Camren Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Camille had to admit that when she woke up this morning, she never imagined that she'd find herself having a sexual encounter with anyone let alone Kal. And yet she couldn't stop herself and she didn't even want to. Camille never saw herself as being someone who had the confidence to sleep with someone she barely knew but every fibre of her being was screaming to have a taste of this male.

Athena Sex with Cameron was beautiful. I never knew it could get so addicting, and I always thought the act was overhyped until I experienced it. The more the weeks passed, the more I couldn’t get enough of him. He had complained about condoms, saying that it wasn’t like the real thing, but I would always scream at him to stop being stupid and that I wouldn’t be responsible for his death. We kept the news from our parents. Cameron’s mom had disappeared and was nowhere to be found. Cameron pretended to be calm the time we bumped into King Thor, but when he was closing off, he landed a punch on the king's jaw that I heard crack. He got a few bruises from the king’s bodyguards, but I was proud

Ren pointed out. "Well slap a cork on my dick and call me a water bottle,” he swooned. “I've never wanted to be a water bottle so badly," he licked his lips and moaned. "You're too much," Reniece giggled. "Cam, did you get the email from the wedding planner?" She asked. Cameron threw her his phone and told her to check. "No, I want you to tell me," she said, not making eye contact with him. He suddenly thought back to that day in his room with the box of Lucy Charms.

Rhett moved sinuously against his back, the slide of skin against his own sensuous, and Talen gripped his fingers into the sheets just as Rhett had predicted, his mate’s name on his tongue as he came, feeling the jerk and heat of Rhett as his dokkalfar followed, and the sag of his body over him. Cameron, sandwiched between Heath and Aislen, reached out to take Talen’s hand in his, and smiled at Talen before closing his eyes, his cheek cushioned on Morgana’s breast. “This is the life,” Cameron said on a yawn. “F-ked and f-ked, sticky, and sweaty, and covered in cum. Is there anything better in the world?” “No,” Talen squeezed his hand. “There is nothing better.”

she murmured. Cameron pressed his lips into her hair. He was contentedly lazy below her, awash in post orgasm satiation. He had lasted through two of her orgasms before losing control and rolling her under him so that he could f-k himself hard and fast into completion whilst Heath photographed the action. “You’ll love every moment of the evil,” he predicted. “Highly likely,” she kissed his chest. “What happened between you and Talen?” “Why do you think something happened?” He asked, but his c-ck twitched back to life.

"But let me be clear with you, Caiden: Kamara owes me, and neither you nor anyone else will stop me from collecting it from her when the time comes." Caiden was so overcome with hate that he was unable to recognize Enzo at all. One last time, he peered into his eyes and saw something dark. Caiden went into the forest, searching for Kamara no matter what. When he saw her, night had already set. Her face was smeared and her clothing were filthy, suggesting that she had shed a lot of tears. Her expression was blank, as though someone had taken her soul away. She stayed put as Caiden got closer. He knelt to stroke her face slowly.

Camerin stayed behind. “So she is going to have a friend come and visit and you are going with her. This visitor wouldn’t happen to be a guy would it?” Camerin asked. “The truck driver friend of hers,” I answered. “Ahhh, that friend,” he chuckled. “I know there is more between them than she is letting on. So I don’t want to leave them alone,” I growled. Camerin stood up, “Mates, this is why I am single.” “I can’t wait until you find your mate, I will enjoy watching you go crazy.”

She screamed and grabbed her phone before calling Cameron in a frenzy. I didn't stop her. I simply watched her put on her little performance. On the other end, Cameron's voice was even more frantic than hers. "Don't panic! I'm coming right now!" After hanging up, Rebecca straightened up. She smirked at me. "Zendaya, you can't beat me. Cameron wants a Luna who's pure and sweet, like me. If he hadn't needed you to rebuild the pack five years ago, he never would've staged that rescue or forced himself to be intimate with a filthy she-wolf like you for three whole years!"

, Camille blushed at the look her mate was giving to her. Aiden smirked, loving the reaction he was getting, "now how about you feel me like you wanted too".

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.