Ben X Gwen Romance Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

she said as Giovanni nodded before entering the room, closing the door behind. Silence filled the room as Giovanni walked towards Benjamin before kneeling in front of him, “Please talk to me,” he pleaded as Benjamin remained silent, staring out of the window, “Did you find my granddaughter?” He asked, breaking the silence, “No, but I promise we’ll find her,” Giovanni said, grabbing onto his wheelchair, “Then there’s nothing to talk about,” Benjamin said, finally looking down at him, who looked at him desperately, “There is, please,” he pleaded as Benjamin’s eyes softened, “It’s Genesis, isn’t it?” He asked as Giovanni nodded, “He’s out of control and I’m worried about him, he’s never been li

When I pulled back slightly, she bit her lip again, her hands reaching down to grab my naked buttcheeks, gripping them as if I belonged to her—like I was hers and no one else’s. "Fuck," I choked out, closing my eyes and leaning my forehead against hers. The sensation was incredible. Her warmth and wetness welcomed me in a way that felt like paradise on earth. I started to moan, though I tried to keep it lower than hers. The peak was coming fast, the intensity of being with her out here in the wild stripping away every bit of my control. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I breathed out. Gwen didn't say a word. She just had this seductive, sexy look on her face, her eyes dark and enticing. A few seconds

He had all sorts of ways to torture him. He soon found something in his pocket— “What’s your relationship with Guinevere?” When Ben found the evidence, his face turned gloomy, and he questioned him. “Why is your phone full of her pictures?” “She had nothing to do with this!” The slightly obese man lay on the ground in an awkward position. He resisted at first. However, after a little of Ben’s persuasion methods, he immediately howled in pain. “I… I am a fan of Gwen!”

" I catch her rolling her eyes at me when I turn my back on her, but I let it slide - for now. Weirdly enough she seems to calm down further as we walk down the street to our destination, just two people strolling around town on a cloudy Saturday mid-morning. Once inside the atrium of Beth's house I ring the bell next to the unassuming door down into the basement, knowing that today it will be locked to ensure privacy to anyone inside. Bella self-consciously picks some invisible lint off her sweater, then jumps a little as the door opens, her hand squeezing mine for support. I'm not surprised to see Raven, Beth's somewhat obnoxious

Jaelen groaned, burying deep and stilling as he followed, his cock throbbing as he spilled hot inside Azxel, pulse after pulse flooding him until it leaked out around the base, creamy white against flushed skin. They stayed locked together, breathing ragged. Azxel’s legs trembled around Jaelen’s hips, aftershocks making him clench weakly. Jaelen pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip from Azxel’s stretched, reddened hole slow, obscene rivulets sliding down pale skin. Azxel whimpered at the emptiness, reaching blindly for Jaelen. Jaelen collapsed beside him, pulling him close, pressing soft kisses to his sweat damp hair.

"Darling, stop struggling," Gwen said. "I went out of my way to find this incense specifically to prevent you from doing exactly what you're doing now. It even contains some aphrodisiacs. I'm doing this for the sake of our happiness, so don't blame me." "How are you going to explain this to Joanna's parents? She's your cousin! How could you do this to her?" I fumed, glaring at Gwen. I seriously couldn't wrap my head around how my gentle and sensible wife had turned into this madwoman.

I had built a life I was proud of, one where I commanded respect and held my head high. Benjamin’s POV After securing Abigail's release and returning to the hotel, I couldn't shake the image of Racheal from my mind. The transformation was astounding. The weak, calm, and heartbroken woman I left behind was now a confident, powerful professional. I felt a strange mix of admiration and regret. I needed to understand what had happened in her life since our bitter divorce. I booked a flight for Abigail back to Bologna; I didn’t want to leave just yet. I felt I should try and find out what Racheal has been up to ever since our divorce. But I gave Abigail the excuse that I wanted to try and handle

Jax Gwen’s other hand came up, fingers tracing the line of my jaw, then slipping into the hair at my nape. She rose on her toes, pressing even closer, lips brushing the shell of my ear as she whispered, "One night. No expectations. Just like before. I still remember exactly how you like it. Hard, deep, until I can't walk straight the next day." I didn't move. Didn't harden. Didn't react at all. My wolf was stone-cold silent and utterly disinterested.

Gwen smiled and wiped both of her eyes with her hands. "I also have a lot of stress from work. A lot has been happening lately, but I'm managing it well. Thank you for being here for me and doing all this for us. It's beautiful and very romantic. Thank you, honey. I love you." Gwen pecked my lips, then she looked at me and kissed me again. I didn't respond. I couldn't do it. It felt like I was cheating on Alena. Gwen tore her lips from mine and cupped my cheeks. She pecked my lips. "What's on your mind, baby? Loosen up."