The Diva Serves Forbidden Fruit Novels & Stories

Lucas let out an evil grin. "Lady Eda at the ginseng house…interesting, I wonder what the minister's reaction will be if he learns that his daughter is trying to ruin his reputation." he blurted out. Cassandra glared at him. Daniel was still kind of shocked seeing Eda at a place like this, someone like her isn't supposed to be here. Here are mainly meant for prostitute girls, he wonders what she came here to do. "You are beautiful and will taste just very sweet, maybe I shouldn't let your father know because it is a good thing that you here." Lucas whispered as his breath was all over Cassandra who was breathing heavily.

"No, don't do this. Please…" Diva was about to stab Serena but suddenly a masculine hand stopped her. Grabbing Diva's hand angrily the man threw her in the air then he walked towards her. Grabbing her neck he pushed her against the wall. "Bro, bro let me go..." Diva tried holding his hand to save herself from his grip. But Denzel's grip was getting tighter and tighter. She was about to lose her breathing when Georgiana said, "Let her go. You will kill..."

They chorused. "Let's hail him then." She shouted, throwing her hands in the air, "Hail Satan!" "Hail Satan!" Zach and Larry shouted. "Hail Satan!" "Hail Satan, hail Satan!" They all shouted happily except Charles who was irritated by the noise they made. "Hail Satan!" "Hail Satan, hail Satan, hail Satan!" "Now tell me, don't you live Lucifer?" Diana asked her children. "I love Lucifer and I am ready to serve him forever and obey all his rules."

I asked. Rebecca replied, “I miss you so much my son and It’s been four days since the last time I saw you and even if you forbid, no one can stop me from doing this. At the end, I am still your mother.” My mother acted as if I abandoned her and her choice of words was totally not hers but from the series she used to watch. She was fond of watching Netflix series like the Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, Lucifer and Curse. By the way, did I mention you that she was a former actress, and stopped her acting career when she got pregnant by my father.

"I love you so much." "Tell him," she said, nodding toward Jayson. "I love you," I said to Jayson. "I'm sorry, I love you so fucking much." He groaned and his thrusts became more intense. He was hitting that spot that made me see stars. Mila pulled back and I suddenly had a realization of what was about to happen. She was positioning herself and then she was straddling my face. "Eat my pussy," she said. "While he fucks you."

Once inside, a wave of stale sweat, alcohol and sex hit me and I gagged, my stomach souring. The room was crammed with bodies dancing under the red light. I turned around, squinting, hoping I could spot her in the mass of bodies. I saw her, just beyond the pole dancers, whining her waist on the laps of a man. Sinclair. She looked up and her eyes landed on me. She gasped.

10. PREYE Lisa’s loud, slutty moans brought me back to reality. She was on her back, legs spread wide, Dave sucking one of her big tits hard while squeezing the other, his fingers pinching her nipple. “Mmm… yes baby… suck my tits,” she moaned, her hand tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. Dave kissed her neck, biting gently, then moved lower. I watched, my pussy still throbbing, as he positioned himself between her legs. Lisa reached down and guided his thick, veiny cock into her dripping cunt. “Fuck me,” she gasped as he slid in deep.

"I'm a witch, and I've mastered the craft. I am not disposable." Davina didn't flinch. "I'm not referring to your rogue king. You're disposable to me. All I have to do is say the word." I caught the flicker of something close to fear pass through her eyes, before she composed herself again. "You need me. You won't kill me."

“Fuck this!!” he groaned. And then his lips met mine in fury, so fiercely that it might bruise. Desperate. Like he’d been holding back for too long. Like the guilt, the denial, the distance had all crumbled beneath the pressure of his want. My lips parted instinctively, a soft, startled sound escaped me as he devoured every inch of my breath. His hands left my throat only to frame my face, fingertips trembling. I melted into him. Arms curling around his neck. My legs wrapped around his waist like I was trying to tether myself to something real, something solid, even if it was forbidden.

The alcohol made me braver than I should be. He stares at me, bringing his jaw tight. “Do you not wish to talk? About that which made you run here?” “No.” I shake my head. I want to fuck. My hands start moving, like I've seen servants do at the palace when they thought no one was looking . His belt, I tug at. And since he did not stop me, I took a step forward and pull his pants open. His cock springs out, thick and all ready hard. It twitches; his veins pulse. I dropped down on my knees on the dirty floor, not caring what it is. My mouth is watering because I haven't tried this, but I have to.