We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
||THE SEX DEMON|| [COMPLETED]

||THE SEX DEMON|| [COMPLETED]

  • WpView
    Reads 564,298
  • WpVote
    Votes 16,163
  • WpPart
    Parts 50
WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Tue, Apr 13, 20216h 48m
WpInfo
Fiction
Fantasy
The Sex Demon. He owned a small, fake cathedral in the outskirts of the deserted town, Maplekin. He would dress up as a priest every Sunday and lure a random, guilty woman into one of his secret dorms, promising her to rid her of her sins. It's very easy to take advantage of miserable criminals who deeply regret their mistakes. And that's what he does. Angus Blackburn strips his prey down to give her a warm, holy water-bath and invites her to his 'bed of heaven' saying that she would be 'closer to God'. He would then perform his ungodly acts on this brainwashed woman and fulfil his promise by stabbing her to hell. Maybe if beauty privilege hadn't existed, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to attract every female in the town and get away with murder. But what happens when he does the exact same thing to a certain, chubby lady and fails to slice her beautiful throat with the help of his signature Swiss knife? ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ Warning: Strong sexual content, imagery and dark fluff. Author: cLusterxxx
All Rights Reserved
WpMetadataHeadphonesText-to-speech
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Fire on Fire
  • Dangerous Love
  • Monster: A Werewolf Romance
  • 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑳𝑭 𝑰𝑵 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑷 '𝑺 𝑪𝑳𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮
  • IF YOU'RE LUCKY (COMPLETE)
  • Wreck me, Tavian(On Hold)
  • My Dad's Business Partner
  • Lethal Obsession
  • Possessive Rich Boys (COMPLETED)
  • Pandora's Successor✔

"This is so wrong ..." Emma breathed out against his lips when he pinned her up against the wall. "Is it?" Alexander echoed, slipping his hands underneath her large sweater, grazing her lips. "She's my friend ..." Emma argued weakly, albeit unwilling to push him off. "Don't think about it." He merely replied, starting to nibble on her neck. As his lips nipped down on her sensitive skin, Emma let out a breathless moan and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, so that he could hook her legs around his torso, effectively seizing her in his arms. The walk to his bedroom was short, and before she could say anything, she found herself on his bed, him hovering over her. His every touch was inebriating, the way his lips knew exactly where to go in order for her to lose sight of her moral duties, the way his hands skillfully caressed every inch of her skin, as if savoring it in advance, was driving her insane. And when she met his fiery gaze, Emma knew she was doomed. She had no chance but to surrender to this devil that was tempting her, pushing her towards something that - she was well aware - would be difficult to give up on once set in motion.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines