Satan Crying の小説・ストーリー

I whimpered, my voice shaky and desperate. “I need you and Sebastian and Hudson to stretch every single hole I have. I want you to fill me up with so much cum that it leaks out of my asshole and pussy for days afterward. I am your filthy girl, Daddy. Please make me cum on your tongue. I have been such a dirty slut thinking about this every night.” My begging turned into incoherent sounds as he ate me harder. He spread my legs even wider, shoving my knees apart until my pink pussy was completely open and exposed right in front of his face.

Michael locks his jaw, his chest tightening as Jone emerges from the chamber, his silver omega eyes completely vacant, his massive frame trembling as Rebbie Hale anchors his arm to keep him from collapsing onto the flagstones. "The Elder Luna's core shattered before the dawn ritual could commence," Rebbie Hale whispers through his teeth, masculine tears rolling down his scarred cheeks. "The healers could not contain the rot." Jone pushes past his brother's grip, his steps heavy and uneven as he approaches the stone altar where the old queen's body lies cooling beneath the sacred wolf-furs. He drops heavily to his knees, his large, calloused hand reaching out to clasp her freezing fingers, hi

Terror gripped me, and I flattened myself against the wall with a gasp. What was going on? Suddenly, a light went on, and the three of us snapped our heads to it. A scream nearly escaped my throat. My breath hitched. Underneath the bright light, stood Satan. With blood-shot, dark-red eyes, monstrous horns sprouting from his head, and a malicious grin on his face. His hands were formed like claws, like he was going to attack any second and drink our blood. He looked like something straight from a horror movie. "Sammi." Adrian snapped again, hugging Elle tighter. Elle was half buried in the body of Adrian's demon, and he had his arms around her tightly.

She tilted her head and saw deep red colour on Satan's forehead. "Your regret can't return my child, Satan. You disgust me." Brianna's voice was hoarse, and it was more pitiful with the tears streaming down her eyes. "Thankfully, you opened your eyes." Satan held Brianna's hand ad chanted this line for the nth time.

“I shut my eyes, and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids, and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes, and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed. And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) Her laughter reverberates across the room as she throws her head back and screams, “Lana’s going to drop dead, and all the world will drop dead…” Chest heaving Lucifer wraps his hand around her throat and lifts her to her toes. “Shut your sodding mouth!” he growls. His eyes glow like crimson flames as he leads us to

Jennifer started crying after hearing the loud sound of the gunshot. "Why? Why did you come in front of her and take the bullet on yourself?" Satan complained and kept his hand on her stomach, trying to prevent further blood loss. "I always prayed to god to keep you safe and punish me for the deeds you did in the past... Ahh," Alice muttered, groaning in pain. "Baby" Tears fall from Satan's eyes. "He listened to my prayers and punished me," she mumbled and closed her eyes, whimpering in pain. Alex came forward and pushed Satan away.

and with a single touch to Mammon's forehead, the entity unleashed a surge of power, causing Mammon to scream out in agony. As the pain subsided, Mammon's eyes fluttered open, now ablaze with a newfound clarity. The being before him revealed itself to be Lutan, also known as Satan, wielding the combined powers of pride and wrath. Mammon realized that his encounter with Satan was not just a physical battle but a confrontation with his own ignorance.

> At that moment… everything was silenced…nothing could be heard but the sound of cracking… The white space cracked from behind Satiana… and from it, crawled the unimaginable… The angel struggled… but it was all for vain as it was swallowed whole by that…thing… If an ordinary person saw it… it would appear as heinous darkness… But in the Eyes of Satiana…it looked like something else…

Unable to help myself, I breathed achingly, "Torin?" With his arms wrapped around the woman who had sidled up against him, Satan lowered his head; his lips captured the womans' in a kiss, lingering on them a few seconds. Finally, his hands running down the length of her back and moving onto her ass, he cupped her cheeks, giving them a quick squeeze. Afterward, pulling back a little, he looked in my direction. Gaze hard and eyes impenetrable, he murmured, "Satan, Kitten! My name's Satan."

Satan remained silent, still standing at the window, his hand holding a cigarette between his fingers. Dylan darted forward, snatching the cigarette away and crushing it in his hand. "Sir! Do you want to ruin your throat for good?" Satan didn’t move, his fingers still hovering as if the cigarette were still there. After what felt like an eternity, he sighed and said, "I wasn’t smoking. I just needed to hold it, to smell it. It calms me down." "Sir..." Dylan began, but Satan raised his hand to stop him.