Sex Webnovel Novels & Stories

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

Seduced. The elevator opened into a room lit in dim amber tones. Velvet walls. A faint hint of cinnamon and sex in the air. In the center, a woman in a silk robe sat behind a low glass desk, expression unreadable. “Sienna Thomas,” the woman said. “Strip.” Sienna blinked. “What?” “No names, no phones, no clothing. You will wear what we give you. Refusal terminates the contract.” Sienna didn’t remember signing a contract—but her heartbeat betrayed her. She wanted to know what was behind that next door. What the hell this was.

He must find a way,there must be a solution to this. Sebastine started reading ancient books on having sexual interactions with human,the consequences and the side effects of it, carrying a god child in a human womb is dangerous,she might die,and she won't want to stay with him without having sex,as a woman she will want to build a family of her own. THE NEXT DAY IN THE HOUSE

Sara moans around the shaft. Vibrations make Alex groan. He thrusts deeper. Hits her throat. Waves roll in. Cool water laps at their feet. Sand sticks to sweaty skin. The group shifts again. Mia pulls away from Ben. Lies flat. Sara climbs on. Sixty-nine. Sara's pussy over Mia's face. Mia licks her. Tongue dives in. Sara bends down. Sucks Mia's clit. Fingers push into Mia's hole. Ben kneels behind Sara. Enters her ass. Slow push. The ring stretches.

“Fuck, Sebastian…” He spun me around and bent me over the workbench again. This time he took his time. His rough hands pushed my chef’s pants down slowly, exposing me to the humid air. He dropped to his knees behind me and buried his face between my cheeks without warning. His tongue licked broad and wet over my hole, then pushed inside, fucking me with hot, filthy strokes. The wet, obscene sounds filled the greenhouse. I gripped the edge of the bench, moaning as the warm, slippery friction made my legs shake.

Sean responded and buried his head in her neck without slipping his dick out of her pussy making their seeds mix. “Mmhm~ I won’t leave..”

Ara sat at her desk just before bedtime, staring at the blinking cursor on the screen. Writing had completely changed for her. No longer was it just a job or a creative outlet. Every word she typed now was a way to process the terrifying truth. Damon Marshall owned her. Every orgasm, every rough thrust, every filthy word he whispered had rewired her completely. She wrote to make sense of how addicted she had become to the man who had bought her for one month. She wasn't sure what she would do with herself when the contract expired.

I told her. “So,” she was panting as I was continuing kissing her, “I was reading this one novel,” I groaned and kissed her lips in the hopes of shutting her up about her webnovels, “and in this world, males are the only ones who can shift.” “Sounds like a shit book,” I murmured and continued to kiss down her neck and to her breasts. “It’s,” her breath catched in her throat, “actually quite well done.” “Mmm,” I hummed as I continued to distract her while working my way down.

Hi there lovely readers! Here's a list of my other works you can probably find on certain apps/sites. -*-*-*- 1) Incubus' Blood Harem [male oriented book | W E B N O V E L] 2) Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess - Completed. [W E B N O V E L | C H E R E A D S] 3) Sex Delicacies [M O B O R E A D E R] 4) His Wife Is My Lover - Volume one, completed.