Black Clover Nsfw Novels & Stories

Clover's POV He chuckled, a sound laced with cruel amusement, as his fingers trailed deliberately from my jaw down to the sensitive curve of my neck. A violent shiver ripped down my spine, the ticklish yet electrifying sensation igniting sparks of heat across my skin. "Is that so, Clover?" Calhoun taunted huskily, his piercing eyes fixated on my trembling lips with lustful hunger. My breath hitched sharply when my name rolled off his tongue so seductively sweet yet laced with danger.

The fabric gave way, exposing the deep swell of my cleavage, the soft tops of my breasts rising with my quickened breath. “Mr. Black,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt, “don’t you think this is the best weather for sex?” He tilted his head slightly, a slow smirk curling the corner of his mouth. He took another sip of coffee, eyes never leaving mine. “I agree.”

Luna Clover snapped, getting irritated by the immature behavior of her son. * #TBC

The sight hit him like a physical blow, desire surging hot and urgent. It had never occurred to him that Belle could be like this—so bold, so unrestrained. She was usually so shy, so easily flustered by his dirty talk. But this Belle was different. “Belle,” he breathed out, voice rough. “What are you doing?” “Masturbating, ahhn...” she panted between soft, lewd moans, not even opening her eyes. ****😳😳****

But the two didn't falter instead their grip becomes even tighter. With the deep silence and intense air, a gorgeous lady in a black cloak with a fitted dress and a style that expressing her fully bloom bossom, and that shows how white her slender waist and thighs are, looking so irresistible. She wears a black mask that covered her beautiful features yet highlighting her reddish lips making more enchanting. Her slender arms and jade-like fingers holding a black curly dagger with the sharpest blade were already touching the vulnerable neck of Himari and the brawny guy without one noticing. One wrong moved they might lose their head.

announced Chloe. “Good, get over here, I’m going to ride him, you find a position, maybe get his hand touching you. As soon as the door opens, you know what to do.” Celest climbed on me straddling me, she began to move, giving off little pants and Chloe put one of my hands near her core, grinding my hand. Celest rested my other hand on her hip, and moved my head to her breast. The door opened and the two moaned loudly.

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.

It drowned out the smell of the sex for a second, but I could still feel the sticky warmth of his cum sliding down the insides of my thighs, trickling toward my knees in thick, white streaks that stained the expensive rug. I stood up on shaky legs, my balance uneven. I gathered the tatters of my ruined robe, clutching the torn silk to my chest like a shield. I slipped out of the room, looking both ways down the hallway. I padded down the corridor barefoot, every step a reminder of the mess between my legs, the wetness of his release soaking into the hem of the white shirt as I hurried back to the safety of my own bed, feeling the weight of the secret I was now carrying between my thighs. I r

‘She doesn’t know who we are,’ Clover whimpers, pulling at her lavender colored hair, showing more fear than I’ve ever seen in her. “I’m right here Raven, I’m not leaving you,” I whisper, trying to calm her down, wishing I knew how to take her pain. ‘Gideon, like with Gideon… sink your claws into her to drain her she’s full of power and life!’ Clover squeals almost happily, as I look over at her watching her dance around the bodies. “Clover now is not the time!” I growl at her, trying to understand how she could be happy when everything has gone straight to hell so fast.