Donatello X Reader Novels & Stories

Theme: Age play, praise/degradation mix, kink, submissive Keywords: DDLG, roleplay, obedience, training. The clink of cutleries sounded loud, Lina sat still placing her legs on Damien legs, she was trying to get his attention but he was too busy staring at the long sheet in front of him. He didn’t look at her and she hated the fact that the piece of paper was important than her. He was reading the wine list, like the girl under the table wasn’t shifting in her seat, craving for his attention.

As the dust from the tires settled, Salvatore muttered to himself, "I can’t believe she pulled this off." His fingers rubbed at his jawline, eyes fixed on the gate. Delilah Donato wasn’t just smart—she was dangerous. And dangerously desirable.

he said, not loosening his arm around me. “I am sorry for your loss, Alexei” the man, I assume, Donatello, said, looking at Alexei who nodded. Alexei didn’t remove his arm from around me, and seeing that, I did not try to move “I take it that you found yourself a little mate, however, I am surprised that she is a Lycan, I am sure that she is making herself useful” “I don’t think I asked you for a comment, Donatello” Alexei said, glaring at the man.

" Less than twelve hours after your wedding, and your wife is already running off, I have to hand it to you man, you're a natural." Enzo says as we both watch the footage of my little wife jogging out of my house. My little wife, it felt so natural to think it, but it wasn't exactly something I was happy about. Donatello blackmailing my family into taking not just one, but two of his daughters into the family was the sneakiest thing the crazy man has been able to do since I knew him, and I had to hand it to him, he really laid out his cards well, I was impressed.

That did the trick. Breathing hard after painting the side of the shower walls white, Dawn looked at the evidence of his sordid crime and quickly washed it away. Despite the lack of physical evidence, the man felt a tad guilty. If he didn’t enter her room, would he start having sexual fantasies about her? Aqua might not be underaged. However, Dawn didn’t want to take advantage of her reliance on him and misguide her into thinking she also felt a romantic attraction to him. Not to mention, the presence of a toy meant that Aqua was starting to adapt to the sexual desires of a human after losing her tail. “What am I doing?” Dawn hissed and punched the glass wall hard enough to rattle it dangero

N- Evidence? Absurd, because he sent a photo of an empty plate, was she sure he didn't throw away the piece of donut? N- I asked for evidence, not an empty plate. His message popped up. X- I ate the donut, that's why it's empty. Was this some kind of joke? He typed back, she almost fell from her chair. X- You are coming to Italy, with me.

The sound was deafening. He was wearing a black linen shirt, sleeves rolled up, exposing those powerful forearms. His gaze dragged slowly over my exposed body, wet fingers, glistening thighs, hard nipples. A dangerous smirk curved his lips. “Thinking of me, Elena?” His voice was velvet over steel. “Moaning my name while you fuck that needy little cunt in my fiancée’s bachelorette villa?” I couldn’t speak. Shame and unbearable arousal warred inside me. My clit throbbed visibly, begging for attention.

Donatello groaned, his hips pumping into mine. “I'm so close, Daddy.” “Put your hands on your clit, touch yourself.” I find my pink nub, and start rubbing it, just as he found my g-spot. Light flashed in my eyes, almost blinding me and when Donatello pulled my head backwards,bruising my lips with his, I shattered. “Fuck you milking my cock so good princess. Coming on Daddy's dick getting it so wet,” he grunts, moving faster. “Please fill my pussy, Daddy.”

He did it twice, again, so the pale cheeks would turn red and juicy. “I can't hear you?” Donatello chuckled even though he had climbed onto the bed, sitting up. He beckoned for Logan to bring Ria closer. “My pussy, you jackasses,” She spat, walking over to sit on his cock. She moaned as her wet quivering snatch, gobbled up his cock greedily. Donatello laid flat on the bed, groaning as the slut bounced on his thighs before Zane came up behind her. Ria’s eyes snapped close when she felt Zane trying to work his cock into her pussy. Heoushed against Donatello's dick, and managed to fit a few inches in.

With a slow, deliberate motion, she unbuttoned his pants, her fingers trembling slightly with eagerness. Mikhail’s breath hitched as she freed his thick manhood from its confines. It stood proudly, throbbing with anticipation, and Donatella’s eyes widened at the sight. She licked her lips, her boldness shining through as she wrapped her fingers around his length, her touch firm yet gentle. She began to stroke him, her hand moving in slow, deliberate motions, her thumb brushing over the sensitive head.