Seven Deadly Sins Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I slid my fingers down, slicking them in my own wetness, and began to slowly caress my cl*t right in front of his eyes. "I'm so fucking hot for you, Father," I groaned, arching my back and shuddering as my thumb circled my cl*t. "And I'm all yours. I'm your little sinner, and this p*ssy is the altar you need to worship today. Come on, Father. Give in to the temptation. Put your holy tongue right here and clean me up." He let out a tortured breath, his knees visibly trembling. He looked trapped between heaven and hell, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t.

SINNER’S PRAYER (G×G) EVELYN HARPER & LUCIA VALDEZ EVE I have always known I was damned. Every Sunday I sit in the same pew, third from the back on the left, fingers worrying the rosary beads in my lap while Father Michael speaks of mortal sin and the fires that wait for the unrepentant. I nod along, my lips moving silently through the responses, but my mind is elsewhere. My gaze drifts to the stained-glass windows, to the painted lips of the female saints—lips I have imagined pressed against my own in the dark of my bedroom while I touch myself and then cry into my pillow afterward.

“You said you freed him! We are not monsters that go around randomly killing!” We may not have been, but I was. I wasn’t like my soft-hearted brother, who actually still had a bit of a conscience left after all these years. I was a cold-blooded killer, and anyone who was in my fucking way needed to go. “Are you going against me, brother?” I ask, slowly lowering Tabitha onto my dick, so a loud moan of pleasure escapes her. “You know that you’re either with us or against us.” For a moment, he doesn’t speak as he watches Tabitha begin to move up and down on me while I enjoy the feel of her slick walls rubbing against me.

He didn't know whether it was addictive lust or unbelievable lust or both. He knew he didn't want to let her go. He would be her patron. Alicia knew how to draw men into her. She knew how to make his dream come true. He would be Alica's new patron. THE END OF SINFUL DESIRES🥳 Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “BURNING PASSION”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Burning passion is a novella, so just sit back and enjoy a long blissful erotic stories

“Small. Delicate. Like you.” “I’m not delicate.” “No?” Rev’s hand spread across her ribs, thumb brushing the underside of her breast through the fabric. “You’re shaking.” “That’s not fear.” Rev’s breath hitched. “What is it?” “You know what it is.” Rev leaned down, her mouth close to Cosima’s ear. “Tell me anyway.” “I want you to touch me.” “I am touching you.” “More. I want more.” **Chapter 4: After the Needle** Rev made a sound, half laugh, half groan. “You’re going to be the death of me.” She pulled back, professional again. “Let me prep you first.”

Every image of him with her burned through me like fire, and the guilt mixed with jealousy until I couldn’t tell which was worse. Chiara’s voice echoed in my head — He’s trouble. Elena’s too — You can’t play with him and walk away. They were right. And still, I couldn’t stop wanting to hurt him back. To make him feel what he’d made me feel. I stood up, breathing hard, my reflection trembling in the fountain water. “Fine,” I whispered to myself. “If he wants to play, I’ll play too.” My hands curled into fists. The guilt faded, replaced by something colder, sharper.

“I will make you taste tears of blood, dear devil.” Finn’s wolf stirred, roaring inside him as he leaned in, voice dropping to a growl. “You have seven days to enact your revenge. Do whatever you can with me… and I will do whatever I want with you,” he whispered, sliding his hands slowly between her thighs, sending a pulse of heat through her entire body. He pressed closer, wings brushing her sides, lips grazing hers as his words sank in like fire. “But if you fail… on the seventh day, I claim not only your soul, but you.”

He had already made a decision, but he was afraid that his heart would overpower his rational mind. He had a lot of questions for himself, questions that he couldn't answer. He was looking forward to seeing Carnation. He wanted to tell her that his feelings were more than just admiration. He wanted to take her away from Wregan. He only wants Carnation for himself! But a part of him believes it's a selfish move. Then he hears a voice in his head telling him that women are pure evil, and Carnation is already causing havoc in his entire system. This is totally wrong! He needs to get away from all of this bullshit. He wants to make amends with his f*ck'n self and return to his former self. His c