Alexa Bliss Ass Novels & Stories

A wry smile tugged at her lips. Blaze's fists clenched his struggle to control his temper evident. "What are you even talking about?" he growled. Alessia remained silent; her glare abruptly fixated on Blaze. With a flick of her wrist, an intense gust of wind propelled him backward again. Never before had he thought that Alessia possessed supernatural abilities, let alone the potential for such potent and aggressive power. Yet, considering Arabella's nature, the link between their abilities was reasonable.

"You're a horrible liar. Don't deny it. It ain't gonna work," "Well yeah, I am," I surrendered. "I was prepared, okay? I saw it coming," "Right," Leah muttered, making it obvious that she wasn't buying it at all. "Guys!" Bliss appeared out of nowhere, and patted my shoulder. "Hey dudes," Leah said. Bliss, Vanille, Ryland and Damon stood infront of us. Bliss held a clipboard and was scribbling something down on a paper. "Aeliana, the gym is perfect," Vanille grinned.

"FFFUUUUCCKKK YEAH! YYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSS!" Alexis's ass spasmed around his big weapon as she let out a shout of delight. "Ack! FUCK! You're so freaking big! "She exclaimed, nearly going insane from hunger. "More! MORE!"

Those eyes make me want to claim every inch of her. Blake, kneeling behind her, thrusts into her with steady intensity, drawing an instant whimper from her lips as her body trembles, clearly on the edge of something. Leaning close, I trace the line of her jaw with my mouth, letting my lips brush her skin as I make my way up to her ear. “So, you have a praise kink, Alissia?” I whisper, pulling back to watch her reaction. Her eyes shift, a flicker of confusion in them, as if she doesn’t quite grasp what I mean.

“You’ve never been more wrong.” Bliss stepped closer, her eyes locked on his. “I don’t have to defeat you. I just have to stop you.” Damon’s expression twisted, his anger flaring. He reached out, grabbing her arm with a force that made her gasp. “You will regret this, Bliss. You will regret ever defying me.” But Bliss didn’t flinch. She didn’t pull away. She stood tall, her heart steady in her chest. “I won’t regret it,” she said, her voice fierce. “I’m done being afraid. I’m done being controlled. I’m done being your prisoner.”

Alexis screamed in pain and blood rush out of her vagina, but Jude doesn't even mind her, he just continue with what he is doing. But with the piece of cloth, none heard that Alexis was screaming in pain, but after some few seconds, she finally get used to the pain, she finally remove the cloth in her mouth, and she also flow with the pleasure, and flesh and flesh continue to pound on one another for as long as possible.

Alpha Rigie stated with a charming smile. "What?" Faith couldn't help but say out loud. Shock was evident on her face. Her wide eyes immediately flew to Dea who was frowning at her and commanding her through her eyes to listen and not say anything. Faith was hesitant but she complied. She didn't know why she was being made the bait here. "I am not qualified though." She said fumbling with her words. She pressed her right thumb over the other, hard. Her nail turned white instantly and started to grow into a dark purple.

Jeremy’s jaw clenched. Stephanie pressed on, her voice cool and sharp. “I still don’t understand this football obsession. Six feet tall, strong as an ox, but it’s not very ladylike, is it? I suppose you’re happy being… well, the size you are.” Alexandra’s cheeks burned. She forced herself to meet Stephanie’s gaze. “I’m happy being who I am.” Stephanie sniffed. “If only you’d put as much effort into being a proper woman as you do into tackling people, maybe you’d—”

“I heard that often. Thank you, madam.” Yumena, who heard the remark, arched her brow. He’s talking nonsense again. She just slightly shook her head and continued checking. After she was done, she stared unseeingly at the floor, pondering and recalling the dresses she had just checked. She was aware of the nervous gaze Mrs. Vega was giving her. Even Evan’s comforting words didn’t affect her anymore.

But Serena didn’t look at her anymore. She turned—slowly, softly—as though waking from a fever dream. Her glowing eyes faded to their natural hue, though power still shimmered beneath her skin. Her steps were slow at first, then faster, then a sprint. She dropped to her knees beside Alexandro, cupping his face with trembling hands, tears welling in her eyes. “Alexandro…” she breathed, her voice breaking. He looked up at her with clouded eyes, the corners of his lips twitching into the faintest smile. “You… look like a goddess.”