Dbz Lemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I smiled inwardly at my own deviousness. “Wh…fine,” Leon sighed. “But there has to be a limit to this. I'm not going to let you use my body to your satisfaction while…” “Shut up!” I breathed as I shoved him back against the Mustang's fender. The metal groaned. “You want Damian? You learn to handle this.” Leon breathed hard, then nodded. The spark of excitement grew into a fire, burning down my spine and core, all the way to my dick. “Hands behind your head. Now.”

He pulls back just enough to murmur against my lips, “You taste like you.” I roll my eyes, though my heart feels like it might burst. “And you taste like toothpaste.” He laughs, and that laugh is all it takes to melt away the last remnants of my earlier doubt. I slide out of bed, grabbing a towel as I rush to the bathroom. *** The diner is bustling with morning chatter. Damien and I walk in hand-in-hand, scanning the tables until we spot Breonna and Lily in a corner booth. Lily’s face is already smeared with syrup. She looks up as she yells out our names.

I got to open my mouth, and Leon takes the opportunity to slip a piece of bacon into it. "You need to eat. I can't remember the last time I saw you eat aside from when we were at the cabin," Leon says, all of my mates shaking their heads confirming his accusation, aside from Zeak, who looks extra uncomfortable being here. "I wonder how come Lucy has so many mates," Liam comments, rubbing my leg and sending sparks straight to my core. "It's because I understand what others cannot understand, making me the most compatible," I comment, shoving his hand off of my thigh before I drive all of my mates crazy with my arousal.

Chapter 5 “Well good,” Damon said, “I’m glad that you enjoyed yourself, because I want you to show Julia how good lesbian sex can be.” “Damon no,” Julia said, “she doesn’t want to do me, she wants you.” “And she can have me, after she eats your pussy.” Julia turned to Bree and said, “I’m sorry Bree, I envisioned this going a whole different way.” “It’s okay Jules, I guess it’s up to you though,” Bree said.

And I hate that it feels like a glimpse into something I’ll never want but can’t fully escape. --- When the last balloon droops and Leo’s passed out with frosting on his chin, Damon stands near the door, coat in hand. The air feels quieter without Leo’s laughter filling it. “He had a good day,” Damon says softly. “He had a good cake,” I correct. “Don’t flatter yourself.” That earns the faintest hint of a smile. “You don’t let me, do you?” “No,” I say simply. “You’re not used to hearing no, are you?”

Beta Liam exclaimed. "God forbid, I will rather kiss monkeys buttocks than to be friends with a disgusting smelly poor lady like Leilah, you think she is a Saint huh? I will make sure to expose her evilness in front of you all, she is a snake, just trying to use you, and I will remind you of this one day." Bellamy replied and smashed the bottle of Alcohol on the ground. TBC

Jones cuts off the link. Selene groans and throws her arms over her head. The thought of Jo dominating her make her wet. "Someone smells good enough to eat," Liam growls, his nose burying between her legs. "Come here, baby, let's take care of you before we talk about your new dragon friend."

Dessert. "They make some of the finest key lime pie. That's our dessert tonight with homemade cream or custard. It's to die for," Damian states. 'Your wolfs surpassed, right? It's the potion he's been feeding you,' Leo states through mind-link as he nods his head. "Oh, that sounds wonderful. My mouth is already watering." He says aloud. I feel suddenly very sick, knowing I haven't heard from Abyss because of something he's been feeding me. Is it the water from Damian himself or the food bars I so eagerly took off Alf?

I tease my last sentence at him. He rolled his eyes dramatically. “Please, Brie, please, I want to be inside of your wet slippery pussy; I want to dine in your pleasurable cell of lust. I want to absolve your beautiful scent; I want to dig my nails on your perfectly soft and smooth skin. Please brie, dominate me now you've got the chance,” Jace De Leon begged for sex? Unbelievable. I thought as my hoes goddess in me dances with her red and dangerous hula skirts.

"No sedation needed this time. The child stopped screaming after the first incision.” My fingers went numb. I dropped the journal. It hit the floor with a muffled thump, the pages splaying open. There were more journals. Stacked haphazardly in a crate beneath the table. I pulled another one out, this time leather dyed blue. Gold initials on the spine. Someone had once been proud of this work. "Only a dragon can rule dragons. The blood must be bent, broken, reshaped. The Order fears me because I do what they will not. I evolve the breed."