My Bad Princess's
Fairytales

Uhh!

Cyra was unable to breathe, a powerful twisting like the middle in l*mat by a python, staring at the flushed eyes with a blazing color.

The hand that began to touch her thighs and raise the dress that was above her body.

"You're really gonna be here?!" asked Cyra who was surprised but the man just smiled.

"No one will come here, no! I would melt their eyes first if they came when I wasn't ready at all." whispered in a voice that sounded heavier and then looked towards the girl once more.

Cyra did not answer, he had difficulty and his strength had no effect at all. Her body was plastered with big hand hands that were like wanting to destroy her.

A contrasting color is seen, between the skin that is smooth white with the skin of someone who is darker and scaly.

"Olympics? Hentika- Humph!" his speech can no longer be heard, his pink lips are greedily exhausted with a tongue that is more convoluted than his fiance.

Sreg!

Cyra frowned, but her hands were no longer rebellious or trying to float.

The man who had seen the signs the girl wanted to stop was looking straight at her.

"You're not resisting anymore?" ask her with a thin smile.

Cyra did not reply, but the more the man changed the sweet aroma the more it smelled.

"Don't be here" said Cyra once again who gave an offer because he still has the ethics of nobles left behind.

The man did not answer at all, "You know my name, but you still call me by another name?" tanya who stared with her hands increasingly rubbed behind the girl's dress.

"Lucifer? Even if it's your name but you'll still have another name, right? Why are you here?" ask Cyra who can now speak.

There was no answer, the man just looked at her with a sharp gaze and eyes that seemed to want to eat the whole girl in front of him.

"Smart, you want to go back to your place, right? I can take you there." whispered the man who was staring with eyes that held meaning and smirik who had not even drowned at all.

Sreg!

The beautiful dress began to be torn, Cyra was still not rebellious at all the man raised his body that looked smaller because he himself had grown many times.

There was no rebuttal and the woman looked at him.

The sound of kissing is heard, no need for a sofa or chair that girl can be on the bench easily and can also be kissed easily too.

The man's large hands began to touch some of his sensitive areas and held his Pyramid which was neither too small nor too big.

"Say? How did you get here?" asked Cyra who was completely unaffected when the demon had given her a touch to arouse her desire.

"St..."

"Don't keep asking but you should enjoy it, right?" her question was staring towards the girl and started to hug her tightly.

Ack!

Cyra flinched, he who was like a child immediately moved easily.

The warm tongue of the half-demon man swept across his neck, and his smooth back was rubbed slowly.

Those silver eyes stared towards those towering and large-looking wings.

"It's..."

"Like a fairy tale..."

His murmur was soft as he looked towards the man's wings without realizing what would happen to him next