Sexy Male Ghost Novels & Stories

Ghost relentlessly worked my pussy until my body was quivering uncontrollably whilst I screamed his name. My fingers dug into his scalp painfully as my orgasm neared, my hand gathering more strands of his hair, pushing his face further into my pussy. “Oh my God! Yes, Ghost! I’m right there!” I cried out as his tongue flicked at my pussy. Smack! Smack! Smack! “You like this, don’t you?” He groaned against me, his large palms soothing the skin of my ass where he had whacked. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Please, don’t stop!” I whimpered, grinding my waist against his face.

Even so, he’d refused to dismount until she was taken away. He’d hoped to have a clearer idea of just what was happening to the cook’s boss as he entered the camp, but he couldn’t move past the pain and sorrow of the spirits that haunted it. That’s why he decided to purify them and send them on their way. Only then would he have a clear channel to the evil that was destroying the man they called Ian. Now, seeing the naked demon woman fighting the flames to get to them, he understood. He was dealing with a demon succubus, not a restless spirit. Demons are often attracted to the darkness of locations where mass death and trauma took place.

I want to forget the fucking world right now. “I didn’t like you touching Ghost.” He growls lowly as he breaks our kiss. He grabs a fist full of my hair to pull my head back, exposing my neck. “I didn’t like touching him. I feel dirty because of it.” I admit. I feel so nasty on the inside and the outside that I had to flirt with Ghost. Touching him made my skin crawl. I hated watching Ghost eye fuck me every ten minutes or so. I think that slimball would have had his tongue down my throat if he wasn't busy packing drugs. The second I sat down next to Ghost, I realized Zane was right. Ghost would drug me to rape me or worse. Ghost isn’t a good person. He’s the type of slimball that drugs wome

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

And now, when we met again, I was already bones in the ground—and she had become a powerful, influential billionaire. But Nicky was sick. And she needed me. So she came looking for me—the man she hated with every fiber of her being—and unleashed her vengeance on everyone I loved. But I was already dead. Suddenly, Adeline's cold voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back. "If Samuel won't show himself, I'll just have to turn up the pressure." My stilled heart lurched. The next instant, Adeline gave the order. Her men swarmed my elderly father and hanged him alive—right there, in front of my grave.

Men got out, secured the area with military precision. I didn't wait for permission. Just opened my door and ran. Ghost met me at the front entrance. Six-foot-four of solid muscle and calm competence. He had been special forces before going private, and it showed in the way he moved he was always aware, always ready. "He's in the living room," Ghost said quietly. "Playing that dinosaur game you got him. I told him we might be taking a trip, but he doesn't know anything else." "Thank you." I gripped his arm. "For everything."

He should not have wasted his time with these two fools. Ghost looked at them, his hideous expression hidden behind the mask. The only thing that could be seen through the mask was his chilling eyes. A single look at them and the three felt as if their souls just left their bodies. This was not Ghost, he was Lucifer himself! Ghost went over to the computer and pressed a few buttons. The door behind Damian was automatically opened. “Go save your wife, I will find the baby!” His voice was low and deep. Unlike his deadly eyes, his voice actually sounded very nice.

‘I was this close to finding the likes of my daughter, finally, I was going to find out what to get her on her birthday but she showed up and ruined everything,’ Owino gazed on the sealing with pain ‘He has already started sneaking on the maid’s room, thinking that I will let him get his way, anyway I didn’t know he was eavesdropping on the girls,’ Melina’s thought.

I stopped momentarily to whisper to him, "I'm ready, let's have sex tonight." Connor was feeling flustered, desperately wanting to sleep with me, but he knew better. He really didn't want to be that much of a fuckboy anymore, especially when it was myself that was involved. He didn't say anything but instead tried to process everything. My drunken mind took that silence as a 'yes', reaching down to unbuckle the belt around Connor's waist. Connor reached his hand down, grabbing hold of my wrists. He sat up, pushing me back away from his neck.

A suction started as it latched onto the tip of Melnais’s manhood and sucked his balls empty. Having that suction suck him, he could feel that his energy was diminishing. “What are you doing?” Melnais whispered as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Melnais dropped beside him, unconscious. Mayom slipped the manhood out of him and looked at him. The veins in his body were turning black from their constant interactions. Taking a knife, he cut a slit above Melnais’s belly button and sucked on it, sucking all the ghost spirits out of him, including the ones on his back. He sealed the wound closed and said, “Sorry, spirits, this one is mine.”