Novel & Cerita Ben X Gwen Romance Fanfiction

ALENA Over my dead body! I thought as I quickly freed my hand from his and went on to hold Benjamin's hand instead. I looked into his eyes, and I saw disappointment. He looked hurt. "I'll come with you, Benjamin. Let's go," I said, and he nodded and led the way. Dylan grabbed my hand and drew me back to him. "Come with me. I won't do anything that'll make you uncomfortable, I promise." "When it comes to Gwen, I don't trust you at all. Have fun with your girlfriend," I answered passionately, then I freed my hand and left him standing there.

*Gwen's POV* I was in a inn with my secret lover, Martin. after taking an excuse that I had some things to sought out, I had left my bay with Rex's mother. We had fun and was relaxing on the bed. “will things go on like this forever. You And I deserve to be with each other officially ” Martin stated. I rose up and stared at him. I asked him what he means.

Dave pondered the situation and desperate in pleading Gwen, he quickly said, "If that's the case, I'll find a way to withdraw money from the company account. Would that please you?" "You already know what I desire," Gwen gazed at Dave, playfully teasing him with her tongue. She seductively placed a finger in her mouth, captivating his attention. Unable to resist, Dave embraced her, and they both tumbled onto the bed, sharing a lighthearted laugh. Without delay, Dave hastily removed his boxers, and Gwen's gown, pants, and bra followed suit. They began passionately making love, their pent-up desire evident in the fervent way Dave held her. It was clear that since their return from Amber's gran

"Gwene, how are you doing in all honesty?" Gwen found a seat for herself and sat down on one of the chairs that was available. She massaged her eyes, shook her head, and propped her chin on her folded palms while placing her elbows on the table. She did this while leaning forward at the table. "Not good. I have no desire to be at this particular spot. I have no interest in pursuing a conjugal partnership with Noah at this time. The question that was raised was, "Is it really that vampire?" After turning off the sink's water supply, Greta walked over to the chair that was directly across from Gwen and sat down. "Is it true that you are completely and utterly head over heels in love with him?"

Ben snorted and continued to kiss the woman. Gwen raised her brow while continuing to hide in the room underneath the staircase. She was amazed that even when Ben is with a new girlfriend, he still could not resist cheating on her. Some people never changed. If this happened in the past, Gwen could walk out and embarrassed them. However, she was in a difficult situation now… All she could do was endured it. Finally, Ben and the woman were done after ten minutes. Ben put his pants on and frowned, "Soon, this place is going to be mine."

He turned his neck and stared at the backseat. "What are you thinking about?" He asked. "Ben is taking Gwen out on Saturday. I know he's going to use her" "You said you never cared about her" Wilson said. "I don't care about her but, I'm touched by her story. I'm not going to let Ben lay a finger on her" he said.

Everything felt connected, like invisible strings pulling me back into a life I thought I had left behind. I felt sick. “Are you okay?” Alex whispered close to my ear, concern lacing his voice. He must have felt me trembling. I nodded weakly, but I wasn’t. Not really. Raymond’s eyes narrowed as he watched us. “How convenient,” he sneered. “A rich new boyfriend appears right when your ass needs saving. Tell me, Gwen, how long did it take you to spread your legs this time?” “Watch your mouth,” Alex warned, his voice low and dangerous. He took a step forward, positioning himself slightly in front of me.

“You minx.” “It just felt so good, Mr.Xander ,” I murmur throatily. “I want to get all of your semen, that’s all. And I want more too, if that’s what you want.” That does it. A light flares in those intense blue eyes, and suddenly, I know I’ll be enjoying my weekend at the cabin after all. Xander’s POV

Ben exclaimed happily as he strode out of his house, despite the nickname he used to call Gale. He was so tired, he really needed a shower and then sleep before doing anything but that was proved to be impossible because by the time Ben reached him with a toothy grin plastered across his face; Gale was suddenly engulfed in a tight embrace, and he couldn't help but laugh and hugs his cousin back.

Gwen’s bedroom smells like vanilla candles and the faint citrus of her perfume. We’re sprawled on her bed like we used to when we were sixteen—legs tangled under a throw blanket, fairy lights glowing soft above the headboard. Snow has started again outside, tapping the window like impatient fingers. Gwen’s propped on pillows, phone in hand, scrolling through old photos of CK while she talks a mile a minute.