Black Clover Nsfw Novels & Stories

Laughter followed—quiet, cruel, familiar. She didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. She knew their voices. Their shadows. Their cruelty. She knew them. The Alpha triplets. Donovan. Damon. Devin. The sons of power. The future of Black Claw. The reason her chest always felt too tight in her ribs. Evie straightened slowly, brushing dirt from her hands as she stepped fully into the clearing. Wolves gathered in a wide circle under the pale wash of moonlight—warriors, elders, ranked members standing tall and proud.

William's pov: I have had my fair share with clubbing,I told myself I won't step a foot at any club nor a bar,may it be in this town or else where.But hey,here I am again at the most luxurious club and talk of the town.No am not drinking,well my bestfriend decided to pay a visit and drunk to the point he can't drive himself. So here I am dragging his drunk ass out of the club to my car.Something big might have happened for him to drink past his limit.

They surrounded me again. Clarke grabbed the shower gel, lathered it between his hands, then ran his palms across my chest, slow and rough, fingers pinching my nipples just hard enough to make me squirm. “Still sensitive?” he murmured, lips ghosting over my ear. Maddox pressed his cock against my back, hard and slick. “His ass is still twitching.” “Of course it is,” Clarke said. “Sluts always need more.” I didn’t speak. I couldn’t.

My clit throbbed under my thumb while I pushed two fingers inside curling them to my satisfaction. Tonight I wanted more. The tips I had made from the other streams had already paid for the electricity and left some for groceries. So I locked the bedroom door, dimmed the lamp until it was almost dark in the room and I started the private show Regular47 requested. Just him and I. I left the voice changer on but turned it lower than usual so my real voice slipped out in places. “Hey stranger,” I murmured. “You’ve been good to me tell me what you want tonight.”

She cries out, the scent of her arousal getting much stronger. “Yes, Emerson.” Clovis pushes his venom into her ass cheek, knowing that she’ll be sore, but loving that she’ll smell like us. When I pull my canines out, I kiss my way to the other cheek. She turns her head, so she can watch me again. And again, I slowly sink my canines into her, watching as she gasps and moans in pleasure. When Clovis has finished, I sit up, grabbing her hips and lifting her back end up, smiling at my teeth marks in her ass.

She cries out, the scent of her arousal getting much stronger. “Yes, Emerson.” Clovis pushes his venom into her ass cheek, knowing that she’ll be sore, but loving that she’ll smell like us. When I pull my canines out, I kiss my way to the other cheek. She turns her head, so she can watch me again. And again, I slowly sink my canines into her, watching as she gasps and moans in pleasure. When Clovis has finished, I sit up, grabbing her hips and lifting her back end up, smiling at my teeth marks in her ass.

But I wanted it now, I wanted them now. I propped myself up on my elbows, and the sight of those two gorgeous guys between my legs, eyes simmering and hungry and hot for me, was more than I could take. The fantasy boiled over, and Soren knew it. His eyes sparkled with knowing and he pressed his fingers to my clit. “What a naughty little minx,” he said. “You are really something special, Cloe.” “I can take it,” I said. “I want it. I fucking want it.”

"Do your worst...I'll not break easily." "We don't want you to...we want to enjoy your suffering. And we intend to make the most of it..." The voice echoed. "I have not spilt my seed for centuries...and the reward of blood after...it was almost too much!" "Blake?" Someone called from the darkness. "That wasn't in the plan...killing him is one thing, but rape is..."

The Silver Claw territory’s western hollow pulsed with primal energy under a star-streaked midnight sky, where a secluded pine grove nestled against a granite cliff, its jagged face glinting with frost under the waxing gibbous moon’s molten glow. Towering pines formed a cathedral of shadows, their boughs heavy with needles, exhaling a sharp, resinous tang that mingled with the musky earthiness of damp moss and the faint, sweet burst of wild blackberries, their vines tangling at the grove’s edge, berries crushed underfoot, staining the earth dark. The cliff’s base cradled a shallow cave, its mouth draped with ivy, leaves shimmering in the moonlight, concealing a hidden alcove where a bed of p

But now, she doesn't trust anyone but Leo. The knock sounded again. She jumped with fright. Before she could decide what to do, the door opened from outside, and a woman who looked like she was Ida's age walked in as if she owned the place. When she saw Ida sitting on the bed, she sneered. "Who are you and what are you doing in Black's room?" she snapped at Ida. Clovia wanted to surprise Black. When was the last time they met, she was just a teenager. She mostly looked like a skinny kid. But now, she is a woman with a seductive body to please him. She came to show him that she could please him. But she already found another woman on his bed.