Witches Lust 소설 & 이야기

The heavy, dominant pace of his hips sped up, turning completely frantic and entirely unrestrained as she pushed him completely right to the absolute edge. Right before the climax completely overtook him, his hands suddenly tightened violently in her hair. He completely withdrew from her mouth with a wet pop, leaving her gasping and coughing, lips swollen and shiny with spit. Hazel’s chest heaved, tears still tracking down her red face, her eyes glassy with lust as she stared up at him, begging without words. Xavier looked down at her, his chest heaving rapidly. He was completely on the edge, his icy blue eyes completely feral.

I panted and moaned his name as EROS sucked and licked my swollen nipple. I felt his hand caressing around my knee for a moment before it slipped under my skirt and began stroking my thigh. His hand inched boldly upwards, and my pussy clenched in anticipation of his touch. I wanted him to touch me there so badly that I felt so ashamed of my lust. “Spread your legs for me, Elena…” EROS ordered seductively. His hands grabbed my thighs and lifted them slightly before spreading them wildly apart. I moaned at the sensation of my pussy being stretched wide open and his hand moved immediately in between my legs. --To be continued…

Scene changed over to Maria who currently was having a shower after the return from purgatory as Lilith called. Her fingers ran through her hair, making space for the dirt to fall off easily. Sight instantly had its view on the drainage, where the dirt were clogged. Suddenly a free flow of blood ran down and through, slowly getting thicker and thicker as it seemed. She instantly recalled a clip that seemed to have haunted her dreadfully. The witches of Eregdrix who burnt in the flames of Hades. The struggle was with her thought, the presence of a horrific ambience made known and the harmony and pitch of suspense played.

I insisted. Roman took me by the hand and pulled me into his lap. I wasn’t one of those girls that needed a guy to feel secure. But there was something about being next to my guys that centered me. Even when they were lying douchebags like Luke was presently trying to be. “What Luke is not telling you is that witches and Lycans do not mix. Witches are thought to be evil, deriving their powers from the devil or some such drivel. Anyhow, there was a massive witch hunt, I am sure you learned about it in school.”

Callisto shyly lifted her hands up to play with the witch's perky pink nipples. "You're beautiful." Ruby whispered while grinding her wet pussy against Callisto's blue ones, their clits rubbed against each other releasing pleasure in their bodies. A fire seemed to have ignited inside of the nymph as she gazed up at the witch with pure lust and love. "Ruby... I'll give you everything that you want." whispered the nymph. "Take my tears, anything! But make love to me as if it's your last day in the world. Make love to me like I am the love of your life! I beg you!!"

I didn’t bother to scold myself anymore, it changed nothing. The madam game back into the room I was hidden. “The night is about to start, let’s get you presentable.” She had come in with two other women who seemed younger but gave of the same vibe as she did. Evil bitches. She took a handful of my hair. “Don’t make this hard for me, I can make it harder for you.” “Do your worst.” I spat back “I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be raped into submission.” She said, smiling with evil. I have never heard of that but I knew it couldn’t be good. It probably meant I would be raped till I had no will to fight anymore.

She needed him to feel pity for her. I’ve changed locations and he always ends up finding me. This time he tried to rape me. At the mention of rape, Rios developed sudden hate for the guy he had no idea about. He hated guys who wanted to force their way on women even when the women didn’t give consent. I had earlier booked a reservation for a spa. I had gone there with the hopes of relaxing myself as I had been stressed out lately going from one company to the other trying to get my books published.

Lucius entered the room, and without glancing at it, he grabbed the witch in his arms. Callista's face lit up with happiness when his lips crashed with hers. Lucius grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard. His hands wandered on her body, finding her sensible spots. He pushed the witch toward the bed, and she obeyed, filled with overwhelming longing. She lay down on the bed, making herself comfortable. Desire was burning in her body. Lucius ripped off his clothes. His eyes were filled with lust. Callista waited patiently when he placed himself between her legs, pulling up her dress. In one swift move, Lucius took off her underwear, rubbing his hand on her core. She moaned with pleasure and a

Yet, as soon as her eyes shut, a haunting image invaded the darkness behind her eyelids. In the void of her closed eyes, a pair of dark brown eyes flashed, she can never forget the look, he looked different, and he looked vicious. If there was any expression was reflecting in his eyes then it was LUST, only Lust. It’s been an hour; Aurora stood under the water, trying to wash away all the bad memories from mind, but every time she closed her eyes all she can see his lustful gaze roaming all around her naked body and nothing. Those eyes she can’t remove from her fucking brain as if it got written permanently inside her brain. The way his gaze roam around her naked body was something she didn’

Voldamire understood that she was a witch, the eternal enemy of their race. Voldamire stumbled backwards, his words stuttering as he said in disbelief, " Witch...who...who let you in..how dare you..." Lisa let out a throaty laughter. She was in her witch form which he failed to recognize. Looking down at Voldamire, she remembered the painful night and was filled in rage. Stepping closer, Lisa said with a sneer, stretching her nails out, " Remember the witch you raped! How did it feel, Voldamire? Do you think that no one will ever know?"