Azul Ashengrotto X Reader Novels & Stories

She was saying when suddenly she realized she shouldn't have said things she just did. Oops! "Yesss!" Azhan groaned in a thoughtful manner as he added while lying her on her stomach, hovering over her, exchanging their positions. "I forgot about that porn novels tell me more about them." Azhan said smirking as she at that time really wanted to cut her tongue off. "They weren't porn...that was romance okay... Zoha gifted me that novel." Anna said turning completely red in bewilderment. She tried to push him away but he didn't even flinch a little. She couldn't use her legs as there was soreness between her legs.

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Madeline the asshole rogue Mystrel We waited for hours for Mystrel to make his move. Luna told me she couldn't sense Fenrir any longer and I wondered if he had lost his wolf like Lennex had when he turned back rogue. I headed back into the house and reverted back into myself and entered the bathroom naked. I glanced at the mirror and paused, seeing Ash's mark down my neck, shoulder, upper arm and along my left top breast. Damn, I thought as I admired the vines of red roses scattered across the area. I wondered about Ash's, due to his ink would it just appear underneath it? I exited the bathroom and yelled for him. Ash came out of the kitchen asking me what was up. I headed towards him and he

I pause and close the book, feeling blood rush to my face. "What happened? Read.." Asher smiles, looking at my red face. He was lying with his head on my lap in the backyard of our school. It was lunch break and I was reading him the novel 'Delta of Venus.' It was all of a sudden, this steamy scene came up. "You read it yourself," I say and place the book over his chest. He takes it with a smirk and starts reading it from where I stopped. "Naked now, he lay his full length over her. She enjoyed his weight on her, enjoyed being crushed under his body. She wanted him soldered to her, from mouth to feet. Shivers passed through her body."

Long red hair spilled over her shoulders. Her blue eyes were bright and confident. She was beautiful. So beautiful it hurt to look at her. Azerbel felt her stomach sink. A strange coldness spread through her body. Slow. Heavy. Impossible to ignore. Guerero gently pulled the woman closer. Their hands remained linked. Not loosely. Not by accident. But tightly. Like letting go was the last thing either of them wanted. Something cracked inside Azerbel. Not loudly. Not all at once. Just a quiet fracture.

Was I that easy to read? “Mehnn…I love sluts.” That was Cinnamon. “Someone, get the blindfold.” Brown ordered before stroking my face and whispering “I don’t need your hands, your mouth will do. Do you understand?” I nodded. “But don’t worry, I will,” Green added. As if in a trance, I took my gaze to his erection and I couldn’t look away.” It was long and curvy….absolute perfection. I practically drooling until everything went dark….fuck blindfolds.

Winter's pov The feel of him, the heat, the low grunts brushing against my ear as he moved in and out of me was intoxicating. I cling to Ashton, my nails biting into his shoulder as he thrusts into me deeper. My back arches, my breasts pressing to his bare chest as I flutter out a moan. "Oh A- "Winter," Axel moans in my ear, his lips brushing against the shell just as I freeze when I realize that who was inside me wasn't my best friend Ashton but his twin brother, Axel.

I could feel it clearly—life draining out of my ravaged body. When she'd had her fill, she climbed off me, satisfied. Her well-manicured fingers picked up a piece of silver from the table, then dropped it onto my face with disgust. "Useless thing," she sneered. "Bones so brittle. Can't even take a little roughhousing." The door creaked open. Vince Benedict, the brothel's manager, waddled in with his massive gut leading the way. He pinched the silver coin between his thick fingers and blew on it. Then he gave my limp leg a hard kick with his black cloth boot.

I leaned forward, elbows on the tub rim, tits half out of the water, nipples tight and begging despite myself. “Let me make this crystal fucking clear,” I said. “If Asher touches me right now...naked, wet, poisoned, and pissed...I will wrap my thighs around his neck and snap it like a twig. Then I’ll use his corpse as a floatie while I finish my bath. Again... Aesthetic purposes.” Asher’s smile grew...slow, unhinged, and delighted. “Promise?” he whispered. I ignored him and kept my eyes on Dante but he just sighed,

He inhaled deeply, the scent of his mate driving him wild with desire. "What is your name ?" Unfazed by the apparent shock on his mate's face, he tilted her chin so he could look at her face, taking in everything about her, from the blonde hair that framed her oval face to her large, luminous green eyes, down to her luscious, pouty lips. "Olivia Grant," she replied breathily. She knew she should be scared, if not a little anxious. "I am Asher Blackwood, and I am your destiny. I am the Alpha heir of North America, and I am making you mine tonight." After making the announcement, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his.