Psyche Eros Novels & Stories

The pictures of me topless and on my knees for him. My whole naked body on full display for him to jerk off to every night. His hand around his big cock, stroking it to me, thinking about the way he felt inside of me, pumping in and out and in and out, faster and faster. Tugging on my nipples. Touching my clit. I closed my eyes, the pressure in my core building higher and higher, and I hadn't even touched myself yet. The door opened, and I tried my hardest to push away the dirty thoughts of Everett's dad when I was about to see Everett.

Could only gasp as he tightened his grip, just slightly, just enough that every thrust felt like it was happening at the edge of consciousness. "Look at you. Choking on my cock and loving every second of it." His thumb pressed against my windpipe. The world went hazy. Stars burst behind my eyes, and my orgasm rose from somewhere primal, somewhere I didn't know existed inside me. "Please…" "Please what, sweetheart? Cum for me. Cum for your daddy."

‘ you gonna be death of me ʼ eros closed his eyes as he can feel his pants getting tighter with his boner. ‘ how will I be your death if you are gonna eat me, wouldn't it be my death if you ate me ʼ she questioned with frustration as her little brain can't process his complicated words. Eros knew he was losing control over his senses so he pushed her off his laps and stood up. He can’t control himself around her. He need a release yet he don’t want to fuck her. Even through he is no good man but still fucking her will be just like raping her and taking advantage of her innocence. He doesn’t know what has possessed him . Anyways It’s been long time since he had a good fucking session with his

Ersa’s expression immediately changed, even after hearing Eros’s words just now added more changes to her expression. Eros’s voice began to be heard again by them, “Sorry to make you hear this, Miss Ersa. Maybe you don’t know who Siska is, but this girl is a snake in my eye that almost pecked me. Anyone who tries to get into my private affairs or touch my lover, that person will not live in peace. I promise you that.” Ersa smiled awkwardly after hearing Eros’ word, who seemed to pose a threat to her. Eros’s words were a threat to Ersa. So that Ersa doesn’t get too close to him and even more so annoys Kanya.

Zeze made a few talismans to disguise the goblins as I and the elder. ''I haven't told you this yet, but Eros is good with making illusions; he has strong telekinesis power that is unmatched. His delusion is intense no one has ever broken out of one of his illusions, bringing me to my next plan. "Ezra said, ''3). Use Eros illusion to make that is nonsense you are putting yourself in danger. "Nolan said, ''Haha, I didn't know you cared, but it won't be me; "Ezra said,

Eros Dad closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Enriquez is mentally unstable. From birth, he has been suffering from several impulse control disorders. When he was young, he resorted to bullying and stealing. Then it was bullying and alcohol. With therapy, we got rid of his illnesses, but he started gambling. No amount of therapy could help him this time. We tried to get him off gambling, and he developed schizophrenia. In the last twenty years, it became worse, more so after he went bankrupt. He stopped his treatment, and now he’s usually lost in a world of hallucinations. Dad and I had taken care of him since the day he was born. I promised dad I would take care of him all my life. I co

🔥 Amelia POV The noise was getting louder by the second. It was already bad, but now it felt like it was crawling under my skin. Then— a scent. It drifted past my nose. Different. Not familiar. Sharp enough to pull something ugly out of me. My body reacted before I could think. That same urge. That same itch. I hate it. I tried to suppress it. I really did. But it kept rising. So I lifted my head. Slowly. And there he was. Scruny eyes. Looking straight at me.

My boyfriend is a piece of shit for cheating on me, I was so loyal to him, turned down a lot of guys for him. I have been sex-starved for a month now, even before I broke up with him. I touched myself a lot after the break up, but couldn’t still get that satisfaction I longed for. So I got myself a couple of sex toys, they were fast at making me hit orgasm, and making me cum. There wasn’t that intense pleasure you would get from a man, the touches, the gaze, and the voice. Even the moans from the man, how he gives you care and all of that. “I am cooked” I cried out, lying on my bed alone in my bedroom.

“You’re just a plaything. Not qualified to call me that.” I nearly broke character and laughed out loud. Then he kissed me through the steam, and I definitely lost the ability to breathe, think, or pretend. But when he lifted me and carried me toward the bed, I panicked again. My hands were shaking as I pushed at his chest. “Wait—wait—stop. You need to conserve energy. Health and longevity!” He pried my hands away effortlessly. “In that little trash novel of yours, what just happened was the appetizer. We haven’t even started.”