Azula X Male Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

hazel narrated enthusiastically. “Hahaha, you should definitely keep him. Only few men still know how to make a woman feel such things, the others just care about sticking their damn pipes in your ass and filling it with their nasty cum,” Orla spat and Hazel burst into laughter. “Well, you can say so… now my turn to ask the questions, what about my brother? You have been avoiding discussing that for a while now, I noticed,” Hazel asked with a mischievous smile on her face.

Alissa hummed and continued sucking and biting. He growled again, “Two can play at this” he flipped her onto her front making her let out a squeal of surprise. He began massaging her back. Pressing his fingers deep into her muscles eliciting gasps and moans from Alissa as his hands worked on her constantly sore muscles. He ripped off her t-shirt and laid kisses from her ear down to the crook of her neck. He began sucking and scraping his teeth against her shoulder. Alissa wriggled to turn around but his hand stopped her before he began working her jeans down. “I want to try something new,” his voice came out raspy as he kissed down her back. The tealights had gone out leaving the larger cand

Jie, all three men had their fat cock in their hands, stocking or. “Ugh… fuck… I'll cum... soom.x. to the other two men, Trivias's lap had trembled once again, and another seasoning liquid soaked across her face, which was not painted in her slimy, thickish cum. “Yes…there…” groaned, one stroke, it twitches without ci, and finally, thick sum had laid down to his pants Trivia could see Zed gnash his teeth at the sight; it turned him on. His hands had retested across to his own time; he pressed on it slowly, rubbing while humping his

"You smell innocent." "I am innocent Alpha. So tight, creamy and delicious just for you." He groaned loudly and plunged his hips towards me, his hands grabbing my hips and pushing me down to meet his thrust. I felt a foreign sensation tickle my clit. So dangerous, curious yet so delicious. I wanted more. I moaned loudly, writhing my body, trying to find my own pleasure. "You need my cock, in you. I'll give it to you. Here. Raw, dirty and hard slut."

“You—” “Relax,” Caius said, cutting him off with a quiet voice that somehow still commanded the room. “It won’t kill you but your body will surely as heck burn with pleasure.” He chuckled, "Taking an SSS Alpha's rutting liquid. You'll surely learn a lesson. Next time, don’t try making someone else go rut with tricks you don’t understand.” The words slid out soft and unhurried, but they struck like claws. Miguel’s breath hitched, anger flared through the haze, grounding him for a moment. “You think you’re clever?”

"And I'm guessing you don't know the meaning of Ownership." I positively felt like steam was coming out of my ears at the moment. "Ownership?! Lorenzo, you're delusional if you think for a second you own me." I made to tear my chin away from his hold, but he held on tight, his fingers fastened on it till it stung a little. "Yes, Alta. I do. When you'd given your body to me, you'd told me I could do anything to it. Do anything to you." "I didn't say anything like that."

he starts, but I end the call. The anxiety that follows is worse than his questions. My hands shake as I set the phone down. He can’t know. Not yet. Maybe not even ever. °°°°°°°° I get a text from Severiano. It reads something that makes me fold into myself ten times over. He asks what my citrus intake is. I’m a lemonade girl, so I tell him. He says he figured it out because my... juices tasted citrusy. "What did you do, Arlari...."

It was a nice cafe for hipsters and teenagers to hang out, or for my case, someone to go on a date with. I searched around the room to see that Alex was leaning in his chair as he was reading something. Maybe a book about Chemistry or something but when I get closer, he looked up to smile at me. He got up after I approached him. “Azalea, you’re here. How are you?” He asked me as he went to pull the chair for me to sit on. “thank you,” I said as I went to take the seat before he went to take his. He had his coffee already so I don’t know if I should get something as well.

“Does he touch you there? Or does he make you wait?” My thighs squeezed together. “Wait.” “Smart,” Zayn said softly. “And when he finally does? Does he take his time, or is he greedy?” My breath caught. “Greedy.” “Hmm.” I heard the faint sound of his chair creaking as he leaned closer. His voice brushed my ear. “Does that excite you, Alessia? When he can’t control himself? When he can’t help but grab you like he owns you?” A soft moan slipped past my lips before I could stop it.

The scars from the curse had picked up considerably and in a better way. Obviously, if he drinks your blood through a connection as good as sex, the results will be better, Kate said with amusement, and I realized that Izan was listening. I raised my eyebrows, and my mate burst out laughing. “I can die doing this over and over again,” Izan whispered, and I laughed. We kissed passionately, washed and dried each other well, then lay down to sleep peacefully. When I opened my eyes, Azael was waiting for me, sitting on the grass.