Seduction Of Thanatos Novels & Stories

More slick poured out around his cock, easing his brutal thrusts. “Yes,” Aurelius murmured from the side. He leaned down and licked a stripe up my throat, right over my racing pulse. “Fight it in your head all you want, little moon. Your body is begging for the sin. It wants us to keep breaking you.” Cassian moved to my other side. He stroked my leaking cock slowly, teasingly, while Thorne fucked me senseless. “Let the conflict take you,” Cassian whispered against my ear. “The shame only makes your surrender deeper. Come for us while you hate how good it feels.”

Her laugh soon began to shift into moan and groan full of pleasure. The leather sofa in the luxurious apartment living room was a silent witness of burning passion between the lovers tonight, as well as the beginning of their cunning plan to trap Siena.

Zed never left the couch. He sat reclined, legs slightly parted, silk robe loosened enough to betray the sweat glistening at his collarbone. His breath hitched, again. And again. Not from effort, but from watching, absorbing, feeling. His nerves were tuned so finely now, the rhythm of Nigel's panting and Thanos' deep growls echoed directly in his spine. They moved like unleashed creatures. Nothing left of their first-night hesitations. No commands needed anymore. Thanos had grown possessive. Not of Zed, but of the way Nigel trembled. He chased that sound like it was a secret he wasn't supposed to hear. Nigel, in turn, responded to every grip, every press of skin, like he was designed to be c

I turned at Theodore when he chuckled before turning at me. "It seems he intends to watch us, moonshine. Shall we bestow him a good show?" My eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief. He smiled sheepishly before he tweaked my nipple, making me moan in response. Theodore came to lick and suck my earlobe. "Thaddeus' fetish is to watch his delicious prey being played by another predator, moonshine." That made me turn at Thaddeus, whose expression was stoic and apathetic, making me feel nervous before I gulped and turned to Theodore, who was already taking the rose and opened his palm to make it jerk again.

Willing to wait for centuries for his true love. "I accept Sel. I can do anything to get you back." And that's when Sel closes her eyes. Looking up at the sky. Opening her palms. "Goodbye Than." A strike of thunder and lightning hits the sky. And next they know. The tree bark behind opens up. Pulling Than's soul to it. Fear covering his features. "What...what are you doing Sel? Let me go!!!" He says thrashing, getting trapped in the tree. Unable to move, even an inch. Crying hysterically.

That's how Debora managed to disconnect from her mother's life, she left there in search of an adventure with a demon, that's how she discovered the debauchery of the flames, Andaluz was perfect. The exchanges of couples in that mansion were so intense, in which the men were lost in their own pleasures, their games of seduction, in which everyone there was exchanging with these women, who were succubae, incubi involved in their games. All these people were sexy to anyone who came looking for them, there was no way they could refuse. Using lust as the force of his brutally mysterious desires, of great and countless secrets the size of his ego... in which another part of him thought about his

NATHAN I loved the feel of her in my hands as I kneaded her sensitive spots. She was the most intense woman I had ever been with and I didn’t want her to stop her acts. I was going insane already as I thought about what I was going to do to make her squirm like there was no tomorrow. I didn’t think that there was anything more perfect than this.

Welcome to Seduction: The Taste of Lust He was ruthless they said, a womanizer with a daring personality of hijacking everyone's life, one mistake, and my world was in his hands. Without realizing I gave him everything, my past, my future and my present was all in his favor as he silently made his move toward me, I was naive to believe him, foolish to get played by words, and fucking stupid to believe his actions, "trust me" he said then why am I regretting this.

Welcome to The Art of Seduction, a series crafted to lead you through the labyrinth of human passion, where every turn reveals another facet of our darkest fantasies and most forbidden dreams. Here, seduction is an art form, a game played with skillful precision and dangerous intent. It’s a world where whispered promises can lead to a lifetime of ecstasy or an eternity of torment. Each story within these pages is a journey, an invitation to step into the unknown and embrace the shadows that lurk within us all. But be warned, dear reader, this path is not for the faint of heart.

) On hindsight, while Proserpina knows she should be glad that Alastor might actually have a chance of a capability to move on now since they couldn't be together, the irrational feeling of bubbling rage, the sudden desire to drag every single living being in the dance floor by the hair kicking and screaming for mercy to the burning pits of hell for what she just saw was tempting. It was frightening how sudden, how furious she had been in that one moment. Good thing Alastor had taken the initiative to tear himself away from that useless goddess before she– ‘Yes?’ Thanatos drawled, completely unimpressed, ‘...you'll what, my dear? You'll skin the goddess of love alive and cause a scene? You’l