Serpent's Embrace Sex Position Novels & Stories

His hands gripped her thighs, gently spreading her legs as he adjusted his angle, sliding inside her with slow, deliberate strokes. Melva arched, pressing her hips up to meet his, matching his rhythm instinctively. Every movement sent jolts of pleasure coursing through her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, needing the friction, the connection. After a few minutes, Simon shifted again, flipping them onto their sides with Melva’s back pressed against his chest. He wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her close while he moved in slow, deep strokes from behind. Melva shivered against him, the intimacy of the position making her moans softer, more needy.

I squeezed my eyes shut, teeth sinking into my bottom lip, desperate to hold in the whimper that threatened to escape. His breath was hot against the back of my neck, his lips grazing the sensitive skin there in a way that sent a shiver racing down my spine. “I told you to stay still,” he murmured, voice low, rough with sleep but laced with that familiar, dark edge of control. I bit back a shaking sigh. And I sneakily tried to struggle under him only for him to tighten his hold and shift his leg on mine trapping me. “Don’t fight me, ptichka,” he growled this time with his harsh breath against my ear whispering promises of ruin.

It was a little strange, but I liked it. I lifted her off me, then positioned her body on all fours. With a dark growl, I thrusted hard inside her. "Now it's my turn, and I need all night to satisfy my dick." I chuckled, swimming in the sinful power I had over her. This was my favorite position, a woman bent over for me, my dick slamming into her like I owned her.

She says, turning away from me. I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her back against me. Her head leans back, giving me an excellent view of her throat. I begin kissing her neck and my hands come up under the serape, taking a breast in each. Her nipples are already hard nubs and I tug them gently, eliciting a moan from my mate before beginning to massage them. She arches into my hands, her backside pressing against my throbbing length. My dragon rumbles his pleasure at her response and the vibration coursing through my body to hers has her mouth falling open, as she cries out in pleasure.

She was sucking it like anything, with speed and expertise. Then she got up and removed her panties and sat on my lap facing me again. This time while taking my dick inside her, I was becoming mad looking at her eyes rolling back and mouth opening while she moaned making my dick inside in merger sex position. She was ramming my dick by jumping up and down holding my shoulders for support. We fucked in that position for 15 minutes and I got up my carrying her while her legs and hands were wrapped around me and my dick still inside her.

He answered, driving deep, at the same angle. She threw her head back on the pillow, arched her back, and then screamed, in the throes of another climax. The convulsive spasms of his body nearly brought him to orgasm as well, but he it took all her willpower to hold on. He wanted to make her switch legs, put her another on her other shoulder, but she couldn't hold on much longer. She had asked for the lotus position, so that's what he would do. Once the two cool down

I am too wrapped up in him. "Let go, Arya," he urges me. "No." "Yes," he snarls. He shifts overpowering me; he turns us against that he is on top of me. Holding my legs, he clasps them together and then bends them so that my thighs touch my belly and puts the legs on his shoulder. If this position is not the most erotic one we have done so far, then I don't know which one is. In this position, I feel tighter, I feel his cock grazing my lips down there. The sounds of our wetness are even more audible, and this is enough to send me to my high.

Some tried to climb up the walls of that receptacle; some others crawled along the floor, while others rolled up and entwined with each other to form a mesh of vipers. A stone chapel surrounded by a pit from where hot smoke and ashes emanated rose at the very center of that depression. That pit was the mouth of the Oracle. A narrow hanging bridge made of wood logs tied up by hemp ropes, allowed the access to the chapel from the side of the esplanade. A pedestal of pink granite rose in front of the door of the chapel, upon which the Golden Serpent and its gems rested. The other three clans had already arrived, placing each one at one side of the pyramid, according to a cardinal point that est

He was a snake, through and through. Avi and I continued to discuss matters until nearly an hour passed. I walked him out, the cool night breeze ruffling his hair. As soon as he reached his car, he turned and leaned in closer to me, his breath reeked of alcohol, yet his gaze held something deep and provocative. “We can still end things on a better note, Nero. I'm in need of a good…” he traced a finger down my chest. “Workout.” I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away from my chest, raising it to my lips to kiss. His cheeks flushed instantly.

She leaned down and sucked on Vincent's neck which made him go wild. "Fuck, you are so good princess..." In her tight heat he was struggling to stay longer. He rolled them on the bed and thrusted harder and deeper when she was lying beneath him. He held her legs over his shoulders and rammed into her with an animalistic speed. Serenity gasped for air as she came and he fucked her through it, when she was done he filled her with his warm seeds and collapsed on her body. She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders holding him close as she catched his breath.