Draco Malfoy X Reader Spicy Novels & Stories

His cock stirred again, half-hard against his stomach, and Draco's hand came up to wrap around it, stroking in time with the movements of his tongue. “Draco,” León gasped. “Please—I don't—” He didn't know what he was asking for. More? Less? To stop? To never stop? Draco pulled back just enough to look at him. His lips were wet, his chin slick, and he looked as if he'd been feasting. He held León's gaze as he pressed two fingers to his lips, coating them in saliva, and then brought them down to León's entrance. He pushed in slowly. Two fingers, cool and slender, finding the spot inside León that made stars burst behind his eyes. León cried out, his hips bucking, and Draco curled his fingers,

Draco groaned. Anna bobbed her head and went down on her knees. Draco immediately pulled down his shorts and grabbed her head. He fixed his hardened length into her mouth and started mouth fucking her slowly. "Suck it all bitch!" Draco groaned as he slowly reached climax. He released all his semen into Anna's mouth and made her gulp it down. Anna's heart pondered as she watched his dick grow hard again. Draco grabbed her up and ripped her clothes off. He threw her on the bed and got behind her immediately. In the next second, he was moving in and out of her pretty fast while Anna gritted her teeth in anger.

The heat radiating from him is more intense than the wax itself. I'm going to die. “Mmm,” Jace hums against my skin. “Chocolate mixed with my favorite student. Very nice.” So that’s what it is. He’s pouring hot chocolate over my body. I can't take this anymore. He leans over me again, and my spine tingles with anticipation. “Open your mouth,” he whispers. Slowly, I part my lips. He slides a finger into my mouth, and I taste the bitter, dark chocolate. I swirl my tongue around his finger, and I hear him inhale sharply. He presses his body harder against mine, and the pressure makes me bite down instinctively.

He asked, gently sliding the linen on my skin and I shuddered in pleasure. “I do.” “Give me a safe word.” He said, covering my sight with the black linen until all I could see was black mixed with red from the lights. “Vanilla,” I responded as his fingers caressed my neck and then made their way to my lips. Without hesitation, I took his index finger into my mouth, then his middle finger, and sucked on them as if my life depended on them. “Fuck.” Davin whispered in satisfaction. “Why vanilla?” “That's my favorite scent,” I replied after he took his fingers out of my mouth and he hummed slightly in understanding.

Maliyah turns, letting herself fall back on the bed with me settling on top of her. “Maliyah, we mustn’t let this go to far. I promised to wait until you turned eighteen and your dragon recognizes me as your mate.” She pulls me down to kiss her again and moves my hand to grab her breast. Her nipple immediately hardens under my touch and it’s making me want more. She moans and bucks her hips at me, making me harden. She digs her nails into my back as I leave a trail of kisses down her neck towards her perking breasts.

She quivered beneath my touch, a whimper escaping her lips. In my dream, the act of BDSM was a dance of power and passion, a ritual that bound us together in a way that transcended the mundane. My cock, thick and hard, strained against the fabric of my pants, begging for release as I approached the bed where Elysia lay. She watched me with a mix of excitement and trepidation, her breaths coming quicker as I stood over her, the crop still in my hand.

His fingers traced patterns on my inner thigh, moving higher, teasing, making me squirm with anticipation. "Please," I heard myself whimper, not even sure what I was begging for. More. Everything. Anything. "Please what?" he asked, his mouth leaving my breast to look up at me, his eyes meeting mine with dark intensity. "Tell me what you want, Rhaena." "You," I breathed. "I want you. All of you." Something flashed in his eyes - satisfaction, desire, possession. A darkness that promised he was going to give me exactly what I was asking for and so much more.

Then I heard grunts and moaning, and then I heard him say, “You know it. Yes, you like that baby, me smacking your ass and fucking you hard, baby.” Amanda was watching me. “Oh no, you don’t,” she said. Sage picks up his wife and cuddles his whole body with wet dough all over her, swinging her around and kissing her and hugging her, then seats her down on the counter and lifts the shirt she wears for bed. It’s her favorite, and it’s her Draco Malfoy nightgown. He starts to go down on his knees and kisses her on her stomach. It looks like he is talking to her belly and

Her cry echoed ,mingling with the rising symphony of moans around her. On another bed, bathed in flickering torchlight, an intricate knot of bodies began to form. Two male slaves, one scarred and grey haired, the other younger, must be in his twenties, and cream haired, circled a dragoness with fiery orange hair. Qerev'nrys realized they weren't fighting over her, instead they were communicating with rough grabs and possessive growls at the dragoness's command.The grey drake seized her hips, spinning her to face the younger one.The cream haired slave grabbed the dragoness horns that had sprung out in excitement, forcing her head down towards his rigid cock. Simultaneously, the grey drake pos

Strong hands gripped her hips, lifting until her ass was high in the air, knees spread wide beneath her “Can I at least have a minute?” she panted, face pressed into the pillow, in a wrecked voice “No rest for the sexy witches, babe” “Shouldn’t you be tired by now?” Her words came out slurred, breathless. He ran one broad palm from the nape of her neck all the way down her spine. slow, possessive, fingers trailing fire along every vertebra. When he reached the small of her back he paused, then slid lower. A single finger pushed inside her