Ben X Gwen Romance Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Gwen came out of her daze. "Come on. I'll buy you a coffee and a cookie and you can tell me about it," Ben said as he slid out of the van. Gwen's mouth opened to apologize but Ben was already walking across the parking lot. She got out and heard the doors lock behind her. She walked inside and saw Ben sitting in a booth. She slid onto the seat opposite him and a young waitress stepped up to the table. They ordered coffee and cookies as Ben promised and he waited for her to speak.

"I'll make it straight now. I am looking for a girl named Gwen. The silver werewolf." I felt uneasy upon hearing that, but I had no time to bewail my apprehension, so I chose to conceal it. "And why are you searching for her." "Out of your business. But if you can show me where she is, I'll give you the answer." "How unlucky. We don't know her," Filomena acted as though she was not interested. "Too bad. I can't let you know the answer," he responded. "We shall take our leave now," I quickly ceased the conversation, avoiding giving him a stare. "Just give your offer to another being out there."

“How about we go to the beach?” His face lights up. “Really? I would love that!” I knew that he would. The beach is one of his favorite places. “Go along and get ready then,” I say and watch him run excitedly before turning to my stoic wife. “You are only my Luna? Only my Luna?” I repeat her words, and she shrugs. “That is true. Lying to Xaden does not change facts.” “Nothing is going on between Gwen and I.” “No, just not rejecting her, spending nights with her and making me a fool.”

Gina could see the dating site and knew he'd been hoping to find Gary's password and username. Ben looked up when she spoke and smiled lovingly at her. He still couldn't believe she was his mate. He almost had to pinch himself. Whenever she was near him his brain was flooded with the scent of sandalwood and honey. It made it hard to think. He wasn't used to his wolf being so present when he was in his human form, but her scent brought him to the fore immediately. All he would do is scream "mine mine mine" in Ben's head. Ben did all he could to calm him. "Yes she's ours, I know."

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.

Yet the weight of his words made Ben and Gwen’s faces pale even further. For a brief second, silence hung in the air like a fragile thread ready to snap. Then, without warning, Gwen said, her voice sharp and shrill. "Him! It was all him! He’s the one who wouldn’t leave Mr. Harrison alone! From the very start, this beast had his eyes on him!" Ben spun around, fury blazing in his eyes. "You treacherous wench! We’re husband and wife! Do you have no shame?" Gwen let out a cold laugh, her expression filled with disdain. "Shame? Maybe you should’ve kept your filthy desires in check! Don’t drag me into your mess!"

At that second, looking into those green eyes, Gwen decided not to think anymore. She tossed her arms around Finn's neck and pulled him against her, claiming his mouth with hers and and losing herself in the feel of him. Finn was caught off guard, but it didn't take too long for him to act. Clearing his mind of whatever they had left unfinished, Finn passed his arm around her waist and brought her body closer to his, as if that was possible. It was like they wanted to end any distance that could still exist between them. Gwen's fingers grabbed his hair, pulling it gently, and that only stirred him more. The blood running through her veins and the burning sensation in her belly made Gwen scra

Chapter 10: Fruity Dinner and the Devils Gwen The engagement ring felt foreign on my finger, a constant reminder of the surreal choice I'd made. Three days had passed since I'd agreed to marry Armando Denaro, and in that time, I'd learned more about his world than I ever wanted to know. The mansion was a fortress, crawling with guards who acknowledged me with respectful nods but never spoke. Rosa had become my quiet companion, bringing meals and making sure I had everything I needed, though she skillfully deflected any questions about Armando's past.

I kept mute. "First it was Freya, she was married to Benjamin and he even got her that livestock farm, yet she left him for a Scottish brute." Again with Gwen's mother? Wait, a Scottish brute? "Oh yes! And just after having her baby." Teresa agreed. "We all felt bad for Benjamin and we took turns taking care of the young Gwen while her mother was having a good time with a foreigner." "Ha! She only liked him because of his accent. That fellow was a barbarian! Such wild curly red hair, it gave me the chills each time I saw him." What were they saying? That sounded so much like...

Bianca was stunned because she never knew that Gwen could be so dirty with her words. " I didn't drug him. He came pleading for it and I gave him all the styles that you can imagine. Why are you all around him? " Bianca asked angrily and stamped her feet on the floor. " I'm not all around him, he is craving for me. If you had been good at sex, he wouldn't be looking for me. You are so stiff, Bianca, try something else " Gwen said as she walked to the fridge and collected a bottle of water.