Adam X Lute R34 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

If I hadn't been so turned on, I would have waiting until I got home, but Adam showing up and pissing me off midday made me think about one thing: beta testing. Okay, so it doesn't sounds so sensual when I put it that way but it was sexting with a living human being who doesn't have a face. He can be Ryan Goseling or Ryan Renolds. Maybe he's more of an athlete like Tom Brady or Russell Wilson. Wilson's got a dreamy smile and big broad shoulders. LimberJack could be any of these men and that made the fantasy even more enticing. It was like reading the good part of a romance novel without all the background information.

“Breathe, slut. You’re taking both tonight.” She pushes in slow—burning stretch turning to white-hot pleasure as she fills my ass. Double penetration: Jax pounding my cunt, Lena claiming my ass, rocking in sync until I’m sobbing around the cock in my mouth. The pierced guy pulls out, strokes fast, and comes across my face—hot ropes landing on my cheeks, lips, tongue. I lick what I can, moaning like a whore. They don’t stop.

I whimpered and gulped. He was really going to reject me! "I, Xander, the future... Alpha of the Red Moon, hereby re...ject you, Lena." I watched his breath change. His eyes fluttered constantly, as if he was forcing those words out. My eyes were filled with tears as my heart became so heavy, my teeth were clenched together to force back the loud sob about to escape my lips. His eyes fell on mine, and he looked away sharply. "I, Xander, the future Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, reject you, Lena, as my..." The knife fell off his shivering hand.

"Shake on it." "Wait." Adam's face creased up more drastically than its usual frown. "You'll help me sort out Felix and Riley and all you want in return is to suck on my cock?" "Exactly." Jamie nodded, pushing his hand out further. Adam took his hand reluctantly and shook it with all the strength and enthusiasm of a comatose sea cucumber. "You've got a screw loose," Adam said, staring him in the eyes without blinking. "You do know that, right?"

*** Lydia Adam is a hot cowboy. He's no Damian, but I won't complain. I'm so fucking horny I could ride one of the carousel horses and get off in two seconds flat. Adam's hat and chaps are sexy. His body beneath them even sexier. I worried that Mr. Fuck Me Tonight would give me a complete loser. It's nice to be wrong. Adam will give me what I need. In my mind, his mouth, tongue, and teeth will be Damian's. A crowd gathers at the entrance to the alcove while I strap Adam to a St. Andrew's Cross. This one is top of the line and can be positioned to lie flat, which will be perfect for later.

I opened the door swiftly and got down from the vehicle, noticing that Daniel had stopped, and was staring horrifyingly at the figure that just destroyed the rear window of his car. I turned my head, and the figure came to sight. My eyes widened as I saw the man, now visible by the moonlight, standing at the back of the car, breathing furiously, holding a bat in his hand. He must have used the bat to break the window. The man stared at me, and his eyes held so much emotion that I'd never seen before, or even knew he was capable of holding. He bit his lower lip as his nose twitched, turning his head to look at Daniel. The man was Adam.

“He is strong. He will be fine.” Alexander arrived later, his presence quieter but heavy, his hand firm on Lilian’s back as he guided her to sit. He nodded at me once, a tired acknowledgment, and told Lilian again that Dominic was strong, that he had always been strong, that this would not be the thing that broke him. I wanted to believe that so badly that it hurt.

It didn't take long before Marty's body tensed and shuddered, "Ohhhh god...close...so fuck'n close...ride it...ride that cock!" When he felt the steamy warmth paint his insides, Adam grinned, "Fuckkkkk...yeahhhhhhh...there it is...yeah...yeah...yeah, that's what I want." Marty roared, driving him down over his cock and slamming deep, filling him with a thick creamy load. Then he grinned, "I know it's deep, but I get the job done right...give'n you a good breeding...every fucking drop's in there!" They both were still catching their breath, when Adam threw his leg over me, "You're turn, dude...just let me saddle up." He grinned, "He left you with plenty of lube to work with."

We both turned to look at Adam, who had flopped on the bed, a look of exhaustion on his face; his intense prostate orgasm had clearly taken its toll. At this point I was more than ready to take my turn. I hopped off of the bed with more energy than the both of them combined. Jane stood up a little unsteadily, slid a pillow over toward us, and then guided Adam to lie down with his chest on the bed, bent over on his stomach and both feet resting on the floor. In his present state of exhaustion I doubted he could have put up much resistance, though she held him there while she reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube. She poured some on her fingers and then rubbed it into A

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