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Hazel peeped into the room behind the demon and saw a beautiful demon with four spiked phallus fucking four centaurs and the entire of Hazel's insides melted. Her eyes went back to the demon and she could see smoke blowing out of his nose —there was no way she could refuse him again without getting toasted to hell. Against her will, her legs moved forward towards the opened door and into the party.

She had not expected this event to lead to Persephone revealing her hidden emotions. "Oh, sweet Persephone..." Hades whispered. The taller goddess then closed the short distance between them. She tilted her head and brought Persephone's lips to her own. The young girl opened her mouth willingly and let Hades's tongue cherish hers with warmth and passion. There were no words in the world to convey their feelings. Persephone ran her hand through the silken strands of Hades's wind-blown hair. And as they shared their ardent kisses, she found herself falling and falling slowly into an abyss deeper than the Underworld itself.

My hips started to move with his, chasing the sensation. Xavier’s hand slid down to where we were joined, his thumb finding my swollen clit and rubbing tight circles. “That’s it, princess. Moan for your stepbrother. Let me hear how much you love being fucked by the man you used to hate.” The dirty words sent another gush of wetness around his cock. I was dripping down his shaft, the obscene wet sounds of our bodies slapping together filling the dark room. Xavier groaned loudly, hips stuttering. “Fuck… just like that, Velvet. Squeeze Daddy’s cock. Is this how you jerk off thinking about your stepbrother? Imagining my thick dick stretching your innocent little hole?”

The water moves as my hips do and it mimics the messy noise of sex. Something I haven't had the privilege of indulging in and will take me some time before I decide to do so. I imagine that even if I were to find another late-night suitor, even if my wrists were bound by a different flame, they would never come close to the kind of debauchery that Alex offered. With him, sex was everything loud, vulgar, animalistic, with a pungent hint of sentiment. Everything heaven and twice as much delectable hell. As the visions flood, the intensity that meets every needy part of me builds and I am only seconds away

Curvy Fate in Velvet Chains Chapter 20: The Revelation Dante watched from across the crowded gala ballroom as Victor Marchetti’s hand closed around Serena’s arm. The sight sent a surge of raw fury through him so intense it nearly blinded him. His blood boiled hot in his veins. His hand instinctively moved toward the concealed weapon at his side. He was ready to strike. Ready to cross the room in seconds and end this here and now in front of every powerful person in the city. Victor touching what was his. Victor speaking to her like she belonged to him. It was too much. Too personal. The man had already taken so much from their family. He would not take Serena.

Trembling with excitement, I instinctively spread my legs wider, offering myself completely in an open, inviting posture, eagerly awaiting that ultimate moment of union. But the next second- A familiar yet strange buzzing sound suddenly pierced the quiet room. I froze, my mind struggling to process the noise through the haze of overwhelming desire, trying to identify what it was. Then it hit me-a vibrator! Sebastian had actually prepared one, and he intended to... use it himself?! A wave of shame mixed with secret exhilaration washed over me. Sebastian's fingers, precise as surgical instruments, began their "exploration." First, he roughly pinched my already swollen labia between his thumb a

As I laid there waiting for sleep to take me. I was startled as my eyes drifted they landed on a human shaped shadow again by the bathroom door. I tried to roll. Nothing happened. Scared now, I tried to reach my phone. My arms wouldn’t move. My breathing was getting rapid. The only thing that would move is my eyes. Why can’t I move? From the corner of my eye, I saw it. The shadow moved from the doorframe towards me. It was an ambiguous huge male human shape with a hat on its head. Once it reached the bed, it stopped. Less than a foot from me and I couldn’t make out any details. My heart was racing, and my breathing was ragged. Male knuckles traced my jaw from my ear to my chin. The touch w

I walked around slowly looking at everything then sat on his couch. "The great Jett the slayer of lions and tiny women" my voice came out slow, soft and enticing. "Stop it" he walked toward me then stopped real close. I spread my legs on the couch. "Maybe I don't want to stop" He looked right between my parted thighs at my open pussy. Swallowed hard licked his lips. Loosened his towel and wrapped it around his neck instead. His cock was hard now pink at the tip and that size was still satisfying as hell.

And now this. The hidden folder under SEXY. Dr. Elena Voss and her twins living secretly in Zurich. Fifty-seven others. And now Amara Kline — young, brilliant, ambitious — receiving the kind of passionate, consuming kiss that proved Charles right in the most visceral way. I slipped out of the lounge before they could see me, legs unsteady. The corridor blurred as I walked. Every step replayed the kiss in excruciating detail: Shawn’s hand fisted in her hair, the way his body had pressed into hers, the hunger I recognized all too well. My own body betrayed me with a traitorous flush of heat, but my heart felt frozen.

Oh, the little vixen is hiding something. “I am a lycan, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be interested in other supernaturals.” Everly counters. “Unless you are more than a lycan?” I stop her in the hallway leading to the backstage area, dressing rooms, props, and other things we use for shows. I cage her between the wall and my body and suddenly, being so close to her is intoxicating. “What exactly are you implying, Sebastian?” “That you are more than what you seem.”