Witches Lust Novels & Stories

Leo purses his lips cautiously. He is frustrated at himself. He knew how much Orion’s mean comment bothered Lilith, and he knows how much Lilith has been reading, trying to catch up. Yet he totally forgot under the excitement. Swallowing more world history, he shifts the topic to the dress, “Unlike wolves, witches value tradition, order, and decency. They see public nudity as shameful. In fact, some witches would remain celibate for life just because they believe virginity enhances power. I think that’s why Carmen Nightshade didn’t just simply shift in public.”

As she neared her peak, Leo clamped his mouth over her clit, sucking hard while his fingers worked relentlessly. Slurp… Slurp… Splash! “Ahhh! Both at once… it’s too much!” Nuna cried out, her body twisting and jerking as she hit a massive climax. She arched her hips, meeting his mouth as he drained her. “Almost there… come for me. Give it all to me.” Splash… Splash… “Ahhh!” Her nectar exploded. Leo lapped it up greedily. Even though Nuna bit her lip to stifle her screams, her shaking body told the whole story. Leo pulled back, his lips wet and his smile devastatingly handsome.

Lucian yelled, his vision still impaired by the sandstorm. "Where are my witches? Do your fucking job! Make this fucking wind stop!" he ordered in frustration. "Yes, my lord," one of the women in a red cloak said, her voice carrying a sense of obedience. She and her fifty fellow witches, members of the Red Spider coven, began chanting in unison. "eski shussa, ssisitee vannadlatta," they chanted repeatedly. Gradually, the powerful wind subsided, and Lucian's men stopped vanishing.

That's probably the reason why he no longer felt any lust for Charm. 'Fuck! I want to see Leigh now,' Wayne exclaimed in his mind. 'She's driving me crazy. Damn! I only can think of her. Leigh is the only woman I want to make me horny in bed. And later, I will make sure I can claim her again.' he remarked.

" have you gone mad? Huh? I don't know, in which world you live? and which world you are talking about? For your kind information There is no such thing as love, in our world only one thing is exist and that is lust, But some fools like you call this by the name of love! And we call sex! If love or whatever you say it is exist in our world, and the people who talk about love, then Why they o does not do love in their whole life, why their love requires sex in the last. The thing started with love as you say also needs a bed at the end. Then if people like us only want a bed, not love, so what is wrong in it. I don't think so it wrong because we are reduced the stupid effort which peop

I wanted him to tangle his fingers in my hair and tug at it. My heart pounded even harder. My body flushed, the foreign sensation running rampant. Is this what it felt like to crave someone? Lust and I were never on the same page. I had touched myself before, but nothing I did really satisfied me. Nothing like this. Like being set on fire. And at the root of all my fantasies were unusual blue eyes. So interesting, oddly the color of the phenomenon when snakes change their eye color before they shed their skin. Even when we first met, how he cornered me, his voice deep and dark. I was ashamed to admit how much I liked it.

Colder, mocking and behind me she simply said, “I don’t think you want to know Beta Briss. It’s not a happy ending.” Tipping my head further back I shuddered to see the gleaming purple eyes of Luna Ruth. Her white blonde hair was close to her face, angled with her cheekbones to give her a sharp, cruel look. As Jane fearfully scuttled back into the cabin Luna Ruth beckoned forward her collection of fellow witches and henchmen. Surrounding me, I was enclosed by the cloying scent of lemons and dozens of purple legs, encasing me as I lay on the floor. My meagre strength sapped already from just a few minutes conversation, I fell back into the darkness of pain and trauma. Luna Ruth’s echoing, shr

She looked up from the book that she was reading and then tilted her head to the side before saying, “ The light witches were said to emerge from the consciousness of the Goddess of Magic, thus we are neither good nor bad. It is like we know what we can do and what we cannot. It’s all about restraints and morals but the dark witches rely on their instincts and well that makes them a bit more dangerous.” No sooner did she finish speaking than the sound of someone’s screaming erupted in a faraway land and Levy sighed before whispering, “ Very dangerous.” The chaos went on for an entire night but after living in Magior for more than three weeks, Levy was used to many things but there was one th

Lust's jaw dropped the moment he witnessed Wrath planting a feathery kiss on the woman's forehead. "Are you out of your mind?! You can't make her your wife! She nearly killed us!" Wrath chuckled as well as the other five while Lust remained clueless. "Of course he can't make his daughter his wife," Greed said while laughing his heart out. "Daughter?" Lust mumbled. She knew her brother had a child with a grim reaper but she thought the child was a he and it never crossed her mind that it could be a girl. "She doesn't look like a demon," She said which made Sloth and Greed laugh even harder.

Sab said, short of breath, as he tried to push the young man away. "Cheaters. You're all cheaters! You're all the same girls. You're just playing with me." He said it loudly from his mouth. Sabrina backed away until she leaned against the wall. "People like you should be beheaded or exiled to distant cities!" he added. The girl was still struggling with him until she thought of stepping on his right leg, causing the young man to let go of her and kneel in front of her. "I didn't think you had the strength," said Sab, at the same time stomping on Adante's face causing Adante to fall and lose consciousness.