Danmachi Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

The beta also whimpered, her head bent down, and hands clenched tight. *** Tell me what you think of the chapter? Damon is Rias mate…poor guy haha ***

What followed was not gentle reconciliation. It was a power struggle turned into raw, angry, passionate sex. Damian crossed the room in two strides, grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto the marble kitchen island. He shoved her skirt up roughly, ripped her lace panties aside, and buried two thick fingers deep inside her without warning. His thumb rubbed her clit in fast, firm circles as he finger-fucked her hard and deep. “You think you can fight me and win?” he rasped, curling his fingers brutally against her G-spot. “This body knows who it belongs to. Even when your mind fights it.”

Damien’s fingers found my clit, rubbing, teasing, adding to the whirlwind of sensations threatening to consume me. Darius quickened his pace, thrusting deeper, harder, his body driving me toward the edge. My moans grew louder, filling the room, drowning in the sounds of their pleasure, my pleasure. Heat coiled in my core, winding tighter, higher— But just as the pleasure reached an unbearable peak, the world around me began to blur. Darius’s grip on my hips wavered, Damien’s lips turned to nothing more than a ghostly sensation, and Dane’s touch slipped away like smoke in the dark.

We laughed over that too. Damon was practically obsessed with Japanese culture and while I was really slow in reading the subtitles, he didn't hesitate to explain what was going on. And yes, we hadn't kissed but these past few weeks had been the best of it in my life. A part of me didn't want to get healed completely just yet, I wanted to stay with him for as long as possible. To see his cute face and oceanic blue eyes every now and then. I looked outside the window, the moon was up already and it felt like the moon goddess was glaring at me too and accusing me for the pain I was about to bring to my mate's pack.

Frame agreement for a Dominant / Submissive relationship This document specifies the responsibilities and duties of Damon Zhang {the Dominant} and Mason Dharma {the Submissive} as part of a consensual BDSM agreement. This agreement is private and shall not be disclosed in any circumstances to anyone other than both parties and Marcus Carlisle, even if it is not legally binding. The Dominant I, Damon Zhang, request of Mason Dharma the acceptance of my dominance and guidance. I ask for ownership of your mind and body in return for my care and protection. Through this agreement, we may strengthen our bond and increase intimacy.

Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close. "Can I have your number?" "Sure," Raven told him her digits and he saved it. "Talk to you later." Roman winked at her as he went out and when she looked next to him she found Damien watching her. He didn't say anything to her as he also walked out after Roman Early access to chapters: www.patreon.com/taniashava

‎ ‎“It’s enough! No matter what, I won’t marry Lila. Since she likes Haru’s dick that much, they should be with each other!” ‎ ‎My mother grabbed my arm so tight it hurt. if it weren't for the long sleeve, I'm pretty sure I'll bruise.“You must marry her!” ‎ ‎“I won’t!” I yelled, pulling away. “Apart from her cheating… I love another.” ‎ ‎Haru laughed cruelly. “Who could fucking love you back, you pathetic excuse?” ‎ ‎My eyes searched the crowd and landed on those mismatched eyes. Without thinking, I ran to the stranger and hugged him tightly, whispering against his chest:

But Damon was faster. Damon launched, his movement too precise, and too powerful as he grabbed Dane by the neck and tore him to the ground. Dane tried to struggle back. But Dane was no match for him. Dane never was. His jaws closed around Dane’s throat, and with one final, brutal shake, he ripped apart his throat. Blood oozed out of Dane, pooling the ground around and soaking his fur. Dane was dead.

I came hard and squirted repeatedly, calling both their names. As my body was still spasming, Rai flipped me, so I was on my knees, and his hand pinned my upper body down with my cheek resting on the sofa's backrest, and my legs spread apart, and entered me hard, and I exploded again. “Shit!” Rai suddenly cursed under his breath. I lifted my head and looked back to see what had happened and saw that Damian was licking Rai’s ass! “Yeah.. I know you’ll like this, Rai,” Damian said while licking Rai’s ass.

It wasn’t fear yet. But the animal in them sensed a predator older, darker, and infinitely more willing to ruin the world for one person. Damian moved before thought could catch him. One heartbeat the Cross men were standing—smug, breathing, existing—and in the next, they were meat. Claws tore through sternum, bone cracked like dry twigs, and Damian ripped them apart with a violence that felt… sacred. Righteous. The chamber walls were painted red before the bodies even hit the floor.