Novel & Cerita Danny Phantom Harem Fanfiction

He was wearing an oversized plaid shirt that barely reached his thighs, leaving his smooth, soft legs completely exposed, paired with those captivating blue eyes. I felt a sudden, intense surge of heat pool between my legs, my length hardening instantly against my trousers just staring at the image. I unzipped my pants, pulling my hardened length out, and began stroking myself slowly. "Nnnph..." a soft groan escaped my throat. I increased my pace, pumping faster and faster, keeping my eyes glued to Danny's picture. He was staring directly into the camera, staring right into my soul, silently begging me to come fuck him properly.

I fail. And she’s wearing the Pink Panties. Torture. My need is a slow, dull ache. I’ll have to shower. Again. “Come on.” My voice is thick with desire, but fortunately she doesn’t seem to notice. We head upstairs, and she ducks into the guest room while I explore the walk-in wardrobe to see what other clothes Danny has brought to the house. Danica appeared by the door a few moments later wearing SpongeBob pajama bottoms and an Arsenal FC shirt.

She nodded and bid us goodbye. As we walked away, my mind returned to the strange feeling I had when I shook her hand. The familiarity of her grip. The way her eyes had scanned me for a brief second. It reminded me too much of Joanne. They both had that same energy. The energy you sense only from people trained to fight. People connected to the Phantom Syndicate. One of the groups we had been investigating. And now, more than ever, I hoped my suspicion was wrong. But deep inside, I knew it was not.

"That, that, that was, oh fuck Danny, I've never, I mean I've never been - you knew! You knew exactly what I needed, what I wanted, where to bore in, when to attack, you sucked and licked me like you know my pussy, like you've done it a hundred times. How? Oh lover, I've never, ever, ever..." "Cum like that?" "God no! I've never fucking cum like that in my whole miserable life." She lifted her head and looked around me at Anna. "Does he make you cum like that?" "Every time." "How much? How often? How many times, how many times do you cum like that?" "Danny and I have sex three or four times a day."

The face that greets me is not the one I was hoping to see. "Hello, sweetie pie," Danny says, smiling. But I can tell it's fake, even though the only light source is the moon. Danny is dark-skinned. His black hair is styled in a low cut, and he has a beard. The Dolce & Gabbana suit he's wearing does little to hide his muscles. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't ripped. To sum it up, Danny is a gorgeous man, but even with all his handsomeness, he is the worst romantic partner I have ever met-except Jacob if I'm including that horrible human being in the running, too.

No longer in rush or trying to get away, they probably thought that I was scared, intimidated even but fuck what they thought. I refuse to let some old, traditional Lycan bullshit dictate whom I was supposed to love. And I would rather die than accept them- Where the fuck are you? Zane's deep baritone voice pulls me out of my musings, his irritation evident as he voices his questions through our pack mind link. Anna, where are you, now? Home. I stoically mutter.

But I bet the killer and himself knew it was too late for that. A whiff of that scent froze me. It can’t be, can it? “What are you waiting for?” Danny asked irritably, before walking right past me, bumping my shoulder on the way. “Wait,” I try to stop him, but he doesn’t listen. Fuck. How can this be? I move to follow Danny inside, to confirm if I was right. We barely took a step forward when both Danny and I froze at the astounding sight. A lycan, female lycan, was standing before…

"Dyrroth, I only got seven souls. I needed three more, and I couldn't do it. I don't know if I could continue doing it... I feel horrible... And that demon is going to return tomorrow... I don't know what to do!" "What... What are you talking about?" She let go of me and then wiped her tears with her sleeves. "I'm so sorry, Dyrroth! Because of me... Because I couldn't get three more... you had to suffer... And I know you... You would never..." "Wait! I don't understand what you're trying to say." We were both startled when we heard my nannies calling and shouting my name. I turned my back to her for a second, and when I looked back, she was gone. As if she vanished into the air.

Our connection strengthening and bodies fitting in a harmonic balanced mess of sweaty but satisfied limbs. "So fucking beautiful," he looked almost in awe, seeing how my greedy cunt took him. He pulled himself out again and gazed at me. His stare turning dark at the marks he left on my body. Hazel eyes drowning me in their depths. His semi-hard dick pressed up against my tummy as I stood on wobbly legs, grabbing ahold of his arm for balance. "We're going to claim every single surface here as yours," my cunt throbbed back to life at his claim, "Do you like the sound of that. Kitty?" He smirked lazily. "Please, Daddy." And my last thought was, I was in love with him and his brothers.

Anna's POV And just like Erica said, Danny came over with a box of pepperoni pizza and drinks. Danny was Erica's boyfriend, they had been dating for eight months and I think they were a perfect match. With his sandy blond hair, tanned skin, dimpled cheeks, sea-green eyes that seemed to glow from afar, and his infectious smile but he was shy and reserved yet somewhat easygoing. There was a certain glow of affection in his eyes whenever he looked at Erica. It was as if she held the stars within her own eyes while also lighting up the entire galaxy that is Danny Phantom.