Spicy Scenes In Fourth Wing Novels & Stories

she moaned softly as she slowed her pace, my spasming dick finishing its eruption. On screen the black actor was spewing an incredible load all over the actresses behind, rope after rope coating her milky ass. The white male actor reappeared, slowly making his way back on screen. He leaned down and kissed the woman passionately, just as the screen faded to black with the splash title "Wife Sharing 4". I was a bit surprised, not having realized I selected that sort of porn, Stacey noticed too "Oh yeah babe?" she turned and kissed me "A bit kinky tonight are we?" she smiled, jokingly.

Ginger saud. "No,you're wrong. I've not even started yet,but what about you? You gave him free pussy for months and he still dump you,I can't even point at one time that he ever had your back,you should be ashamed of yourself,Deep wide hole" Spice said and pushed her out of her wat. That's deep Spice won this. But did Royal just saved Spice from your face getting burnt? Do you think Royal likes Spice? Tears rolled down Ginger's eyes and she ran away

"A single wing. I remember thinking it was strange because it wasn't the Vale family crest. Wraithmoor has always used two." The wind moved through the trees. For a few seconds, that was the only sound. Then, somewhere far away, faint enough that I almost convinced myself I'd imagined it, I heard the helicopter again. Not returning. Just distant. Fading. Carrying Mara farther away from us with every second we stood there talking about embroidery instead of moving. "One wing," Sienna repeated. Something shifted behind her eyes. I could almost see the pieces connecting. "A single wing." Her voice had gone quiet. Focused. The grief was still there, but it was changing shape. Hardening into some

Lillian Cowfer, a human trafficker who had been on the run for ten years, was finally caught. On the day of her public trial, she listened to the charges against her. Then she suddenly smiled. "I object. The indictment says I kidnapped 23 people, but that's not true. I kidnapped 24." The entire courtroom fell silent. Lillian's smile grew more mysterious. "You all say I destroyed 23 families and that I'm guilty of the worst crimes imaginable. But this 24th victim didn't have a family to begin with. I even found her a new family. Isn't that a good thing?" The prosecutor leaned toward the judge and whispered, "Your Honor, there have only been 23 kidnapping cases over the years. She may be makin

"Not until I say." The fourth strike was brutal, making tears spring to my eyes, but under the pain was pleasure so intense I couldn't think straight. "Four!" My entire body was shaking between pain and pleasure. I could feel my arousal dripping down my thighs. The fifth and final strike hit the same spot as the fourth, and I screamed. "Five! Fuck, five!" The paddle clattered to the floor. Cassian's hand slid between my legs, finding my pussy soaked and swollen. "You're dripping wet. You liked that, didn't you? You liked being spanked like a naughty girl."

Kell pinches and rolls my bud between his thumb and index finger as he savors the feel of my firm mounds. Feeling bold, I move my hand down and settle it over his swollen shaft. He gasps in my mouth and bites my lower lip gently. My body gleams with sweat as a build-up of pleasure overtakes us both. I move my hands to his back and course my sharp nails across his bare skin. His muscles strain beneath his skin, stretching it taut. As if asking for attention, his wings unfurl from behind his back and flutter. They are so beautiful and sexy. However, I don’t dwell on his wings for long.

My heart raced, each beat echoing in my ears as Damien guided me toward the stage. The space transformed as we approached, the lights dimming further to cast a spotlight on the stage. I looked around a bit before my eyes landed on something that was on the corner and I let out a small gasp as goosebumps spread across my body. There were four smaller viewing rooms with glass walls with couples inside having sex in threes and fours. It was a mating of hard cocks claiming the women’s pliable bodies. Some were getting nailed by two men at the same time. The ecstasy on their faces, vivid and stark.

as her eyes rolled back and she stared up at the ceiling, overcome by the sensory overload. Victoria's obvious pleasure seemed to push Fiona right up near the edge. Between Ali and me, she'd been riding cock for a long time. I decided to try to finish her off in another position. I spun her over until I was on top. With her legs wrapped around my back, I began thrusting hard and deep. She stretched her arms above her head. With each thrust, her breasts shook up and down hypnotically. Following my lead, Ali decided to change positions too. He picked up Victoria and laid her down on the floor. He then helped her out of her tank top, the last piece of clothing any of us had on. After a few more

The fourth man had his cock out now, rubbing the head against her slick folds. “You want it?” he asked. She didn’t answer. He squeezed her ass. “Answer me.” “Yes!” she cried. “Please.” He shoved in. Hard. “Fuck, she’s tight,” he groaned. “She’s squeezing me like a vice.” The third man held her steady, still fingering her from the front while the fourth fucked her from behind. “She’s close,” he said. “Feel her clenching.” “Cum, baby,” the fourth said. “Make a mess.”

It’s just… I look at the words on my skin once more, so Phoenix covers it up with his hand again. Everybody in the shifter community thinks it. It doesn’t matter if the wound will go away or not. Everybody already knows it. “It’s not true,” Phoenix growls. “Why else would I have four mates?” I ask, casting my gaze downward. “If I’m not…” If I’m not a slut. I can’t say the words, but I can think them.