the protective embrace of a Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox whose aura was so powerful it made the air in the small room feel like solid weight.

But only when he turned his back on me, I realized he had only ever loved the halo of a Luna-to-be that used to surround me. Now the halo disappeared. I should be disappeared too. In one night, I was reduced from the Beta’s Class A daughter to a prisoner. The next three years felt like a waking nightmare. Backbreaking labor, the sting of whips waiting around every corner, the senseless malice of those just as broken as me...Each day chipped away at the girl I used to be, until even my body no longer felt like my own. I tried to kill myself, but the prison made sure I wouldn’t die.

Zaros groaned, focusing on pleasuring her with his hot breath in her wet puddle. He continued his intimate exploration, and Adira's moans grew louder. Her voice softened and turned raspy as the pleasure intensified. Zaros, aware of the long tongue he possessed, reached deep inside her, hitting the A-spot of her pleasure. Adira's grip on his hair intensified, causing him discomfort, but she was too lost in her ecstasy to notice. Zaros groaned on her pussy, his hot breath making her shudder.

Zain turned silent looking ruefully at his master who wasn't showing any signs of alarm . " If its out there , its out there " said the high priest " we have no idea where and whom to search , and taking a stroll down that girl's memory lane ( 'that's rude ' said Zain) I found out a lot " ignoring Zain , the high priest commented . " I believe someone already has the book of tenebris , spilling blood of innocents , using the magic of puppeteer, locking a soul in someone's unconsciousness , if All of these ain't from that book , then you be my master "