Azula X Male Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

“Unzip me Alvarez.” Alvarez's eyes widened. His hands began to tremble. “Athlea…” “Stop talking and just unzip me.” Alvarez let out a deep breath then moved closer to unzip her dress. He began to unzip her dress slowly revealing her bare back. He stopped halfway turning around. “Athlea, you can do the rest.” “Don’t be a coward Alvarez, finish what you started.” “It goes all the way down Athlea.” “Do it.” Alvarez swallowed the lump in his throat, then continued to pull the zipper down. Athlea pushed her ass back a little, making sure to brush his semi hard length. A gasp escaped his lips, as he froze in a spot.

I gasped, nails raking down his back. “Cum for me, printsessa,” he growled, slamming into me faster. “Squirt on your owner’s cock. Let me feel how much you crave this.” I shattered with a broken scream, pussy clamping down violently around him as I gushed hard. Clear fluid sprayed across his abs and the sheets as wave after wave crashed through me. Azrael roared, burying himself to the hilt and flooding me with thick, hot ropes of cum. He ground deep, making sure every drop stayed inside me while I convulsed beneath him.

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

He held far stronger aura and intimidation than Darius, who she felt was the scariest man she had ever met. Antonio wasn’t scary, she admits that she can’t help but feel fear whenever she’s around the don, but Antonio Alverez was far from being scary. He was beautifully vicious, and that shook her more. Some strands of his long brown hair fell onto his glassy blue eyes that bore holes into her. The closeness of their bodies and the tense energy made Alina’s stomach turn—and not in a terrible way. As horrible as her situation was, she felt oddly aroused. It was a bad mix of being appalled and turned on, and it frightened her shitless. “He’s a friend.”

“It means the goddess has a twisted sense of humor.” “This isn’t funny,” Lydia whispered. “Zyandra, you’re the first female Alpha in Valyra’s history. The first to earn your title without inheritance. You’ve kept us united through famine, war, frost — you’ve done everything the Moon could ask of a leader. But this?” She hesitated, lowering her voice. “This might be the one thing she won’t forgive.” Her words hit hard, sharper than they should’ve. I walked to the window, looking out at the forest bathed in moonlight. “You think I don’t know that? I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t want a Luna. I’ve led fine without one.”

With his thumb he massaged my clit, while he slid his fingers in and out of me. “I can't hear you, Celeste…” he was teasing me and it was working. Then he nudged my legs apart and went down on me. “Oh…God…Azrael…” I moaned out loud and threw my head back. His tongue flicked over my clit, and he slid it inside my already dripping vagina. He knew his stuff, this man. Suddenly, I wasn't mad I was here anymore. I wasn't mad that I was engaged to him. Was I going crazy? Surely anyone would if they had a man who could eat like this.

Ayla was rejected in front of hundreds of pack members, called fat and worthless by her own mate and sister. Then her supposed Luna title was given to her own sister. Broken and humiliated, she found comfort in a stranger's arms for one night, never expecting Alpha Julian of Ashgrove to be her second chance mate. But when her ex-mate refuses to let her go, a third bond ignites in the middle of their fight, tying her to Julian's general, Gideon, as well. Now mated to two powerful Alpha and a general, Ayla must learn how to deal with different mate bond, as it's known to problematic if not handled properly. But the main issues is Liam, the Alpha prince, he doesn't and isn't wil

Zakh Teasing Alisa in the bathroom caused more harm than good. I had her right where I wanted her, but I'd also made myself distracted with lust. She wasn't going to run. I couldn't know that with one hundred percent confidence, but she wasn't stupid. She'd heard Yusef. She realized the real and waiting risks that she would face if she decided to bolt from me. I'd proven to her that she would be better off with me. I'd protected her under gunfire. I'd pleasured her like no one else ever had. I didn't want to assume that she would think she owed it to me to stay and not run. But I hadn't hesitated to manipulate her, to taunt her into being so close to an orgasm, only to stop her before she co

She shifted uncomfortably, whispering, “Let’s say he is into me—hypothetically—what’s to say he even fucks the way I imagine? What’s to say he’s raw… my kind of man? I’ve told you—my images are me. They are my cravings.” Zara snapped her fingers, eyes alight with mischief. “Exactly! You paint yourself tied up, begging for more. You think that man—the Señor Álvarez Alejandro Cortez the Third—doesn’t look at that and think about breaking you in two? Please. He’s the type to push you down just to see if you’ll claw your way back up.” Alina pressed her palms to her face, groaning. “Zara!”

"She is my fated Mate, a gift from the Moon Goddess. Of course I love her. I don't want to hurt her, which is why she can't find out about this. I also need a poised, perfect Luna to keep the pack stable." He paused, his tone turning cruel and playful. "But a man needs a little fun on the side. And besides her, you're my favorite. Isn't that enough?" "Really? Oh, Alpha, you're so bad…" Seraphina giggled, pressing her lips to his. Kaelen shoved her roughly against a tree, and they fell into a tangle of limbs. The thick stench of lust, mixed with musk and cheap perfume, drifted toward me on the night air.