Adam X Lute R34 Novels & Stories

If she wanted to have sex with me and another man at the same time, then it was going to happen! And it did happen. I had explained to Amanda that I didn't actually know many black guys, and the ones that I did know, I certainly didn't know well enough to ask that sort of question! But Amanda had already thought of that. In fact I think she had been planning this for quite some time. There was a man, apparently. A black guy at her office that she had been flirting with since he started some six weeks perviously. The man's name was Marc and Amanda had set everything up - he was coming over to our house on Friday night!

As long as that thing didn’t go off, little Reida was fine. In the dim bedroom, Xandar kneaded Lucianne’s breasts before gently squeezed the flesh at her waist and moved down to her firm buttocks. Lucianne’s own hands traced his broad shoulders and hard torso as her feet skillfully pulled down his boxers to bring Xandar’s erection into full view. In between Lucianne’s moans, her body moved in response to her mate’s touch as their lips trapped each other in a deep kiss.

Adam replies, "Yes, Dear." He finishes Alice's lotion with a little rub on her crotch as a little tease of his own. He then looks at Allie and sees her giving the come hither finger curl with a big grin. Adam chuckles, moves to his fiancé, and kisses her again with more passion this time. She moans happily. He then gently pushes her back down and puts lotion on her. He also rubs her little quim at the end too. Allie shivers and coos. Adam lays back down, applying some to his front.

He grunted as he tried to stand up again, but he failed. “Shit!” He cursed. He held the corner of the table and slowly stood up. “Wait! I will go there!” Amoux screamed. He uttered more profanities when he felt that his bones broke but knew that, as the Lycan, he had fast healing abilities. “Is Leah still naked right now? Please, cover her first; the pack doctor is here with me. Don't you dare forget to cover yourself, too? It's disgusting to see your naked body, asshole.” Adam grunted while Jonathan was laughing at his brother.

Chapter 3. Aftermath & Round Three (or Was It Four?) Rick’s POV By the time most of the guys had started tapping out one by one, the living room looked no different than a crime scene produced from a very sticky porno. Scattered all over the floor were empty lube bottles, discarded condoms, random pieces of clothing, and one very sad, half-melted chocolate cake that somehow never got eaten. Only the real grinders remained: Tim, Jax (who apparently, ran on pure protein and spite), and Derek; my quiet accounting coworker who had somehow turned into a complete demon once the lights got lower.

Adam muttered and turned, Felix rushed to him, hugging him by the waist. “Felix,!!" Adam called but he didn't pushed Felix for fear of wounding him again Felix smiled and let go, Adam confused at his sudden action turned to see Felix but saw Felix nude, he hurriedly covered him with quilt “Try to have shame," Adam muttered frustrated, he was still in his estrus and this was bad Felix smiled shamelessly as he looked up at Adam’s face He like pushing Adam to his limit “Are you okay? Do you mind eating before leaving," Felix asked anticipating positive answer from Adam

The studio smelled of turpentine, sweat, and something rawer, something that lingered in the air long after Damien and Lena’s last heated encounter. They had been reckless, lost in each other, blind to the world beyond the four walls of that messy room. Lena still felt the faint sting of his hands on her hips, the bruising kisses down her throat, the fire he had awakened deep inside her.

“ARAMIDE!” Adrian screamed as he ran to her and fell at her side, she had rolled down fifteen steps, she was covered in blood and her hair was stuck to her skin, Adrian looked up at his mother. his eyes were filled with rage and they barely registered his mom shaking her yea profusely as if to day she had no clue about what happed that didn't matter now, the big problem was that Aramide wasn't breathing, guilt washed over Adrian.

Adam walked up to the porch and stood next to me with an evil grin. "Any enemy of yours is a friend of mine." I growled and hissed at him and he chuckled and I stomped off into the house and up the stairs. I could hear him and Brett chuckling over the sound of the game they were playing. An hour later I made my way down the staircase to get another snack from the kitchen. Their voices floated around the house and I got to the ground floor to see Adam and Brett playing Call of Duty, and the unmistakable slick black hair belonging to Blade Lucifer Collins sitting next to them. Suddenly, my appetite was gone just seeing the three of them there conversing as if nothing was amiss. Where the hell

Liam whispered back, green eyes dark with lust. Adrian didn’t waste time. He turned Liam around, pressing his chest against the dusty bookshelves. He yanked Liam’s jeans and boxers down just enough, then dropped to his knees right there in the quiet library. His tongue found Liam’s hole, licking broad and wet before pushing inside with hungry strokes. The risk of someone walking by made everything sharper, more intense. Liam bit his arm to stay quiet, legs shaking as Adrian’s tongue worked him open, hot and slippery.