Nipple Tickle

Hulk was a pro football player, a guy who loved nothing more than clutching a pigskin and barreling through the defense like a runaway freight train. He lived for the gridiron. But he never, in his wildest dreams, imagined he'd see a pair of nipples bigger than a football. He became a giant baby, reborn with a new name: Orion. Orion was the runt of the giant litter, the weakest of the bunch. But when he turned ten, something crazy happened. He saw a strange panel – that not only displayed his stats but also helped him level up. With the panel's help, and a whole lot of elbow grease, Orion led his giant tribe to become the most powerful in the Barren Mountains. He went from zero to hero, becoming a mighty Titan King. He was no longer the runt; he was the top dog.

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

He slides his hand between her legs and pulls her in. She gasps and holds on to him for support as he runs his fingers between her lips and clit. She's trembling from his touch. As he moves his finger around the outside of her. "Time to rinse off" he whispers to her. He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half of her body to his and washes the soap off her backside. She throws her head back. And begins to let out a scream, but he covers her mouth with his hands and says "shhhhh be quiet now." He spins her around so her back side is pressed against his erected cock. Feeling it's cold contact she throws her head back again gasping. Her then washes the front of her off pressing hard against her he gropes her breast squeezing them tight and pinching her nipples. She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have what ever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." discord for this book: https://discord.gg/36r6zZhf The book starts off without a lot of detail for the characters, but as the story progresses you you’ll notice each character develop and get to know them. Maybe even fall in love. Please enjoy!

One day, a brave hunter, one night a menacing and feral werewolf seeking preys and lust. Michael is an ordinary young man who has been doing whatever he could to hunt for food for the small town he's from. His life has been relatively peaceful until the one night during which he ventures out of the village to offer his support to a much more experienced huntress than he was. Since someone of his rank not supposed to be so far from town after sun fall, this moonlit night horribly turns into the most traumatic moment of his life as he's attacked by a dark beast. From there, his entire world is turned upside down, nightmarishly becoming what cursed him forever. Michael now has to balance his life between being both a man and wolf. ---- Warning: This novel is for 18+. It contains sex scenes and erotic sequences. Tags: R18 - 18 - Smut - Monster(s) - Monster Girls - Milf - MILF - Beautiful - Mature - Sex Stories - Hentai - NSFW - Pregnancy - Incest - Domination Play - Sins - Big Tits - Large Breasts - Huge Boobs - Nipples - Lactation - Werewolves - Beasts - Bestiality. Twitter: https://twitter.com/CamilleJuteau Discord: https://discord.gg/tmGs3eEvfv Patreon if you wish to support my work (access to early chapters, steamy exclusive chapters, audio chapters, and NSFW illustrations): https://www.patreon.com/camillejuteau Editor & proofreader: [Note from the author: The cover is original. It was illustrated by one of my artists working on this project.]

"It was about the time I was pinching a fox-girl’s nipples in order to kill a minotaur that I realized how very weird my life had become." I was just like you—living a totally normal, loner weeb life—until I got transported into this weird harem world, where I'm needed for my magical powers of perversion?! And now I have to help stop the terrible Demon Lord who's been rampaging around the kingdom for a decade because she can't have a decent orgasm?! Seriously, what the hell's wrong with this world?!

“You think you have everything figured out by forcing me to marry you, don’t you? Tsk!” Roxanne spat mockingly, her eyes spitting fire at the man before her. “I love you too, Roxxy.” Sebastian regarded her with an endearment that always caused her skin to crawl. A soft smile laced his lips-one she longed to wipe off his face. If possible, Roxanne wished she could tear his treacherous face with her bare hands. “I will so make you pay, Sebastian Sinclair. You would wish you never crossed paths with me. That is a promise!” As she whispered these words into his ear, her warm breath tickled his skin, causing Sebastian to lose control. Before she could step away from him, he swiftly grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. The slow love song in the background added to the fake image of love between the couple. The grand wedding reception had no flaw, except the singular couple that stood in the middle of the dance floor. One was overjoyed to finally have her, while the other couldn’t wait to torment him for every pain he caused her. “Get your filthy hands off…” Before Roxanne could finish her words, her husband claimed her lips hungrily, causing her to go stiff in his arms, after all, she couldn’t push him away in the presence of all the guests. The loud cheers and applause filled the room, making almost everyone envious of the power couple. However, one thing was certain, all hell would break loose soon enough. ============== In her past life, Roxanne Winslow felt nothing but pure hatred towards her husband. For all she knew, he got her brother arrested and later murdered in prison. However, he still used that fact to force her into a marriage, hiding the truth about her brother’s death from her. As payback, Roxanne cheated on him, plotted, and even schemed against her husband, until she was finally faced with a divorce agreement from Sebastian. It was only after she gladly signed the divorce document and ended up betrayed, scammed, miserable and dead that she realised Sebastian Sinclair has always been the umbrella that blocked out the scorching sun for her. Now that she got a second chance to live, Roxanne would worship the ground on which Sebastian steps, just so he won’t bring up the topic of divorce. She must atone for all her sins, protect Sebastian, and make him happy in this lifetime. The problem is, even if she wanted to remain Mrs Sinclair, a thousand reasons were waiting to tear their fragile union apart...

I want you and I will get you at all cost. Your hair is for me to smell, your eyes is to see me alone. Your lips is for me to kiss, your neck is for me to mark my territory. Your breast is for me to suck, twist and fold. Your belly is to carry my children. Your pussy, is for me to fuck. I will fuck you until your brains is out. I will bury my dick deep into your pussy, fucking you until you remember only my name. I will so fuck you until you can't walk again. Ivy Leah Steel, you're mine forever. My pussy is on fire, I want him to fuck me right now but I can't give him the satisfaction of having me bend to his will just like that. I couldn't talk and so he came deadly closer, I unintentionally lick my lower lips and he growl like a wondered lion. Do that one more time Steel, and you won't walk out of here walking straight. My best option is to keep mute since I am so turned on... He took that as an edge and bent over, his breathe on my neck dissolving the last strength I have. I take it that you want me as much as I want you, should I check your little cunt for wetness? Should I go ahead and eat your pussy like my last meal? His hand was dangerously touching my nipples and a moan escaped my lips. That's all it took for him to shred my clothes to pieces. Come with me as we made journey into Ivy's world. To discover another form of love, adventure and a world of survival. Ivy Leah Steel, a 25 year old who battled through life to succeed only to meet a cocky guy that frustrate her until she succumb to the law of love and many discovery. Caspian Lucius Asher, a 29 year old Greek like. He is handsome and a multi billionaire who gets anything he want in a snap of his hands. He doesn't really know what love feels like but hope to find one but in his book not now. Will the two world collide or will they let nature play its own game. is He is a heart breaker or a keeper #Adultromance #love #maturedcontented #sexscenes #Billionaria #Arrogant

"Finally, freedom," Xiao Yi put down her heavy luggage and surveyed the room. After a twenty-hour flight, she had finally arrived in the USA, where Xiao Yi would begin her journey as an international student. Like most international students, she rented off-campus housing. She lived in a two-story building near a park. The first floor had a large living room and a storage room, with no one living there. The second floor had a bathroom, kitchen, small living room, and two bedrooms; Xiao Yi rented one of the rooms. "Hehe, finally no one to boss me around." The nearly twenty-hour flight had left her exhausted, feeling like she was falling apart. "First, a nice bath, then sleep." With a kick of her beautiful legs, her flip-flops flew off. She quickly changed into pajamas and ran into the bathroom. Squeezing some pink shower gel into her palm, her beautiful, crystalline hands evenly spread the gel over her jade-like breasts. Then her hands continued to knead her breasts, carefully rubbing the mature, perfect bosom. The full, snow-white peaks felt indescribably comfortable under the massage of her palms. When her fingers brushed over the cherry-like nipples, she felt a surge of excitement. Enjoying the sensation of water jets stimulating her breasts, under the impact and stimulation of the water, Xiao Yi's alluring, large breasts swelled, and her nipples, like red beans, became even more erect and upturned. "Hehe, no need to worry about being discovered anymore..." #Debauchery #sexslave #Nude #DifferentWorld #Exotic #Orgy

Content: [Matured] “Brother Abubakar.” Soliat’s hardened nipple brought a moan to her lips. “You’re too conscious, it’s driving me insane.” He brushed a thumb to her lips. “Let me ask you a question, what I did at the party, did you like it?” Her heart hitched and she did not know her nipple would harden more than it already had, except it did. “Answer me.” Slowly he trailed a hand from her face down to her neck, then her cleavage to in between her breasts, pushing the towel downward. “I—we—it was in a public place, I—I don’t know.” He eyes left his finger and the assault it was committing to look at her face. “Would you know if I did it again?” He did not wait for her to reply and dragged off her towel, kissing her to the bed. “Brother Abubakar,” she moaned. “It’s Abubakar now.” He broke the kiss to say. He peppered light kisses on her cheek and trailed it to the sweet spot on her neck. “I will touch you, Solia, but I won’t go all the way, is that okay with you?” He covered her breasts with his hand and her reply came in soft moans. “Ahh!” She whimpered when his finger pinched her nipple and a pleasure pain swept through her. “There’s a thin line between pain and pleasure, darling, and if you let me, I’ll show you.” Then he replaced his torturing hand with his mouth. “Abubakar.” She arched her chest so that his warm mouth would completely cover her aching bud. “That’s more like it, moan for me some more.” He gave her hardened bud a torturously slow lick while his hand manifested on the other peach. His hand travelled down her body, twirling on her skin and caressing her waist. “Do you like this, Solia?” “Yes, Brother—“ He bit her nipple. “Shall we try that again, do you like this, Solia?” “Yes, Abubakar.” Super hot, right? why not check out the book! It started with an idea and ended in the loving arms of a Muslim widow. Edegbe’s journey up north took a twisted turn and landed him in a dire situation where he had to choose between his friendship and love. In a frigid northern state, Edegbe finds that death is rife and normalcy is a luxury, but he is adamant and fights against all odds to achieve success. What he achieved instead is a dazzling relationship with a Muslim widow whose twin brother is madly in love with a woman whose interest, for a short while, laid with his friend. Edegbe let the drastic turn of event lead him, until he had to choose between his friend and the woman of his heart. Will Edegbe abandon his love, the woman who made the terrible things about the north bearable, or will he forfeit his friendship of many years? Please support with your gifts and votes.

My name Anna Black I have big round C cup breasts pink nipples and big ass and Iam obsessed with sex I dream of it, I breath it , and live it, there something about having a big cock inside me that just turns me on . I have been this way for as long as remembered, I haven't been able to finish a day without being fucked I think if I did I wouldn't die , Doctor Shaun diagnosed me as sex Addict on November 10th 2005 , I lived like this unable to think of nothing but cocks watching porn and anything related sex and the temptations that won't let me sleep at night. Bieng the God of sex am cursed with a forbidden lustful love that can never have . follow my journey as try to find love in this cruel world

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

(Mature content, smut,18+, no rape) ...... "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Shang stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can shoot him down." ....... "Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh." ……… In a world ruled by business alliances, Jun Shang and Yun Xiao are forced into marriage for profit. Their families arrange it, and they agree to keep it strictly business - no love, just cold partnership. But during their honeymoon, something unexpected happens. They feel a strong attraction to each other and give in to desire, breaking the rules of their agreement. As they navigate the tricky world of corporate greed and family pressure, Jun Shang refuses to let go. He wants to understand Yun Xiao better and uncover her secrets. ......... Check out my patreon.com/Prabin776

"Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh."

It hurts, doesn't it?" he murmured, his voice a dark caress that sent a shiver down her spine. Amelia nodded, her eyes never leaving his as she felt the wetness between her legs grow even more. With a smug smile, Enzo's hand moved from her thigh to cup her left breast, his thumb flicking over the nipple. It was a gentle touch, almost soothing after the sting of his slap. But she knew it was a prelude to something more. He leaned over her, his hard length pressing against her thigh. She felt a thrill of fear and anticipation. This was it the moment she'd been dreading and craving all at once. He reached for his belt, unbuckling it with a smoothness that spoke of experience. Her eyes widened as he freed his cock, standing tall and proud before her. It was thick and long, a stark contrast to the tenderness of his earlier touch. She knew what was coming, and she was both scared and excited. "Look at me, Amelia," he whispered, his eyes dark with need. She met his gaze, her breath shallow and uneven. He positioned himself between her legs, his hand guiding himself to her entrance. Her body tensed as she felt the tip of his erection against her. "Relax," he murmured, his voice soothing despite the intensity in his eyes. "This will only hurt for a moment."

Sophia Bennett, betrayed by her husband and step-sister, faced a gruesome end—burned alive with her unborn child. But fate grants her a second chance. Reborn back to when it all began, Sophia now have the chance to rewrite her tragic story. Reborn at the most critical moment that will change her life, “the arranged marriage with the richest and handsome bachelor, Alexander Brooks” which she escaped from in her previous life. Will Sophia get married and destroy Olivia's path to riches? Or finds herself entangled with Alexander Brooks. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “ Are you that desperate to secure the position of “Mrs Brooks” that you'll shamelessly throw yourself at me”? Alexander asks, his voice laced with contempt, his deeps eyes looking at the woman squirming under him. His eyes trails her curvy body as his right hand squeeze the soft mound on her chest, he thought he'd find her touch disgusting but his body couldn't help but react to her and he can barely control his actions. “Ummmm” Sophia moans to his touch “ p-please” she murmurs trembling, her eyes clouded as she rubs her hot and soft body against him. She feels hot all over and couldn't help groping his body to find relief. Loosing all restraint, Alexander leans to her ear, biting it and whispers huskily “since you're so eager, then don't blame me for being unrestrained”. He sucks her neck, bites down, “ahhhh ummmm” Sophia squirms in bliss. His hand roams her soft body, his head leaves her neck as he kiss his way down to her collarbone and down to her twin peaks. He latches unto one of her breasts, sucks and swirls his tongue round her erect nipple. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Rebirth from Ashes” weaves love, betrayal, redemption, and new beginnings.

"I can't do that," he says softly, staring absentmindedly in the whiskey glass, "I'm the Alpha." "So?" "So, I'm not supposed to be this.... submissive," he spits, eyebrow creasing as if the whiskey glass is a rotten tomato. "Come here." Kamil instructs gently, watching the turmoil in the way he grinds his teeth, bites his lips but when he raised his head and their eyes meet, the hesitation fades. Dropping into his arms, Kamil strokes his hair slowly at first, curls as wispy as flowers. Suddenly, he grabs onto them roughly tilting his head towards him, trailing a finger down his throat to a nipple. And when a whimper falls from the Alpha's lips, Kamil growls and bites his ear, leaving a mark so red fire pales in comparison. "Out there, you're the Alpha. But in here with me, you're mine. You are my good boy." ********** Full description titled Making the Alpha Submit blurb ******** WARNING: mature scenes between two men involving light kink & submission . If a chapter labelled M isn't your kind of thing, do pass on to the next (or scroll rapidly to the end of the M chapter) ***************** Contact me: Instagram @ameliacovet Twitter: @ameliacovet

Zhang Xuan was unexpectedly reborn just before the zombie outbreak. By a lucky coincidence, he obtained the corpse-refining technique secretly passed down by his ancestors. With this technique, he refined himself into the peerless Heavenly Ancestor Zombie that surpassed the four great Ancestor Zombies. When the zombie apocalypse arrived in full force, Zhang Xuan, who had achieved great success in corpse-refining, burst out like a fierce lion. "Just you zombies, you dare to challenge zombies?" Zhang Xuan snorted disdainfully. "Even if given the chance, you are useless. Is this tickling-like attack just to tease me?" And the woman who had spent a night with Zhang Xuan was actually a mysterious vampire? When the two faced each other, the vampire was instantly dumbfounded and thought to herself: Can I really handle such an existence? Zhang Xuan's gaze accidentally fell on the coffin left by his ancestors, and he was so shocked that his jaw dropped. "Damn it! Oboi! Chang Yuchun! How did these once-in-a-generation prodigies all become zombies? This can't be opened easily. What if the king of men, Di Xin, is released? That would be terrible!" Until the alien army...

*This is an R-18 story. It involves foul language, sexual content, and violence.* Lucifer the Second, also known as Louie, is the only child of the Devil. His father is the notorious archangel who betrayed God, and his mother was a ruthless and powerful demon. Louie is a unique half-breed who's eager to step up and take over as the ruler of Hell. However, there is a catch. He must marry. But his future queen is not just one of the half-demons that populate Hell, but an angel. Unbeknownst to him, his father and grandfather made a deal when he was a child, and now he has to honor that deal if he wants to take the throne. Louie believes that his bride-to-be will be nothing more than a nuisance, but when she arrives in a fiery explosion reserved for those angels that have been cast out, his world is turned upside down. It doesn't take long for Louie to realize that his fallen angel is not what he was expecting. Fiesty, outspoken, and cute, he finds himself very intrigued by her and the secrets she holds. Follow Louie and his angelic bride as they navigate their unconventional relationship and embark on adventures in this slow-burn, spicy romance. Excerpt: "What do you propose then?" She asked, lifting her head off his leg and taking a drink from her glass. "You're letting me decide?" He smirked, putting his drink on the side table and leaning forward. "I didn't say I'd agree." She rolled her eyes before turning and leaning her back against his legs, placing her own glass on the ground next to her. Lucifer leaned back against the couch and stretched his arms across the back of it, "I was just going to suggest you make right on our deal from earlier." He proposed. "Ahh." She answered, tilting her head back so she could see Lucifer's face, which held an amused look and a genuine smile, "You really think you held up your end, huh?" She asked with her own smirk, once again letting her head rest on his legs as she looked straight up at the star-speckled sky. She was a wee bit tipsy, and maybe that had something to do with how she was feeling, but it really was a beautiful night. With the warmth of the little balcony playing alongside the moment of sharing their deepest pains with one another, She found herself not only feeling closer but also quite comfortable with her Devil. "Undoubtedly." He replied to her question, and she raised a brow, "Admittedly, there was a hiccup or two, but nothing that ruined the evening." He defended, "Plus, I resolved them, did I not?" "A hiccup?" She scoffed, looking as far up as her eyes would allow so she could see him, "Someone tried to kill me, Luce." Lucifer placed a hand on each cheek and leaned over her so that he stared directly into her eyes. Pools of blue looking down and sparkling emeralds looking up, "Tried." He said in almost a whisper. She felt his warm breath on her forehead while his hair tickled her face, "Didn't I protect you? Kept you safe?" "I suppose," She agreed, blushing as he shifted forward a bit more so that his lips were now just an inch or so above hers. "Then may I please have what you promised me?" Lucifer asked again. She swallowed and gave a slight nod.

In a desolate place on egsow plate, one of the island type continent in cyan planet, a kid lie naked beneath a giant tree. He looked to be in his twenties. There were many scars on his body and the most eye catching one was on his back. A big claw mark that looked terrifying. "I'll do anything ". She said with a determined expression. " Anything huh". He said. "Yes!". " Alright". He said as he pulled her hand and pinned her on the ground. He smashed his lips on her small and soft lips and started sucking them roughly. He then invaded her mouth with his tongue and explored every corner inside. After three minutes, he let go of her lips and she started suffocating. He gave her a minute to regain her breath and invaded her mouth again. This time he started sucking her tongue inside his mouth for 10 minutes straight. After that, he turned around and lied on the ground on his back. After regaining his breath, he stood up, carried tama in princess position and went near the tree trunk. He lied on the trunk in a sitting position and removed his armor. Now he was lying there naked. Looking at him and remembering what happened few minutes ago, her cheeks turned red. Even though she knew nothing about this but her womanly instincts kicked in. She waited for his next move with her face down. He removed the only piece of cloth that was covering her body. He pulled her and made her sit on his lap. He then started sucking her small undeveloped nipples. Tama, who had no idea what was going on started moaning in pleasure. She subconsciously moved her hand and started touching her pussy. When abhay saw this, he smiled in satisfaction and stopped sucking her. "Ehh..why did you stop, master?" "You were supposed to do something for me, not the other way around". He said as he picked her up and placed her below. " Use your toungue to lick this. And remember not to touch it with your teeth. " He said, pointing toward his cock. "Yes". She said and started licking his cock. She did it with care making sure not to hurt it. After she licked his cock for some minutes, abhay grabbed her head and shoved it deep inside her small mouth. He started thrusting his hips more aggressively and tears came out of girls eyes as she was suffocating. She was suffocating from the kiss as well but it wasn't painful. "I'm cumming!" Abhay said as he came. He pulled it out at the last moment and his cum spread all over her body. "Drink it all up, don't leave a single drop". He said in a commanding tone. Tama started doing as she was told and used her fingers to drink it all. Seeing her movements, abhay was aroused again. He waited for her to finish and after that, he shoved it inside her mouth again. This time he came inside her mouth, throat to be more precise. "Don't let any spill out". He commanded again. After that, he took out some water and had her clean her mouth and body. He took out the clothes he found in the ring of that gay kid and had her wear them as her clothes were dirty. He then picked her up and placed her on the ground and lied next to her. " From now on, I'll do this to you whenever I feel like it. No matter the place or situation, when i tell you to do this, you do this. Got that?".

In the midst of the winter season, the cold air that tickles my nose and the thick clothes I was wearing to keep my body warm and the slippery edge of the rooftop building I was standing. The city covered with snows as snowflakes keep on falling. Ah, this is the best day to die... The cold winter was reminded me of my parents. Will they cry if I die? Will they regret everything that they've done so far? Or they will still stay on my very-ill older sister side?

She was a human despised by her family but was strongly desired by the vampire king. Evelyn Starkins, a human born in a vampire family and was chosen to be the sacrificial lamb offered to the Vampires. Her fate took a new turn when the King realized she was the one he was seeking. He couldn't resist her. ........... "Do you think you can run away from me?" Eve heard his deep voice whisper in her ears which made her knees weaken. "I can if you let me," she said hoping he would free her. "And you think I will?" He brushed the tip of his nose lightly along the sides of her neck, causing her breath to hitch. He pulled away to stare at her flushed face. "Breathe my charm." "Breathe while you still can," he growled, his hot breath tickling her ears. "You tried to run away, and now you will get punished." He pressed his lips to her neck, leaving trails of fiery kisses along her skin. "I'm going to make you regret every step you took," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "I'll punish you so hard that you'll beg.. but for more." His fingers grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine as she fought to control her breathing. She knew she should be scared, but the way he was he took control of her body, the way his touch ignited a fire within her, made her shamelessly excited for his punishment.. ....... Note: cover is not mine

[Mature content and trigger warning] Jeremy stepped closer while Eloisee stepped back. His lips tickled up into a smirk, his fangs out for the world. “ You thought because he was here to take you, you'd be safe from me? How naive my little pet, you can never escape me, even if you go to the edge of the world ill still be here.” Eloisee’s eyes widened. The choice of words Jeremy used were the same ones he used before, she started to scream in her heart. Not in that room, anywhere but that room. “ Jeremy stop, n-not here.” She let her thoughts slip out her mouth while tears fell freely down her face. Eloisee's back hit the wall and a veined arm slammed on the wall beside her head. She looked at the red eyes trembling. “ Oh so now you can talk back, such a spine you developed.” Jeremy spat, his face distorted from spite. ********************************************************************** Pain is all Eloisee Eileen knew, abused and mistreated by her stepsibling and stepmother, she has aspirations to run away and become an omega without a pack, just as her dreams are coming true and she is close to escaping the pain, she gets the shock of her life. She is being sold off to the Bloodhowl pack Alpha Riviera Luminary, to be his treasured wife in exchange for the Silvermount pack getting an alliance and resources. Being the alpha’s wife, Eloisee has to navigate the treacherous path of being a wife in a new pack while fighting demons from her past and present trying to drag her to the depths of hell with them, while finding it in her to love her husband and mate.

Power comes with a cost... and it was something she was willing to trade her soul for. A few nights before her wedding, Lauren sought a way to break her fourth engagement. Known for her bad reputation as the rebel princess, she was the only lady who had the guts to step foot on the Everston mansion, the house of a notorious warlord, in the middle of the night. She offered him a wicked alliance that the entire kingdom did not see coming: a marriage. A vixen pretending to be a damsel in distress and a man whose crimson eyes screaming for bloodshed. Could something blossom in this treacherous dance of lies and deception? -- "Are you upset?" She eyed him sharply. "Should I be honored that I got tricked by you, milord?" He drank the remaining wine in his glass with one gulp and put it on the wooden table. He stepped in front of her. His hand was on the rail on her side while his other hand grabbed her glass and finished her wine before putting it down. The way his Adam's apple moved with his every violent gulp made her feel a tickling heat around her nape. When he brought his attention back to her, he licked his lips to wipe off the trace of wine. "How shall I make it up to you then?" he asked with his deep voice, like a seductive devil asking his victim how she would like to be killed. Dangerous yet… enthralling. - Note: This is a dark fantasy-romance genre with a lot of gore, family feuds, steamy scenes, twists and turns, and other explicit content (no rape) that will rile you up and might give you a heart attack so basically this is not for soft-hearted ones, so read at your own risk!

A dark time when the creatures of shadow descended unto the tranquil human lands, making their existence known. A time followed when empires were led by humanity's conspiracy and betrayal, a time filled with hatred, but unbeknownst to the humans, they were only mere puppets, pawns of greater beings of darkness, entities with the power to crush anything and everything in their way. What happens when a small human girl catches the eye of one of these so-called greater beings, a pureblooded Lord? Can an ant such as her survive the political strifes and fearsome feuds between the lands and the monsters that control them. For those who fear vampires, ghosts and the unknown, I offer two words of advice… Tread lightly. -------- "Why should I avoid him? He was a perfect gentleman, a good man," Katherine Welcher argued in his defense. "Good or not, neither matter," Alexander Delcrov warned her, "As long as you're under my wing, you shall behave and listen to my words. Do not let any man kiss you, Katherine. I don’t want others to call you improper." "There was nothing improper about it! And I'm not yours to obey," she blurted out in annoyance, feeling her face flush with embarrassment for the second time this evening, "I mean, you can't order me aro—-" "So disobedient," he stated with nonchalance before moving his hand from her waist to her back, pulling her closer to him as they danced. His breath tickled her nape. "So you’ll only listen if you are mine?"

"What about us, Janelle?" Gideon asked, kneeling in a pool of blood. "We never existed!" Janelle replied "I gave you everything..." Gideon said "After taking everything away from me? I don't think you were expecting me to gloat over a piece of cake, after you destroyed my entire bakery!" Janelle replied tearing "I loved you, Janelle" "Your love was torturous, Gideon" "Says the woman who rejected a sacred bond because of rumors. Janelle, walk through that door, and we'll be strangers" "So be it!" **** Gideon followed the sweetest aroma that tickled his senses, until he found the owner of the sweet aroma. Janelle Johnson. Reserved. Calm. Happy. These were the words he would use to describe Janelle Johnson before she lost everything. Based on rumors, she rejected a bond she's longed for, her entire life. Evil. Wicked. Bold. These were what Janelle thought Gideon Sparks was until she had a close look at him. Fighting his own battles silently, Gideon watched Janelle slowly lead her people out of the hardship they landed and lended a helping hand. Rejecting his help was one thing her ego wanted, but her people came first. Accepting his conditions, meant she was exchanging her freedom for that of her people.

In this dark comedy, we meet Don, a logical and cold-hearted African American man who was once the most evil supervillain in the world, responsible for the deaths of thousands. However, his life takes an unexpected turn when his mother slaps the black out of him, transforming him into a white man. To make matters worse, he is then killed by a 6-year-old child wielding an energy blast and finds himself in Hell. Don finds himself in Hell, but even the underworld can't handle his audacity. He beats up Satan, rips off his clothes, and shamelessly shares the moment on Hestagram, the Underworld's version of Instagram, for all his demons to see. As a result, Hell kicks him out, unable to keep up with his troublemaking. Now, Don is faced with an ultimatum: work for God as a therapist or face soul erasure. Reluctantly, he becomes a therapist, traveling to multiple worlds and universes to provide therapy, advice, and counseling to the strangest and stupidest beings he encounters. While Don enjoys being back to his original black self in the afterlife, there is little else he finds appealing about his new role. Forced to use the therapist name "White" despite his skin color, Don maintains his jerkish personality, delighting in being rude to his clients and cracking insulting jokes. He firmly believes that he is the embodiment of evil and sees no reason to change. This dark comedy follows Don as he begrudgingly fulfills his responsibilities as a therapist, embracing his wicked nature while working for God. Remember, folks, this is dark comedy. Don't take anything I say too seriously. But if you want a taste of my unique brand of therapy, well, strap in and prepare for a rollercoaster of insults and questionable advice. Don't say I didn't warn you." Disclaimer: This is all dark comedy, folks. It's just a wild and fictional tale to tickle your twisted sense of humor. Remember, it's all in good fun, and evilness is not to be taken seriously."

Elio placed a firm hand on my waist as he drew me even closer to him. His breath tickles the shell of my ear and he presses the barrel of a gun into my crotch. "I expect all my men to be loyal and faithful to me, Mr. Jensen, including the one I am sticking my dick into. You belong to me."

The super-sensitive Abyss Lord, imprisoned in the deep sea, always accidentally tickles the itchy flesh, and the clumsy researcher with his hands and feet.

A prisoner out for revenge, a power-hungry redhead, a fallen god, and a little princess with superpowers and an impossible quest, go all out in the fight to acquire the power capable of destroying the multiverse. Whether it is to save a kingdom, to get revenge, for world domination, or merely to fall in love with it, none of them can do without this power... so they bring Carnage! This is a tale of revenge, betrayal, love and ambition. "All is fair in Love and War" Throw Powers into the mix and it is Carnage! ___ EXCERPT___ Gorak! 'Oh sh*t!', her eyes go wide. 'What is he doing here? He escaped?' Stunned by her naked beauty, the attacking Gorak stops, staring. She looks like a goddess! Lush pink skin glowing under the sunlight. Those heavenly mounds on her chest with mouth-watering nipples. Well-framed body, with a beautiful, soft ass that vibrates gently as she moves. How could anyone look this gorgeous?! Worse off, she was dripping wet. He wanted to lick her dry! Seeing that he is just standing there, Dela seizes her chance to run. She hurls her sword at him, and he dodges, but then she begins to wade through the water to escape through a tunnel deep within. He wouldn't let her go. Reaching into the water, he pulls her out and slams her against the rocky wall, holding her in place. What was he thinking? She betrayed him so cruelly 2,000 years ago, and helped the enemy take him down! He came here to get his revenge, but what was he doing now? Drooling over her? How stupid. "Mnh... let me go!" she struggled to break free. "I loved you. Took good care of you. But what did you do? You betrayed me the second you got the chance! And what for? A cheap chance at Power?!" He yelled the last sentence in her face. She whimpered, shutting her eyes, her lips quivering. Those lips... "I'm not afraid of you!", she responded in defiance She would fight to the death. She balled her fists, making them into flaming fists. She was strong, but she was still just a Guardian. He was a god. This fight would last only a second. "Still so feisty. Your newfound powers cannot save you." He held Dela in place, keeping both her hands above her head with one hand, pressing down the rest of her body with his own body against the rocky wall. As she struggled to break free, her soft body rubbed against his hard one. It was distorting his thoughts "Hold still!", he commanded. Shocked, she stopped moving. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she realised what he meant. He took his sword to her throat. It lightly touched her skin and left a small cut. Some blood trickled down. "Say your prayers." She shut her eyes again, quivering, waiting for her death. It was finally the time to kill her. He had planned his revenge through the last 2,013 years of his life. How he would enjoy the fear on her face in her last moments, right before he slit her throat, but... Why couldn't he do it? What was stopping him? Gorak had never hesitated to kill anyone in his life before. He was genuinely confused as to why he just couldn't do it. "She betrayed you, remember? Do it, fool! Just do it.", he mumbled under his breath. Those lips... He gulped hard. He wanted to kiss them again! He lowered his sword and pressed down upon their softness, hungrily eating them out in a sweet french kiss. Deepening further, he dropped his sword, freeing his right hand to arc Dela's head, holding it in place so that his tongue reaches into the deepest depths of her soul, swallowing her whole. Wide-eyed, Dela is shocked by the kiss. It ushers in a flood of memories. 2,013year old memories. She embraces him, pushing herself up against him. Her hands are free but what is she doing? Making out with her killer!? ........ #r18 *Book cover credit: ArtStation*

"Breathe in, breathe out!", Hmm..., doing yoga isn't that easy!, Alexa silently said. She's doing some flexes, twisting her leg to sort of breaking it though not then the same thing done to the other. After that, she went down and spread her hands up, thus, bent down, butt on top In a push-up position. Did five or more push-ups and laid her back on the mat (ground) and did a half positioned sit up, to improve the 'abs'. "Just so you know, my abs haven't made that pack, not yet, maybe, in two years time or so (He! He!). Alexa smiling, while imagining what it'll be like when that happens. Since she was very inspired to do the work outs to improve her health and to impress her love. It's so sad to think I'm loving someone who is so popular and Jodie Moon, isn't someone who just love and really fall in love with an ordinary person. Yet, I know as a star she knows what she wants and always gets it. I'm good now. After my prolonged break-up from my womanizing boyfriend of 10 years, I am just relieved we ended up as friends now, maybe so. Okay, maybe not as good friends, but we talk occasionally. Hey! Alex...what are you doing?, Shane asked, my annoying but cute sister, who kept on interrupting me while I exercise. "Stop....(Shane touching my face...)...stop it.," while I get up and position my self sitting with hands on top of my folded legs. Alex!, teach me yoga!, okay!, Shane said irritatingly. Oh!, Shane stop, I can't concentrate. Please!, Shane insisted. Okay, okay!, later!... how about now!!!. Alex tickling Shane who wanted to escape her grasp, but it was too late. Alex was already over her and Shane was giggling hard until she almost cried. Alright, I'll stop! Ha! Ha!, How about joining me now? Shane looked at me and shook her head in tears. No!, some other time!....and ran out of the door. Haaay! I sighed. Silly girl! Sometimes I just want to bite and pinch her cute face in adoration. I love her so much! Done with yoga. Now I need to check on my emails, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter. Being a photographer and blogger isn't really an easy job but not as difficult as it seems either. I survive on artists, models and showbiz personalities who cater and support my work and talent. By the way, I'm Alexandra Steele, Alexa or Alex for short. And this is my story, your story, our story all together.