Romans & histoires Atom Eve Sexy

Eve lay in her bed, the moon watching over her casting a soft glow over her face. She couldn't stop thinking about Alpha Ares, his chiseled jawline, his magical blue eyes, and his rock-hard muscles. What she wanted was to be wrapped in his arms, to feel his breath on her skin, to taste his sweet honey-like lips.

and like luck knew when to turn on me It was Alice , my soon to be mate , well let's say she is the perfect girl in the pack , my dad thought it would be good that the next alpha should have the best and she was the best , beautiful , first ,strong , and the most sensitive ability eyes beautiful enchanting eyes, she never needed smell with eyes like her she could see heat up to a mile away and she could see through walls too meaning no hiding from her if she decided to look for you "Coming Alice , " I grabbed the blanket on my bed a threw it over Eve , ••please work ••• I thought to myself and opened the door

We soon got home and jade bade us goodnight. I still don't know why he's been moody in the past few days but for now, I don't really care. Especially since this is the first time I'll be getting an actual taste of eve with my legs intact. Ever since Eve and i became official, it's like my libido had gone crazy and and I felt like a teen having sex for the first time. And ever since Eve got pregnant, she seemed even more beautiful than ever. Who said a pregnant woman wasn't sexy?

Eve woke up half-conscious as she tried to open her eyes, then smiled. "Damn it! Even in my sleep you are present! Must you always torment me, Allan? Why are you angry with me? Did I do something wrong to you? Why have you been avoiding me for the past few days?" Eve tried to reach the handsome face in front of her. She caressed it. A firm jaw, a sharp nose, thin lips slightly pink in color, and with dazzling green eyes.

She tilted her head back, eyes fluttering shut, trusting me completely. One of the artists dabbed concealer beneath Eve’s eyes. “You look a little tired, Miss Peron.” I smiled into the mirror, meeting the artist’s gaze. “ I guess it's wedding nerves,” I said softly. They laughed politely. They had no idea the radiance they admired was the glow of multiple orgasms. Eve flipping me, sliding three fingers into me from behind while she whispered filthy promises in my ear. I’d come hard around her hand, biting my own wrist to stay quiet, her other palm pressed between my legs rubbing my clit until I saw stars.

I replied, ignoring his question. "I like his beard," Eve said with a smile, glancing between us. I looked at her; she was like a model. Her dark hair was pulled back, she had long legs, and a stunning figure. Though her face looked innocent, her cheekbones were high and her lips full. Her eyes were the deepest black.

We fell back on the couch, tired but contented. “Damn it, I still want to ravish you, Irina. You're making me a sex addict.” °°°°°°°° Peering to Eve, she closed herself to me. My eyes hurled around. “It's just us here. No one would hear about your wild nights with Dr. Alonzo.” Eve smiled cheekily. “I was right. I know a good fucker when I see one. His frame and build will easily destroy a petite woman like you, Irina!” Eve cheered for her cup of tea with mine.

“Oh my God.” She looked down at her thighs resting on his shoulders with his face buried in her pussy and she knew she'd never met a more sexy sightly. Adam worked determinedly on her, his nose rubbing against her clit as he licked furiously through her folds, his tongue darting in, then out. The sensations turned her into a moaning mess. Her orgasm tumbled through her in an explosive release. So high up against the wall with this man lapping on her and her orgasm convulsing through her, Eva felt like she was on cloud twenty five.

A guy approached us and the glare Eve gave him made me shrink back before she followed it with a firm “Fuck off, can’t you see we’re talking?” He held up his hands and turned on his heels and Eve took a long drink before slamming her glass down. “So annoying that a woman can’t just get a drink without being hit on.” I still needed to find out… so I asked “So, do you have a boyfriend now?” She laughed softly and shook her head “Are you kidding? I won’t let any guy close enough, it’s just this pathological instinct to push them away.” OK good … she was single, that at least made it a little less complex.

He casually wore a bath towel on his lower body, and his deep eyes looked towards the bed. The bed was empty. The woman had left, but there was a trace of dark red on the white sheets. Roy frowned slightly, feeling a little irritated for some reason. Suddenly, the phone on the bedside rang. "Mr. Robert I'm really really sorry. The supermodel I was supposed to send over last night had a car accident on the way..." Roy's cold face froze, and with a snap, the phone was hung up directly. The woman with long curly hair, lowered her head, and hugged her clothes with both hands. She looked dazed, and walked towards main road in a hurry...