Sadistic Beauty Yuri Novels & Stories

"That is... is it lipstick?!" "Oh my!" The crowd was making noise for the young lady that will follow the man, her beautiful hand and then a slender arm came to the view as her gorgeous pair of feet came to the view. However, the woman that they were expecting was not there, instead, a rare beauty, almost breathtaking took Dion's hand and walked forward. "Who... who is that?" "Oh my... she is so beautiful. Is she an actress?" "No, I don't think so, with that face, I would have recognized her."

It also scarred my life. There was one woman who captured my eye in the crowd, a woman that was so familiar. She looked at me with pity. I smiled at her. Tears fell from her face. “Don’t….cry……Psyche..” I spoke as I closed my eyes. Letting darkness consume me. I feel less sad knowing that I saw a familiar and lovely face before I died.

"Are you sure?" said Eshan. But Sebastian didn't answer his question. He just turned his back on Eshan and continued walking towards the meeting hall. So Eshan did nothing but follow Sebastian to their meeting and they just left Yuri. When the two Alphas left. Yuri took a deep breath. His face showed his tiredness that day. Yuri walked over to go to his office to rest for a while. But as he walked his whole body felt a tremor which was the cause of his weakness at those times. At those times he seems not to be at his job because of his sudden shuddering, and this attitude pisses him off. And all of this is because of Sebastian's pheromones. Just by remembering Sebastian's scent, he feels lik

Yuri gulped down the sweets that were in his mouth and looked in disdain at the guy who was once again smiling creepily. “You need to spend some time in horni jail,” Yuri rolled his eyes at Kim. “Heh, but you did like it when I did a perverted thing to you.” Kim caught hold of his arms and pulled him in a tight hug. “What? There is no such thing as that!” Yuri said in a high pitched tone but that only gave away his squeaking voice. With his arms being caught, he did not even have time to run away from there. All he could do was try to slowly find

Yuri bucked against her mouth, fingers twisting almost painfully in Akari's hair. "Akari! I'm... I'm going to..." Yuri babbled incoherently, lost to the pleasure consuming her. She was right on the edge, teetering on the brink of ecstasy... Akari chose that moment to close her lips around Yuri's clit and suck hard, sending her flying over the edge with a hoarse cry. Yuri spasmed and shook, waves of bliss crashing over her as she cummed harder than she ever had in her life. She collapsed back against the tub, chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Akari placed soft kisses along her inner thighs, coaxing her down gently. "Beautiful," she whispered. "You're so beautiful when you cu

That meant she must be an elite fighter. However, up until that point, she made no move to seduce Dorian despite her shapely body and attractive allure. None of her words, techniques, or aura indicated this. This was nothing like a succubus. Yuria was more like a female warrior who had experienced hundreds of fights. Her elegance was more similar to a leopard. "My name is Dorian Weaver. Pleased to meet you." Dorian gave her a salute with a grim look on his face.

My fingers were almost completely sucked inside. Then Yuria mounted him and used her hand to insert his C*ck inside her. When she had him deep inside, she started a steady rotation of her hips. As she walked, the margins of her pale blue garment brushed my exposed stomach and thighs. With the skirts of the dress spread out around her, Yuria rode atop him, appearing like a soft, massive mushroom that had silently peeked its face up through the dead leaves on the ground and opened under the protecting wings of night. Her v*gina felt simultaneously warm and freezing.

The feverish crescendo matched the music's pounding heartbeat—a rhythm unyielding, an illusion I couldn't break. The outline of Lana's body was familiar yet unremarkable as I lost myself in the frenzy of pursuit. Desperate to escape reality, my thrusts became erratic, seeking satisfaction that eluded my bruised heart. Her cries rose in pitch, cascading over me like an echo of emotions I couldn’t reciprocate. She begged me for more, and compliance was automatic.

Bite and suck, bite and suck. *This fucking guy.* How did we even get here? How did we get to the point where physically hurting me was the only thing that turned him on? How could this be the only thing that satisfied him? Hunter's warm hands massaged my swollen tits; he was enjoying this so much. His cock, which was still hard as steel, proved this. *God, he can be so patient.* I could only imagine what he would do once he was ready. "Fuck me already, fucking me and let's be done with this," I begged almost pleadingly. The slick between my thighs dripped, wet for him.