Romans & histoires Arrow Fanfiction Lemon

That's his mischievous smile and it's just as sexy as it's terrifying, "I would do it for you." "No, Damon," I frown, "He wouldn't let you. Aiden doesn't like this game." "Aiden would do anything for you, too, even let his own brother suck his dick" he says and licks my lips very deliberately and slowly as his hand finds my pussy. He moves my thong aside and finds my wetness. I hate the instant wave of shame that hits me, "Damn, Lily, you really are fucking sick in the head. Thinking about brothers sucking each other gets you this wet?”

Emily moaned, feeling her legs grow weak, unable to support her weight. Arion swiftly supported her, inserting two fingers inside her, moving them in and out rapidly. Emily clung tightly to Arion, her body alive with electric sensations. Arion cupped Emily’s face, kissing her fiercely, sucking and nibbling on her lips. Emily responded passionately, her desire overflowing. Arion knelt before her, sliding down her thin panties and lifting one of her legs onto his shoulder. He buried his face between her thighs, his tongue flicking out to taste her deeply. Emily cried out louder at Arion’s actions.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

I called breathlessly; he was also fighting for breath. His eyes were filled with lust filler. He looked like he was about to rip me apart from my skin. He looked down at his fingers and started playing with my sticky wetness. “Brielle...” He called huskily. “Yes, daddy,” I replied like the little slut I am. Then Jace De Leon mounted me and used my hand to slip him inside me. Once he had me deep inside, he began a slow rotation of my hips as he moved, the edges of the orange string pant and caressed my naked stomach and thighs.

I pulled back just enough to gasp, “Yes! I love it… I love being your fucktoy tonight.” Sienna laughed breathlessly and pulled my face back between her thighs. “Good girl. Now make me cum while he breeds you.” Breeds me. The word sent a dirty thrill through my whole body. Damon must have liked it too because he started talking even filthier. “That’s right. I’m going to fill this tight pussy up. Pump you full of cum until it’s leaking down your thighs.” He spanked me again. “Maybe I’ll knock you up out here in open waters. Would you like that? Walking around with my load deep inside you?”

“Ride me just like that. Fuck, you look so sexy taking my dick.” Marilyn leaned forward, bracing her hands on his chest, changing the angle so her clit ground against his pelvis with every downward thrust. The friction was electric. Jeremiah thrust up to meet her, their bodies colliding with wet, filthy sounds. He sat up suddenly, wrapping his arms around her, sucking hard on her nipples as she continued grinding on his cock.

Travis looked like a woman with his small and slim body, his flawless legs would make any woman cry in envy. Leerion slowly did his job, and Travis gasped under the man’s sinful touch, this man, how could he do this to him? “Higher! Higher!” TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.) PS: I want everyone to know that Leerion and Travis' story is a bxb story and will soon be published entitled "A Twisted Desire" but on a different platfrom if you want to know just leave a comment or follow me on facebook or twitter or instagram. MapleWrit

Rachel's POV In the dimly lit chamber, my body still hummed with the afterglow of our union, my skin flushed and damp where Damon's touch had branded me. I lay nestled against him on the chaise, my head rising and falling with the steady rhythm of his breathing, the scent of our shared arousal lingering in the air like a heady musk. His fingers traced lazy patterns along my spine, each stroke feeling like a silent apology that soothed the raw edges of old wounds, and I felt the weight of his gaze upon me, intense and unguarded in a way that made my heart ache.

The hurt in his ruby eyes when she dodged his hands flashed vividly, making Maleficent gulped audibly as her hands clenched – leaving bloody nail marks on her palms. Levi opened his lips and spoke the words she both hated and loved to hear. “Yes. Dude Damon can gain something from you and it is… your affection.” Though Maleficent somehow anticipated this fact already, she could not help but gasp followed by the bellows of thunderclaps right outside her dorm house.

"So you see, whatever the moon goddess thinks she's doing right now, she's made a mistake. I'm not someone worth choosing. I'm not someone worth anything." I expected him to look uncomfortable. I expected him to reconsider, the way people always did when they realized how much damage had already been done to me. Instead, Zander Cane slowly lowered himself down onto one knee in front of me. My breath caught. He looked up at me from that position, this powerful, legendary Lycan King kneeling in the dirt of the woods as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Tana." He said my name like he had always known it. "What was done to you was cruel. And whoever did it to you was a fool."