Young and devilishly handsome, with a body as hot as fucking hell -that's Alexiel Frey, the most sought top model in the metro. But behind those sexy sinful smile and tempting deep dark eyes, lies an even darker secret.
HE IS AN INCUBUS. A fal...
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"Ohhh... shit..." pigil hiningang sambit ng dalaga, habang mariing nakakapit sa yumuyugyog na lamesa sa tapat ng maliwanag na vanity mirror. Halos magkalaglagan ang nagkalat na make-up sa ibabaw nito at pati na rin ang iba't ibang mga alahas na nakapatong roon.
Solo nila ang buong silid at tanging himig ng naghahabol nilang paghinga at nagsasalpukang nilang katawan ang kanilang naririnig.
Napapikit ang dalaga no'ng hapitin pa lalo ng lalaki ang kanyang balakang at mariin siya nitong bayuhin. Hindi niya tuloy mapigilang mapaungol at mapakagat sa kanyang labi.
"Damn, baby... you're so good." Iniangat pa niya lalo at pinaghiwalay ang kanyang dalawang hita. Mabigyang daan lang ang pagbayo sa kanya ng binata. Lalo tuloy siyang napakapit sa lamesa.
"Miss Mixie!"
Halos mapatalon ang dalaga no'ng marinig ang pagtawag sa kanya ng personal assistant niya at sunod-sunod na katukin ang pinto.
"Y-Yes?"
"Ahmm... Miss Mixie, on cue na daw po kayo sa runway in five minutes."
"Yes, tell them I'm coming..." hingal na hingal na wika nito. "Ooooh yeesss... I'm coming."
Marahan niyang iniangat ang kanyang mukha at napatingin sa kaharap na salamin. Namumungay ang mga mata, pinagmasdan niyang muli ang matikas na lalaki na kanina pa umaangkin sa kanya.
Draped in his black fur coat, bits of sweat dripped on contours of his lean neck and it trailed in between his well sculpted chest, down to his ripped set of rock-hard abs. He lowered himself down and embraced her from behind. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist. The tip of his pointed nose brushed against her neck.
"You smell fucking delicious..." he whispered.
His deep baritone voice and the warmth of his breath is giving her a hard mix of eargasm. His hand went up and hungrily cupped her breast, while the other one went deep down her warm, moist folds.
"Oohhh... fuck," she moaned helplessly.
Her lips immediately parted when she felt his finger dipped down and massaged her clit in slow, delightful circles, while banging her hard from behind. She rocked back and forth against his chiseled body and his strong manly scent is overwhelming her. Intoxicating her right to her very core.
He's driving her crazy —really crazy.
She just met this guy on the runway a couple of minutes ago, and now they're inside her dressing room, bouncing against his long thick cock and gladly became his one-night whore.
She gazed into his deep dark eyes and met his cold blank stare. His pale, porcelain-like skin that illuminates his well-defined jawline and cheekbones. And his thin red lips, that slowly settled into a nasty smirk. Damn, he looked so heartless. But he's bringing her into the depths of extreme pleasure . Who cares if he has a heart, anyway? As long as his massive member is throbbing inside of her tight warm walls. She could care less about anything.
