Blue Lock Oc Male Novels & Stories

another said dreamily. "With a touch of sea green." The omega snorted at that comment and rolled her eyes. Why not say his eyes have colors of the rainbow, she thought in mock annoyance. "Any problem Ro?" Clara, her roommate asked. "Nothing, just that his eyes are normal." "What color would you say he has?" Clara asked again. "Honestly they look like brown from afar, you'd have to get very close to him to know It's blue," Ro shrugged. "You're saying rubbish," another omega wrinkled her nose at Ro.

After quite a few moves Nezeira, along with a witty fighting tactic managed to slice off the beasts head. Yihan, stood like a statue, his heart thumped against his chest at a dangerous speed. His eyes were glued to this woman, or vampire. He thought to himself, “So it was you. I saw you back then. But, the eyes? How are they blue? ……….who are you?” Security men poured in swiftly and surrounded Nezeira. She sheathed away her sword, went up to the in-charge and showed the royal i-card. Then she spoke,

I could spot a soft smile dancing on his lips. "Hope I'm not disturbing the ladies," he said, his lips now adorned with a smirk. It was Beta Leon of the Blue Rock Pack from the west side, and my heart sank.

His tone was final, firm. The certainty in his voice steadied me more than I wanted to admit. Blue stirred inside me, her presence sharp and restless. “He’s strong,” she whispered. “He can protect us. But he should be ours. Can we mate with him? Please?” Her eagerness pulsed inside me, rising with every look Gray gave me. Heat rushed to my face. “No,” I whispered back in my head. Blue pushed harder, her voice insistent. “But he’s perfect. He’s steady. He smells like safety. He’s sexy.”

He’s not holding back anymore, like whatever leash he put himself on has finally snapped and he’s given himself over to his primal instincts to fuck. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you this but I swear to God your eyes are blue,” I choke out past rattling teeth. They’ve been that color for a while now but I haven’t been able to think properly with how thoroughly he’s fucking me but that can’t be normal, can it? It flashed quickly between brown and blue once and I chalked it up to the lights. Now, however, there’s no denying it. His eyes are an icy blue. Cade doesn’t seem surprised by this though. He keeps on fucking me like that’s his one mission--which I guess it sort of is.

He blurted out. "So Shaun, how's that new property you acquired?" I heard one of his cousins ask him. "Good Richard. You know— Melio here helped me acquire it. You should experience her first-hand in a business mood— very precise." He said that with his hands still scavenging my pussy. Fuck I want to scream! "So this is an office romance kinda thing. Everything Blue". I was about correcting Catherine when his finger penetrated my pussy. "Urr.rr! I moaned out.

he said as he laughed. ******** Wet For Teacher: “Oh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” Okay, let me back up for a minute, because I’m not the type of girl to scream out obscenities—well, unless I’m getting pounded by a seriously hot guy…which I was. You might be wondering who this guy is, the guy railing me in to his couch since we were too hot and heavy to make it to the bedroom. The guy with sexy, tousled, sandy blond hair and eyes a dark blue that rivaled the ocean. Who is this guy?

For me, I realized. But my gaze fixed on the fourth person. He was by far the most imposing of the bunch. A man most likely in his early thirties, sporting a custom tailored three piece dark blue suit, slick brown hair and a short, neat beard that covered a strong jaw. I caught all that in one fraction of a second before my eyes met icy blue ones. Empty, hardened eyes that showed no emotion, of a color so blue that the sky would be jealous. He looked at me then at the lady, still griping my arm, his eyes a blue void.

Blue, completely unbothered and still wrapped around him, groaned in frustration. I was about to leave when Blue suddenly said, “Stop,” she said, pushing at his chest lightly. “Why are you leaving? Babe, stay.” The guy— I swear the universe has a sick sense of humor— muttered, “Why wouldn’t she leave? We have to continue, sweetie.” Blue rolled her eyes dramatically. “Get off? Nigga, what the fuck? Get off. Someone just saw us fucking and you still want to continue? That’s like really creepy. Please leave right this instant.”

“Yeah, thanks for the reminder.” Before either of us can say more, voices echo faintly from outside the room. Olivia and I both go still, listening. Two men. Their scents cut sharp through the air, stronger than any wolves I’ve scented before. It makes my nose twitch and my pulse spike. “Which one is his mate?” one of them asks. “The blue one,” the other replies smoothly. “That’s what the boss said.” My frown deepens. His mate? Whose mate?