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“Good girl. Now take what the Goddess demands.” She tucked her thumb in and slowly, relentlessly pushed her entire hand inside Lila’s pussy. Lila cried out, back arching off the altar as the priestess’s fist stretched her wide open. The burn was intense, overwhelming, but the pleasure that followed was even stronger. The priestess twisted her wrist, knuckles dragging against sensitive inner walls, fist-fucking her with deep, controlled strokes. Blood from the shallow cuts on Lila’s belly mixed with her juices, trickling down around the invading fist.

"I'm afraid that you won't have enough nutrition to risk giving you a big meal of meat, and I won't be able to thank you soon enough." “Ho ho… Um ah… Thanks… Ah… Kill me!'s so hot..." A lewd, soulless cry kept coming from her slightly parted red lips. The man below suddenly violently shook his waist, Jenny immediately struggled, her lustful body trembled with fear, “Oh! Shouldn't… Ah… Aha, a…” “I really like the feeling of violence, don't you?” “Um… Oh now… Look… Who is the violent person after all?” A burst of pleasure surged up his spine, and even his toes twitched and began to contract each time.

Ecca’s legs shivered upon feeling his lips over the sensitive clit. [Book title: Marked by the demon] - Available on Alpha-n0vel

Wisps of it stuck to my flushed skin, and drool leaked from beneath the duct tape as James pistoned in and out of me, his deep groans sinking into me as deeply as anything else. The noise that came out of him was so raw and guttural, it sounded more like beast than man. Tight, hot, and so fucking wet. We fit so perfectly it was like God himself had custom carved us for each other. I loved the sounds of his pleasure. I loved the way I felt right then, helpless and ravished yet so very safe. I—

My screams tore out, louder than before, mixing with their groans and the obscene sound of wet skin colliding. They were relentless—rough and unforgiving—determined to ruin my pussy, to leave me broken and used, marked forever as theirs.

These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph, die like fire and powder. He scans the crowd, his familiar eyes know exactly what they're looking for, even though 'it' does not know it's being searched out avidly. The lights are dim, so it would probably be difficult to find what you were looking for in such an environment. The music blares, the blur before him is in fact the crowd moving in sync with the unharmonious music of today's youth. He holds tight to his drink above the crowd seated a few steps above the pit that held the frantic hoard, gaining strength from their energy that flowed so freely from all of them, the young usually tended to give their energy freely wi

**WARNING** This chapter includes extremely sadistic material, including animal play, degrading, and humiliation. It shows why the BDSM lifestyle should be avoided when someone is not sound-minded. He moves quickly, not even answering me. He has me flipped on my stomach instantly, his hands pulling me up from the bed. He lies me on the table, my stomach against it, my boobs hanging over the edge.

Suddenly the curtains at the end of the room, swiped open revealing a big glass with two girls inside. Squinting my eyes, I tried to figure out what they were doing. At first, they started by kissing each other sensually and then it digressed to licking their private parts. And boy! That made shivers run down my spine. It was so hot. Heat began to crawl up my body as I watched the brown haired girl latch her vagina to the other blonde girl's vagina, grinding slowly. Their sweet moans filled the air. My legs instinctively pressed together, my wetness soaking me through my panties.

“I want you to fuck my throat later. But right now… I need you inside me again.” He hauled me up and bent me over his desk in one move. Papers scattered. My tits pressed against the cool wood. He kicked my legs apart wide. “Still so wet. My cum and your juices everywhere.” Two fingers pushed inside me roughly, scissoring. “This pussy is greedy.” “Yours,” I gasped. “Fuck me, Vincent. Please.” He lined up and slammed in deep, doggy again but harder, wilder than the dressing room. The desk creaked under us. His hips slapped my ass loud.

"Every moan, every tremble belongs to us." "I am yours," I panted. "Do not stop. I want more." Hours passed in a blur of skin, sweat, and pleasure. They worshipped every part of me. Fingers, tongues, and hard thrusts brought me to peak after peak. I lost count of how many times I came. Their dirty words and praises filled the room. "You are so fucking sexy when you come," Damien said. "Take everything we give you," Lucas added softly. By the end I was sore, satisfied, and glowing. They held me between them until I drifted off.