Novel & Cerita Spicy Scenes In Fourth Wing

He let out another ear-piercing screech as he burst into flames. “Show off!” I heard Evan moan with jealousy under his breath. I gently brushed my fingers over his arm and smiled at him, letting him know that I thought he was special too. I then looked back at Mason who's chest was now heaving as he breathed heavily. His lust and testosterone were just oozing out of every pore, and my body couldn't fight it any longer. The burning and electrical buzz were flying all around my body. I began tingling all over and finally let my body do what it was begging to do. I screeched into the air as my own wings fanned out, eyes already fully illuminated I screeched even higher as I burst into my own br

All four men are shirtless, and it’s really, really hot. I stretch my hands to pick a chicken wing. It's really tasty. Yum yum. But it's still hot. I fan myself. Sweat is already rolling down from my forehead. This is so embarrassing. Why am I so nervous? They are just four dudes. Okay, FOUR SINFULLY hot dudes! Still, no one's touching you. Put yourself together, Maya. I wiggle the collar of my shirt to get some air on my body. I should get rid of this shirt I'm wearing afterall I have a tiny top underneath. But it's going to look weird undressing in front of them.

Sweat poured off them, dripping onto her skin, the room reeking of sex pungent pussy, salty cum, the faint copper of spanked flesh. Orgasms ripped through her in waves. First from the DP, her pussy and ass spasming, milking them until Jake and Liam flooded her insides, hot spurts painting her depths, leaking out in creamy rivulets as they withdrew. Derek took her ass next, pounding through the mess, while Tyler and Marcus double-teamed her pussy fists stretching her entrance impossibly before their cocks plunged in tandem, the obscene gape visible between strokes. Spanks turned her ass purple, thighs quivering from the impacts, each one forcing a guttural moan from her throat.

The last grunted, gripped my hair, and pulled out of my mouth just to jerk thick ropes all over my tongue, lips, chin. I didn’t flinch. They didn’t wipe it off. They left it there. Sticky. Messy. Claimed. And then the fourth man stepped forward again. Still hard. Still hungry. He knelt beside me, gripped my jaw again, and said lowly, “You thought it was over?” He reached down and spanked my swollen, ruined pussy—hard, loud. I screamed. The audience begged. And he said, “Part Two’s done. Now we make her beg to be used again.”

Tears spill from his eyes. The ladies couldn't hold back there's as well while the men were visibly angry. Sparrow held Thea down to the bed, raising her skirt up. He tries to force a kiss on her and she resist with all her might. He grabs her jaw painfully and laughs into the camera. "You can relax now Angel. I'm not going to touch her. You know why? I want do it for the first time in a long time in front of you. I want you to witness her struggles, her cries and I want to see you struggle to save her. I want to drink up your pain. It would be the best thing I ever watched. The second best because killing you will be the best. He grabs Thea's neck, raises it up and licks it. Angel's hand vi

Phoenix’s voice rose, unexpectedly high-pitched, wavering with an urgency that made me pause. I froze, the realization hitting me. My fingers lingered on the soft curve of his waist, tracing the smooth line of his skin. And then… I felt it—Phoenix’s chest, the unmistakable softness beneath his shirt. Rocco had been right all along. Phoenix was a girl. Her deep brown eyes, wide with surprise, pulled me in, drawing my face closer to hers. I could feel her trembling under my touch, and instinct urged me to hold her tighter. Ignoring her faint protests, I leaned in and whispered, “Girl, I love your scent. I’ll remember this moment… so get ready.”

She gently stroked the length of him until he finally put a hand over hers. "Easy, Angel. We do not want things to end so soon," just as Amara raised a brow, Damascus moved himself over her body. She could feel his manhood pressing at her entrance. She shifted her hips to meet him. Damascus rolled his hips and rubbed her just enough to have her panting and almost begged him to enter her.

she said as her hand increased in pace once more, jacking his tool briskly up the down the erect length. She was sure Spencer would be able to satisfy her, measuring in at 7 inches. However, what she had said to him was true – she just wasn’t ready yet. “God, look at that,” gasped Spencer, his eyes transfixed on the screen. A young bleached blonde bimbo was getting banged rotten by a gang of three. One was in her mouth, one was drilling her from behind, while the third guy was slapping his dong across her chops as she reached up and cupped his big full balls.

"You like it," He said matter of factly, and his eyes widened slightly. "Angel," He rasped. April tensed and Jason's eyes shot to the screen from where they heard a wanton moan. It was a completely uncensored scene and the woman was moaning in pleasure as the guy grunted. I closed my eyes abruptly and within seconds there was no noise. Before I could check if the tv was turned off I yelped as pain shot through my ass.

She felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine at the sight of the flogger, its tails swinging gently in the breeze. "Are you ready for this, my love?" he whispered in her ear. She nodded, unable to speak. He smiled, the expression in his eyes promising pleasure and pain in equal measure. Slowly, deliberately, he began to swing the flogger, the soft leather tails tickling her skin before making contact with her bare bottom. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before; it was both thrilling and terrifying. She felt his hand on her hip, guiding her body as he continued to strike, the impact of the flogger growing more intense with each swing.