Tender Wings Of Desire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

I wanted it badly…no, needed it badly. Want is a HUGE understatement. Daniel pulled his fingers out, unzipped his pants, and took out his pretty long,tick,edible cock. It was long, veiny, and rock hard. He rubbed the fat head up and down my slippery slit, teasing my clit until I was whimpering. “Please…” I begged quietly. He gripped my hips and pushed inside me slowly. Inch by thick inch. My mouth fell open as he stretched me open. The burn felt so good. It was that feeling of pleasurable pain.

"That's sexy as fuck." By the time he's fully naked, his dick rises to attention. He's already rock hard, and I haven't even touched him yet. And seeing him laid bare on the bed makes a jolt of desire run through me. He has to be a fallen angel. I move over to lie beside him, running my fingers over his chest and abs, watching the way the muscles ripple with every touch. Then I move over to straddle him, kissing him deeply. When I pull away, his gaze stays locked with mine. I run my fingers over his wings slowly, and he groans, tossing his head backwards. Then I run my tongue over his nipple, sucking on it until he cries out in ecstasy.

Chapter 1- Everything is changing Nevaeh His beautiful muscular body is straining. However, my eyes are focused on the magnificent wings standing proudly behind his back. “They're beautiful. Can I touch them?” I whisper softly. Even though I can't see his face, I know that he is beautiful. He smiles, running his hand caressingly over my arm and whispers sensuously. “Nevaeh, you are my Sodales semper, my love, always.” He says in a deep, gravelly voice. I move forward, my hand extended. I want to touch him so badly that my body is shaking with excitement. As he moves closer, I can feel his breath on my face. His wings move as if seeking my hand. My hand strokes the feathers. They are soft and

“Every moment away from you has been torture.” Our lips crashed together in a searing kiss, a clash of tongues and teeth, a battle for dominance that neither of us was willing to concede. His hands roamed my body, exploring every inch of me with a reverence that spoke of a love as old as sin itself. My skin was hot to the touch, my body responsive and eager, arching into his touch with a moan that was music to his ears. His wings unfurled, their metallic edges catching the flickering light of the candles, casting a dance of shadows across the walls. My hands found their way to his wings, tracing the intricate patterns with a reverence that spoke of a love as old as sin itself.

His hands slid from Isabella’s thighs, his fingers finding the delicate folds of her entrance as he spread them open, exposing her slick, pink flesh to his hungry gaze. Isabella shivered, the contact of his fingers against her skin sending a wave of heat through her body. She watched him, breathless and hungry, her teeth grazing the tip of her finger as she sucked it into her mouth, her eyes hooded with desire. He pulled his right hand inside his mouth and with a wet pop, the handsome man pulled his finger from his mouth and spank it against the surface of Isabella’s pussy, just outside her entrance. “Ahh!” Isabella’s cry of pleasure rang out, her body arching off the chair as the sudden int

It wasn’t gentle. It was years of anger and betrayal, twisted up with desperate need and reckless, reckless want. Dominic’s hands gripped my hips, lifting me onto the glass table, scattering papers and photographs everywhere. I gasped as the cold surface kissed my skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat burning between us. His mouth moved over mine with ruthless precision, claiming, devouring. I kissed him back just as fiercely, pouring every fractured emotion into it—every broken vow, every twisted desire.

We move faster. Her voice rises, breaks, shatters as she screams my name. That sound undoes me. I drive her higher, faster, until she’s trembling, crying out, clawing at me like she can’t survive another second without release. When she falls apart beneath me, it’s violent, breathtaking, her whole body convulsing, every muscle clenching tight. I follow her over the edge, groaning against her throat, spilling into her with a force that leaves me shaking. For a moment, there’s nothing but heat, the thundering of our hearts, the wild, reckless satisfaction of having her again.

Angel of desire gave some sensual turns making the God of sex desire her more and more, she approached him to run her hands over his body, her nails subtly scratched the skin of the man's back. He felt a delicious experience the passing of his now lover's nails, she hugged him from behind caressing his chest, he felt her breath on his back, when he felt her kiss his back twice, but at a specific point her mouth sucked his skin leaving a beautiful imprint of her lips a red hickey on his back that he liked to feel it. They shook hands to walk to the bed, he very delicately was lowering the straps of the beautiful red dress, falling each one to one side revealing her beautiful shoulders to whic

As the soft strains of a seductive melody played in the background, we locked eyes, a silent promise passing between us. I moved gracefully and alluringly, my body swaying to the rhythm with a confidence that held his gaze captive. My fingertips grazed the edges of his shirt collar, the touch featherlight yet laden with an intent. My hands moved to his tuxedo as I slowly strip him out of it, my fingers grazing his muscular and veins arms all the way.