Sinful Obsession Jk Ff 소설 & 이야기

I breathed into him, our tongues tangling, dancing, devouring. He tasted like sin. Like violence wrapped in silk. Like every wrong thing I wanted to do and every forbidden place I longed to fall into. He pulled away too soon. His lips glistened, wet from mine, and he licked them slowly—eyes burning with that wicked heat. His thumb grazed my bottom lip. My eyes fluttered open. God, the satisfaction in my chest just from looking at him was stupid. “You’re going to kill me with how perfectly you were made for me, little wolf,” he growled, the grin on his face dripping with obsession. “It’s so f*cking stupid how much of you I crave—even after tasting you.”

My jaw clenched. Mira leaned back; her voice calm and dreamy. "All night long, I thought about him." She laughed again. "And now? I believe in love at first sight." I stared at her, mute. This lady—this pathetic, manipulative lady—stood before me, confessing that somehow, in less than twenty-four hours, she had developed this pretty sick obsession for Alexander,my man. One measured breath came, then the next. "You're delusional ," I said, freezing her in place with my glare. "This conversation never took place. You are going to respect my father, and we are both going to pretend you never said all this."

I lean forward to press my lips to her forehead, savoring the scent of coconut shampoo and the warmth of her skin. She truly has fucked up my life in a way I never thought possible. Before her, I was controlled and calm. But ever since she blew through me like a fucking hurricane, I’m anything but calm. All I want to do is protect her and never let her out of my sight. My obsession with wanting to be with her every second of every day is borderline delusional and possibly criminal, but I don’t give a fuck. I would do anything for this woman if she asked, without hesitation.

He licked the corner of his lips and moaned. "She tastes incredible," he pushed as he slid a finger into her. “ Fuck, and very tight.” My fists clenched. "I said enough." He stood slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "You okay, man?" No. I wasn't okay. Because this hadn't worked. This hadn't made me want her less. It had made everything worse. I wanted to throw him out instantly and have Aria pinned against the wall. Have her reminded of who exactly she belonged to. But I couldn't. Because that would mean admitting the truth. That I was obsessed with her. And that was the most dangerous thing of all.

His presence alone was enough to freeze the entire hall, pressing down on everyone like an unseen hand. And I could feel it too. That suffocating aura that gripped the air, sinking into my skin. But to me, it was no divine power, no noble strength. No. It was filth. A polluted shadow pretending to be power. Arghh. The audacity. The arrogance. The blindness of them all, to bow their heads and tremble before such rot. For a heartbeat, the entire hall seemed frozen in place. No one moved. No one even breathed too loudly.

Something I hadn't felt in years. Mine. She had given herself to me. Willingly or not, I had taken something sacred. Something no one else had touched. And now… I couldn’t unsee that. I couldn’t unknow it. The ache that bloomed inside me wasn’t tender, it was possessive, violent, and dangerous. The world didn’t deserve her. Sophia didn’t. Lance didn’t. I wasn’t sure I did either, but I had her now. And that was enough. I turned back toward the bathroom, filled the sink with hot water, and soaked a soft towel until it steamed in my hand. I wrung it out with practiced ease and returned to the bedroom, kneeling on the bed beside her.

Jina’s expression turned as if someone had just hit her stupid. I almost laughed. She shook her head and then closed her eyes, groaning dramatically. “I want to hate this guy!” “Yeah… you can try. Tell me if you succeed,” I said. “He did this because of you?” she asked, her expression turning serious. I nodded. “He is… man, he is obsessed with you. But does that mean he’s on our side?” she asked. “Yes.”

Oh yeah. Good girl,” he murmured. I sucked him until my jaw hurt and finally he came. I swallowed every drop, eagerly licking the head of his cock in case I missed any. I so badly wanted to please him. He chuckled. “Greed is one of the seven deadly sins.” “So is lust,” I offered with a playful smile. “Indeed,” he said, putting his cock back in his pants. “Get back into position.” I immediately obeyed with my hands behind my back, on my knees, legs spread. He nodded approvingly. “So what did you fantasize about me when you touched yourself last night?” I looked up into his eyes. I was too afraid to tell him to his face. But something in his eyes made me want to tell him, to please him. “You i

I yelled with a loud voice as my needs were now getting more desperate and I found it just so hard to control my lust. “Ohhh my god… please,” I moaned desperately, my voice breaking with frustration and lust. Besides, I have always been the type of person who takes charge and gives commands and that even includes at the place I work at as a stripper…so the fact that Blake had been bluntly ignoring my request was getting me all frustrated and worked up. My frustration only made me wetter, my pussy gripping his fingers even tighter. Blake scoffed, pouring another mouthful of saliva into my pussy as he leaned in and licked the saliva which had swiftly mixed with my wet juices.

“I want my ass beat and fisted too. Come on, Cassian—give it to me rough like you used to. fuck my prostate until I scream.” Cassian swallowed hard. No matter how much he’d been fucking them exactly as they demanded lately, using their holes, breeding them, dominating them completely—he still hadn’t fully come to terms with how deep this had gone, how much he craved wrecking his own boys this way. The guilt flickered for half a second. Then he looked down at Azriel’s perfectly spread ass in the center of the bed—cheeks pulled wide, pink hole already winking and glistening with lube he’d applied earlier, the musky scent of aroused male ass rising up to meet him. That sight alone shattered any