Scarlet Silva Sex Novels & Stories

Grey had watched Scarlett grow into the strong, capable woman she was today, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and affection. The memory of the health orientation program that Scarlett had organized for the pack resurfaced in Dr. Grey's mind. It had been a remarkable initiative, showcasing Scarlett's dedication to the well-being of others. She remembered how Scarlett had taken charge of the event, sharing valuable information with the pack members about health and wellness. The way Scarlett had interacted with everyone, her confidence and passion shining through, had left an indelible mark on everyone present.

Christian shrugged, "Fine then. Maybe I could just forward another set of photo to your beloved husband. Like the ones in your closet." Michelle went livid, "So it was you!" The Casanova said nothing but approached her slowly until they were barely inches away from each other. He then ran his fingertip on her exposed cleavage, "I know you miss me, Michelle. Your body can't deny it." Michelle was breathing heavily. God save her from this man. Yes, Malcolm was good in bed but he couldn't be compared to Christian. The guy was a maniac when it came to sex. He knew just the right buttons to press. "Stop it, Christian. Please."

Lucien had always been obsessively controlling in that regard. I got pregnant within my first month in the Wargspire Pack. I was filled with joy, only to have it crushed by a white pill he'd shoved into my mouth. "I've only ever loved Sylvia. Rhett is the only pup I'll ever acknowledge. If you had a pup, you wouldn't be able to care for Rhett properly." From that day on, he made me take a contraceptive every time after we slept together. For ten years, he didn't allow an exception once.

Vibrators, dildo’s, double ended dildo’s, butt plugs, ball gags, harness’. Thea’s face redden as she stifled a giggle. There was another little card tucked in the box, she picked it up to read. ‘I do hope you’ll use these on a man but, I won’t blame you if you feel the need to chain and gag Penny😉’ Thea burst out laughing, “I just damn might have to,” she said to herself. She dropped the box back down onto the floor as she moved down the hallway in the direction of the living room. Thea let out a frustrated sigh when she saw the naked corpse of a man slumped over the couch.

“You can have a lot of fun taming her. We'll start at fifty thousand for her price.” I casually looked at the slave in question, studying her. My mind jolted as I caught sight of her face. Her dark hair, her soft features. Her beautiful but strained body, the pain and exhaustion on her face. Spice? Her name was not Spice. It was Marlowe. Marlowe Sage Kunetsov. I could never forget. What the fuck was she doing here? I inhaled slowly to call my racing heart. I was not supposed to be reacting this way. She was not supposed to be drawing this kind of reaction from me. At least, not anymore.

" Athos snapped . "Go on, Rylee . " “That night, Scarlet went to the Riviera alone, taking the LSD. She approached the girl you were seeing and convinced her to take her to the bedroom with you, where she slipped the drug into your drink and Juliane's. I hesitated, and Athos squeezed my hand, nodding for me to continue, his eyes, heavy with anticipation, fixed on my face. — She even had sex with you, but even drugged you demanded the use of a condom, which she took home, with your semen, in order to perform an artificial insemination. However, on the way, she found Michel and ended up having sex with him without protection, which would make it impossible for her to get pregnant without havin

Sasha Morris, a Norwegian, had her gray hair loose and wet, she was an exchange student, with whom Silvia had met at college, at least a day ago. - So, how was it for you? – Sasha asked her. - The sex was good, he didn't cum inside me. – Silvia said. - They don't do that before putting Dio in, Sasha said. - How long have you been doing this? – Silvia asked her. - 3 months. – Sasha said. - I still have only one client, I'm exclusive. – Sasha said. – He's an Arab sheik. – Sasha said, showing the photo of a tall man with a turban and red skin.

“Yesss..fuck..just like that! Rub me raw, ruin me, I don’t care..just don’t stop!” Her thighs trembled at the sight of him completely undone, head thrown back, sweat glistening, begging for more like his life depended on it. “Goddamn…” she gasped, teeth sinking into her lip. “You’re fucking soaked. You’re gonna make me..” “Cum with me,” Izel cried, voice breaking. “Scarlet, please..don’t leave me hanging, I need you..fuck..” Their clits collided again and again, the friction brutal, wet, obscene. Scarlet’s moans turned to screams, nails raking down his chest as the pressure snapped inside her.

"Audrey, let me ask you. Do you think that I am a bad person?" Audrey glanced at her. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Silvia took two small sips of the iced lemon tea and said gloomily, "I have someone I like obviously, yet I slept with another man... Most importantly, I even enjoyed it!" "You're not a bad woman, you're just a promiscuous playgirl and you're greedy," Audrey's tongue was vicious. She never held back when commenting about Silvia! Silvia glared at her. "I must have been blind. Why did I become friend with a woman like you?"

"You may have prepared, but have you ever actually done it yourself?" Scarlett raised her chin defiantly. "I may be young, but I'm not inexperienced. I learned some stuff while I was in Europe." Without warning, Romero's hand shot out and grabbed hold of Scarlett's right hand, pulling her towards him until their lips were almost touching. Scarlett struggled against him, but he held her firmly in place.