Blazagon X Pantaro Novels & Stories

he said, his tone hardening for a second as he grew protective “therefore, as my mate, I don’t think that you’re expecting me to share you…” “Dante, can you please help me with the zipper?” I asked, walking out of Dante’s room. Dante’s eyes widened in surprise and taking sight of Leonardo who was standing in front of Dante as the two men spoke. Dante cleared his throat as he looked at me, and shaking his head, Leonardo smirked at his mate’s reaction. “You look…” Dante said, taking a step toward me as he went to stand behind me “fucking gorgeous”

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

The hard etched edge of his adonis belt drew my focus to the tented front of his jeans. His thick fingers make slow work to unbuckle his belt, I barely blink my eyes and his jeans are around his ankles. He steps out of them and forward as a thick rod bobbed in front of me. My wolf presses forward, such a hussy as she preens and purrs. Fuck. Me. Tate was well endowed but holy Goddess, Zac was hashtag blessed. My face heats. “Like what you see?” I whip around at lightning speed, my wet locks whipping me in the face as I hear him step into the shower.

again. "Look at me Blaze" his breath fans my neck as he speaks and oh fuck! This dude is gonna drag me to my 'doom'. I grab my books and start to stand up to get another space to occupy but he drags me back down. "Zeke!" I snap finally turning to him. My brain instantly takes on his outfit.. Navy blue T-shirt on a ripped jean and his ever constant leather jacket to complete his Badass-ical look. Fuck! He is one helluva hot stuff.

His breath stank of cigarettes. "Let me go!" I gagged, struggling hard. The next second, the guy flew two feet back, passing out with a grunt. A familiar, cool scent hit me as someone helped me up. I looked up to see a handsome face, and tears poured out. "You left the party early," he said, his voice deep and soothing. "I got worried and checked the surveillance. I'm sorry I'm late."

I emerged quickly, tugging on my cardigan roughly as I stepped back out to meet the mysterious men before me. I was shocked to see them standing there in only sweatpants and I gnawed nervously at my bottom lip as I took in their forms. Jonas wasn’t as tall as his wolf made him seem, but he was completely covered in muscle. He was shorter but thick, and veins wrapped over his arms and torso. It looked like the muscles were about to burst through his skin at any moment, only accentuated by his stance, arms crossed roughly across his rippling chest. I looked to his face, his dark onyx eyes stared at me unwaveringly, situated in a hard grimace against deep set features. He had a darker complexio

Vic says as he raises his glass to his lips and takes a sip. “Three blades strapped to my thing and a small hand gun to my other thigh” I tell him doing the same and taking a sip of my wine. As we go finish speaking the chef personally comes out with our plates. “Count four Cartel, spider tattoos, Diabla will be heading your way in twenty” he bows his head and smiles. Then he laughs and jokes while making a show of explaining our meals to us. I had expected a night out with my husband to be but in this world I guess that wishful thinking.

"Well at least you have that going for you. Bastian thinks he's hot shit because he can do it better than me and Laryn. Let's see what you got." We took off and when I was higher, I pushed out more smoke than I had previously had luck with. "Not bad," called Bastian from above me. "I think you're better at it than these two wannabe dragons." "Yeah right," shouted Laryn as a thin trail wafted from his nostrils. I was more than satisfied that it wasn't as thick as mine. Sarn gave it a shot with the same results as Laryn. Only Bastian's was more than mine and I was the youngest. Silver was really better.

And for a brief moment, I thought that I was safe but the feeling didn’t last long as I looked over my shoulder and saw that psychotic eyes watching me with a smile so sinister that I felt fear filling my entire body. Penny struck him with another fireball, sending him a few meters away from me. And started to shower him with what looked like magic-made bullets which prevented him from getting close to me and buying time for my mates to get me. As I watched, astonished at what Penny was doing, a pair of strong arms got me from the ground and started to run to my home. When we crossed the tree line I saw Penny coming right behind us but she stopped and started chanting something. Violet light

He licked her fiercely with his tongue and stroked her insides with his fingers, demanding that she come and come hard. “Ohhh, Wade!” she screamed as she creamed just like he asked her to do. He sucked her release straight into his mouth as his fingers slowed. He hummed against her button and feasted on her with a sweet vengeance “Oh, oh, oh,” she panted out. He slowly removed his fingers and his mouth. “Best pancakes I ever had,” he whispered with a breathless pleasure in his voice. Kanda was panting like a helpless puppy in the Texas sun. She couldn’t form words or thoughts. Could constant mind blowing sex really blow your mind? I think this man could fuck me stupid!