Astrid R34 Novels & Stories

“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.

They stopped in front of a glass counter that displayed a variety of diamonds ring with different designs. There was one diamond ring displayed a bit higher and put in the middle of the other rings. The ring had a big diamond sparkling in the middle with its sides, the left and the right had butterfly-shaped diamonds. It looked as if the butterflies were holding the diamond in the middle. Ashley couldn't get her eyes off the ring, meanwhile, Ashton was just looking around the other rings to view them all. Miss Lily approached Ashley as she noticed the lady was only looking at one particular ring. "That's Astrid. Our most precious collection. There is only one made in this world and Mr Grey w

So, the scrub bottoms came off and ended up on the back floorboard, the top came off next and went to the same place. Astrid began playing with my cock with her left hand was playing with herself with her right. When we got to Harmony Road, I asked her to stop playing with my cock; it takes all of my concentration to drive that switchback to the top of the mountain. Astrid reluctantly let my cock go and laid back in her seat and sighed contentedly as she brought herself to another orgasm. I damn near had an orgasm myself.

Adrian “Mum, I’m not a kid,” “No, I’m fine,” I peeled my eyes open slowly. Astrid was sitting on the edge of the bed, her back to me and her phone pressed against her ear. She scratched her hair and groaned. “Jesus.” She pulled her phone away from her ear and stared down at it before returning it to her ear. “It’s 4:29 am. It’s too early,” she muttered and then fell silent.

Viktor was in Georgia, Astrid was a ticking time bomb of a legacy she didn't understand, and the ghosts of my past were screaming for blood. ​I checked the monitor on my phone as I reached the elevator. ​Astrid was in her room. She had kicked off her boots and was pacing the floor, her dark hair a wild halo around her face. She looked beautiful. She looked dangerous. ​"Carl," I said into my comms. "Double the guard on the Georgia border. ​I watched her on the screen—the way she stopped in front of the camera and tilted her head, as if she could see me through the lens.

Astrid snapped, glaring at both me and Vad, who had stepped closer. “It’d be a waste if you died here,” Vad said flatly, pulling a small vial from his pocket. But there was a softness in his eyes, and anger. Astrid narrowed her eyes. “I don’t plan on it.” Typical Astrid. “Good,” Vad said, handing her the pill. “Take this.” “What is it?” “For strength. You’ll need it to keep up.” I wanted to question him, but if it would help her stop the bleeding, then that’s good.

The Velakar howled, blinded momentarily, and staggered back. Astrid, hovering above the battlefield, shone like a beacon through the mist. She extended her hand, and beams of pure celestial energy shot from her fingers, slamming into the Velakar’s ears, causing the creature to thrash wildly. It seemed to be losing control, its monstrous form battered from all angles. “Keep hitting it!” Astrid commanded from above. “It’s weakening!” For a moment, it seemed like victory was within their grasp. The creature was staggering, its movements slower and less precise.

And every time, it ended in fire. “Maybe if you weren’t all brute force and no brain, you’d land a hit that actually mattered,” Astrid shot at him one day after rolling out of his grip. Her braid was half undone, and her cheeks flushed. Rourke smirked, unbothered with sweat dripping down his jaw. “Funny, considering you’ve been on your back three times already this morning. Want me to make it four?” Astrid froze for a second, just long enough for heat to creep up her neck before she scoffed and tried to shove past him. “In your dreams, Beta.”

she said as she took off her bra. "Let me go shower." She simply nodded. Once Mira shut the door, she continued to undress, and headed to the bathroom. It wasn't hard to pick out a dress from Mira's closet, because she had too many Sexy club wears. Brooklyn settled for a cross halter neck bodycon dress with sleeveless pleated ruched mini sheath, and she paired it with a black block heel. While Mira settled for an irregular ruffle strapped bodycon mini dress and paired it with a gold block heel. Hairs perfectly curled, and makeup done to perfection, they sat in the living room, waiting for their ride, who happened to be running late.Speak of the devil, Tegan walked in apologizing profusely.

She started to touch herself as she imagined that it was her instead of Lilith that Ragnar was fucking, that it was her he had pinned against the bed, that it was her he was thrusting deeply into. She flicked her clit continuously, moaning out his name, "Ragnar…" she breathed. "And why are you calling out to me?" Astrid's eyes shot open and she immediately took out her hand from her skirt. Her eyes widened in horror when she saw that it was Ragnar standing in front of her, a brow arched. He had just caught her…calling out his name while masturbating.