Nocticadia

by Keri Lake

“What separates monsters from good men is only a matter of perspective. In your eyes, I’m a sick fuck for what I’ve done to you. But I, on the other hand, see you as a parasite.”

No one touched what belonged to me without repercussions. My class. My requirements. My student. Without a doubt, Lilia Vespertine was going to be a massive headache. But she was my headache.

TEEHEEEEE

Fuck me. Fuck. Me.

With pleasure

On a whim of absolute adrenaline, I sent the video to my phone, then clicked on her texts and deleted it permanently.

Oh. My. God.

Smiling, I eased back in my seat. If she was that desperate for money, she’d have to find another way of getting it. I refused to let a whole population of swinging dicks ogle her. I’d fuck over every person who ever posted there and burn the site down before I’d let that happen.

Possessive. Just how I like them

“Stay out of trouble, Curious Moth,” he said, as he strode for the door. Curious Moth. A nickname. A fitting one, too, given the fact that I had no intentions of avoiding the flame.

i wouldn't either

“That is the tragedy of women, isn’t it? We deny ourselves beauty for the sake of misleading men.”

I’d never wanted anything so badly in my life. Calling her beautiful was like calling the sun lukewarm. She’d blazed like the hottest part of a flame in that dress. And fuck me, I’d felt the heat.

“May I ask a question?” “That is a phrase that will echo in death,”

Be a good little moth, and I’ll fuck you hard.

Yes. Please.

“And because I’m a selfish prick who has to live with the fact that I cannot have you to myself, I’m going to ruin you so that any boy who comes after me will leave you deeply unsatisfied, and you’ll be left fucking your own fingers, desperate to remember the time you had your professor’s face between your legs.”

I’d clutched the top of his skull. “Devryck, I’m nervous.” “You should be. Your professor is about to eat your pussy, Lilia.

“I don’t give a damn about every other girl. There’s only one who crosses my mind a fuck-ton more than she should. So, I’m going to finish you, Lilia. I’m going to give you the release you’ve been craving, and I won’t touch you again. But this pussy belongs to me. You let any other undeserving prick near it, and I will cut out his tongue and send it to you in a specimen jar.”

okayyy purrr

“Jealousy is a callow schoolboy’s emotion that ends in hard feelings and bloody noses. What I feel for you, Miss Vespertine, would destroy lives.”