Twisted Love Sex Scenes の小説・ストーリー

Her grip on me tightens, bordering on painful, but I revel in the pleasure it brings. “Xavier, it hurts,” she cries out, her toes curling up and her body thrashing on the sheets. The sound of her screams fills the room, echoing off the walls. As I reach my climax, my wolf-like instincts retreat, and I release jets of my seed, flooding her womb. With a sense of satisfaction, I feel my erection slowly return to its normal state. We both pant heavily, the air filled with the scent of sweat and desire. As I carefully withdraw from her, I hear her hiss in discomfort. Her juices, a testament to our passionate encounter, soak the bedsheets, leaving a lingering scent of arousal in the air.

He removes his fingers from my pussy, I winch a little and watch as he takes his fingers to his mouth and licks my juices off his fingers, all the while rubbing his hands in circles, softly over the area he just slapped. I turn my head to look into his eyes and the way he’s staring at me, makes something stir within me. The love, need and desire all on display on his face and through his eyes. How could I ever doubt that he loved me when he looks at me like I’m his whole world. Without saying a word, still looking into his eyes, I slowly drop to my knees, reach for his hard, think cock, and run my fingers from the base to the tip and squeeze it lightly. I watch as his head falls back, “Holy

The bed creaked beneath them, the sound mingling with their shared moans as they lost themselves in each other. Jax’s hands gripped her hips, angling her perfectly as he thrust harder, chasing away the horror with overwhelming sensation. Elara came with a cry that echoed through the room, her release triggering his own as he spilled deep inside her. They continued moving together long into the night, their bodies finding solace in repeated unions that blended tenderness with fierce need. The torture video’s shadow remained, but their connection burned brighter, pushing back against the darkness threatening to consume them.

“That’s right. Twisted love is the only love you need now.” Sarah cried softly in her chains, but I barely noticed. The echo inside me had become pure twisted pleasure. Every thrust, every whisper, every jealous spark made me wetter. Damien pulled me close in the middle of another round and whispered, “I love owning your shattered pieces. You’re my perfect broken girl.” I came again from his words alone, my body convulsing. “Thank you for breaking me,” I moaned back.

He keeps the same torturous rhythm through it all. He pulls out, flips me onto my back, and hooks one of my legs over his shoulder. The new angle lets him go even deeper. His free hand traces lightly along my throat, then settles flat over my racing heart, as if claiming the beat itself. Hips snap forward in short, intense strokes that make the bed frame whisper. I lock eyes with him, daring him. He leans down, stealing a nasty kiss. The mix of our movements sends me spiraling again. Oh, I wish that bastard could see this. See his “leftover” wife taking every inch from a man who actually knows how to make her body sing. The fantasy pushes me over. I come, nails digging into Lucien’s shoulder

Time folded in on itself. The grocery store disappeared—the fluorescent lights, the hum of freezers, the distant music. All I could feel was the violation of it. The way my body remembered this exact moment: a man deciding my no was temporary, that persistence was romance, that my silence or shock could be mistaken for consent. His lips brushed my cheek. That was enough. I shoved him back with all the force I had, my heart slamming against my ribs. He stumbled, surprised, his grip loosening just long enough.

He unties me gently, almost, kissing the welts on my wrists. "You okay?" It's soft, the mafia prince cracking open. I turn, cupping his face, blood and cum sticky between us. "Always for you." Emotions swell...in this fucked up romance...it's love, twisted as it is. But the night ain't over. Theon's eyes darken again. "Round two. On the floor. I want you crawling." I slide down, leash dragging, ready to serve. This is our world...dark, bloody, eternal.

I move my hands down her curvy body to her plump ass, grabbing onto it and lifting her onto the counter top without braking the kiss. She moans into my mouth when I squeeze her ass and I took the chance to let my toung explore her mouth. My member started getting hard hearing her soft whimpers of need and desperation. I move my one hand to her boobs and start fondling it through her clothes. She moans from the contact. The kiss quickly escalates and we her crop top went to the floor next her bra and I'm now suckling on her left boob caressing the right one. We were so engrossed in each other we didn't realise there was another presence with us. We're taken out of this blissful feeling by a t

, he ran out of the apartment hoping she was fine. "Why are you trembling? Not happy to see me?", He took a whiff of her scent breathing into her hair holding her tight from behind. "You disgust me", She said trying to free herself. "Really now?", He rubbed his nose against her skin making her whimper with fear. "It's okay sweetheart. I love you enough for both of us". She couldn't help herself as her brain kept replaying all the things he did to her. His touch is making her want to vomit and rub herself until it turns red and her hands give up. He took his time feeling her curves and ass and she just whined defenselessly.

Her overwhelming joy was so palpable; I could feel it enveloping me, making me moan along with her. I slid my fingers slowly into her wet opening. My tongue curled mercilessly on her tiny pink pearl. I started thrusting down her slippery gate. After a short while, when I could tell she was about to come, I stopped the motion, causing her to wince desperately. For some wicked reason, I still enjoyed torturing her with my cruel sense of love. Avery clenched her teeth as I began stroking even deeper, harder, and faster until her muscles shook, her hips raised from the ground. I could hear her pulse beating frantically with screaming joy.