As Long As You're Mine Wicked Novels & Stories

Walker licked her juices from his fingers, his eyes silver—not gold this time. Their gazes met and she whimpered as he pulled her closer to him. “I did it because for the next few months you are mine, little mouse,” he said. “Just...mine..”

“Lucky for you I’m a very patient wolf.” ______________ To my utter dismay, my mate is as good as his word. A few hours later I’m spread-eagled on the bed with Sinclair’s head buried between my legs, his talented tongue tormenting me to no end.

Laughing, he kissed her lips on the photo with little much force meanwhile his hand was stroking faster. Two minutes later, he was cumming, but his eyes remained on the picture. Moaning, he orgasmed the moment he kissed on her lips, again. Done with the masturbation, he placed her photo under her pillow but not before speaking for the last time " I will fucking make you mine, bitch." ................................................................. Enjoy reading it :) Love to all <3

The vibrator found her clit and clicked on and— "Oh — fuck — yes — please—" Her whole body lit up. White and electric and relentless. His fingers worked her deep and the vibration against her clit was merciless and she was so close, so devastatingly close— He stopped. She cried out. "Tell me, kitten." His voice was the only steady thing in the universe. Low. Patient. Infinite. "Who do you belong to?" A tear escaped the corner of her eye. "You." Breathless. Wrecked. "You — please — I belong to you—"

she begged shamelessly, pushing her ass back against him with a desperate, slutty whine. With a final brutal thrust, Lukas buried himself to the hilt and erupted. And just like that, their vacation was over.

“Take every inch like a good girl.” Lila pushed back, meeting every stroke. Her tits bounced under her tiny top. Ethan reached around and pinched her nipples hard. “You’re mine now,” he said, pounding deeper. “This pussy belongs to me. Say it.” “It’s yours,” she moaned. “My pussy is yours, Ethan.” He pulled out suddenly, spun her around, and sat on the couch. His cock stood up thick and shiny with her juices. “Ride me,” he ordered. Lila climbed on, straddling him. She sank down slowly, taking every thick inch until her ass rested on his thighs. She felt so full.

It was as if they wanted to make up for the time they were apart. He hadn't left any part of her body unattended and rubbed, licked, and caressed every sensitive spot of hers. “Fuck, you're so wet!” She heard Christian say to her and she herself could feel how wet she was with Christian's hand rubbing and teasing her clit with his fingers. She wanted him inside already, aware of how his member was throbbing wanting to go inside of her. “Christian, please I can't take it anymore, I need you inside me,” dhe begged not caring how desperately she sounded. Shame was something that flew out of the window when it came to making love.

Ginnie** Varkos’s smirk grew, his eyes dark with lust as he looked up at me. “You drive me fucking crazy,” he whispered, his voice filled with a dark pleasure that sent shivers down my spine. He stepped closer, his hand never leaving my pussy. “You want it so bad, don’t you?” He asked, his voice low and demanding, “You want me to fuck so bad right now?”

The wet sounds of us fill the room, obscene and perfect. I lean over her, with my hand fisting on her hair, and arching her neck so I can lick the sweat from her throat, and taste the rapid flutter of her pulse. “Mine,” I snarl against her skin, each word punctuated by a brutal thrust. “This dripping pussy. These filthy moans. Every shuddering orgasm. All fucking mine.” “Yes,” she sobs, her voice breaking. “Yours. Always yours.”

"Driving me fucking insane." "You love it." "Guilty." Even in the dark, I can still see his wolfish smile. "Show me." I grab his hand and press it to the damp heat between my legs. Right where I need him to be. "Mark me. Make me yours." "You're already mine." "I know. But I love being reminded." Viktor captures my lips with his. He reaches down to lock the door, then spins me around, pins my hands above my head, and kicks my legs apart.