Sinful Temptations

Naraka followed Lily to her bedroom. Her room was over-sized and decorated in Victorian decor. He watched as she stood nervously in front of her king sized four poster bed.

Lily was unsure what to do. This was the first time she felt nervous about the idea of having s.e.x since finding out about the curse. She turned around to face him. Meeting his eyes, her heart skipped a beat as his eyes filled with black. Starring into an endless abyss, she felt as if he was touching her soul.

He starting removing his clothes, revealing inch after inch of sculpted muscles. His arms held gold bands and his c.h.e.s.t was covered in ancient hieroglyphs that appeared to bind his inner demon. He stood in front of her b.a.r.e n.a.k.e.d. Blushing as she caught sight of the size of him. His d.i.c.k swelled under her gaze, standing at full attention. Before she could react, he stood a few inches away from her.

He lifted her head and kissed her slowly, pulling her shirt overhead. He kisses trailed down her jaw, then her neck, kissing a heated path down her body, helping her out of his clothes as he went.

Feeling his hands hot on her h.i.p.s, she watched him intensely and she couldn't help but think how surreal it was to have the next king of the underworld kneeling before her.

Naraka lifted her leg over his shoulder, running his tongue along the slit of her p.u.s.s.y. Smirking at her as he heard her m.o.a.n. Wrapping her other leg around his neck, he stood up, holding her to his face. He s.u.c.k.e.d and licked on her wet p.u.s.s.y. Only stopping when he felt her legs convulsing around his shoulders.

Suddenly he dropped her onto the bed knocking the wind out of her. She lifted up on her elbows with a frown, 'did he f.u.c.k.i.n.g drop me?' She watched him stalked towards her on all fours. Like a dangerous predator closing in for the kill.

Naraka pulled her by her ankles towards him, kissing lips before coaxing her to turn over on to her hands and knees. Spreading her soft cheeks he inserted his tongue slowly into her tight p.u.s.s.y, earning him loud m.o.a.ns. His fingers replaced his tongue, f.u.c.k.i.n.g her with fingers as he tongued her a.s.s.