Annabeth Chase Smut Novels & Stories

I leaned back in the chair, let a small smile form at the corner of my mouth. Cristo was inside the walls now. A candle behind enemy lines. But even candles can start fires. “Make love to me, now,” Annabelle said again, trying to mount me from behind the chair. I caused this madness. I made her tipsy. I raised my hand. “Later.” She was stumbling a little. Her voice cracked. “But I'm craving you badly now. I want your fat, long dick to pound me hard.” I turned slowly to face her.

I said and walked around the table to my chair. I sat down and noticed, Annabeth wasn’t sitting. She just stood there, showing off her white teeth. “What is it?” I asked with raised brows. “I don’t want to sit Darius,” she said dragging her words like she was under the influence. “What do you want then?” “I want you to make love to me…” she trailed off passing her hand over her chest. “I will be certain then, that you really mean what you said,” she added. My wolf retracted in irritation but I fisted my palms and swallowed down the rage. If I wanted to make this believable, I had to do what she wanted. Besides, what did I stand to lose?

She could imagine herself becoming a jelly, tender and flimsy. Miguel slipped his hands under Annabelle’s top, tracing her spine with his fingers. He went to unhook her bra and cupped her breast. An unknown amount of time have past, all his patience evaporated and decided to pull the hem of her blouse up, exposing the handful breasts. His eyes shined like a thief in search of gold by the sight. He greedily lowered his head and took one bump, tasting the nectar of her purity. Annabelle lost her control and sanity when he gave her hard nipple a soft bite.

She probed the material of her mother's skirt and pressed her strong fingers into her mound. Fiona gasped, then kissed her daughter hungrily, by now she was deeply aroused by the incestuous thoughts racing the rough her mind, and she knew there was no way back. After kissing her mother passionately, and massaging her pussy for the best part of a minute, Annabelle eased herself away from her, and took two steps back. Fiona stood leaning against the freezer with her blouse still tucked into her skirt and draping around her hips; the cuffs were still buttoned at her wrists. Annabelle thought that she looked so very sexy and fuckable in her dishevelled state; her auburn hair now hanging loosely

Blurb: When Annabelle Aston finds out that her stepfather has been jerking off to her pictures and videos on her Onlyfans site, she sets out on a mission to seduce him and make him hers. ------- One: Annabelle. "Your stepdad must be hung, I can bet my life on it," Samantha drawls out of the blue, her tone dreamy and reeking of longing. I take off my sunglasses with a gasp, sitting up quickly. Her eyes are fixed on my stepfather, Josh, and she has that intense look in them. I swat her arms. "Stupid girl. You shouldn't be saying stuff like that with — "

FIFTY Anabelle shuffled and turned in the bed and her eyes finally opened. She stretched and smiled when memories of the previous day invaded her mind. She had managed to help a family in the pack and now they were safe, that gave her a boost to the ego she needed as a Luna. And she ended the day with her mate’s arms around her. Her smile grew further and she raised her body from the comfortable bed and pulled her hair. She heard the silent sound of the shower and her mind envisioned images of Jaxon under the shower with water dripping down his glorious body. It took everything in her not to stand from the bed and wonder into the bathroom to save water with him. Anabelle shook her head to ri

I uttered calmly, a calm before the storm. Tittering, she became mute and I watched her biting her lower lip as her brows furrowed in fear. Annabel was well aware that I never fucked without first eating a cunt. It's something I derived pleasure from doing, I wasn't giving, I found it as taking. And she happened to love it or more appropriately, she was crazy about it and that's the more reason why I'd deprive her of it today.

. I need to get some rest. You are not helping my migraines, which I already have," she yawned wearily. I begged, "As I previously stated, I need your assistance to stay rejuvenated because my heart is troubled." "You are ill, How am i involved in this? I am not able to soothe your troubled heart with my supernatural abilities." Annabelle told me. She told me to go back to sleep because she thought it would help me feel better in the morning. She then left me to figure out my mystery on my own. "Do you really believe that I have not tried to sleep? It is not merely functional. Alpha Nathan is at issue here. Now, will you listen to me?" I revealed with a heavy heart. "We are now approaching t