Drarry 18+ Novels & Stories

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

Layla snaps unimpressed “Slow down and chill” I put my finger to my lips and smirk at drake “His name is Darren and he is from old oaks so yeah I think that’s close to you guys. We definitely love him, yes I’m marked and mated and it was so freaking hot. He is tall dark and made by god himself but don’t tell him that I don’t want him getting to big headed, he’s already a cocky bastard and I don’t think his head would fit through the door if it got any bigger”

That's all I could do. Caden chuckled, a low, humorless sound. He stopped a few feet from me, close enough that I could feel the cold power coming off him. "Oh, I think you do. Do you really want to play this game? Because I have a video. A very clear video, Maeve. Of 'Eve' dancing at the Eclipse Club." My stomach dropped to my feet. A video. Security footage. Of course. How else would he know? I felt sick.

CHAPTER 61 TRYTON EMPIRE'S MID-YEAR PARTY WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

he whispered in her ear. “If you two are finished, I will get on with my speech,” The elder Dr Andrei glared at Madchen and Nick. “Sorry,” Nick sheepishly hung his head. Madchen straightened, trying to hide her anxiety. “Drago has just come back from a contracted tour overseas, where he treated wounded soldiers. I can assure you he is more than capable at doing his job,” Grigo eyed his audience, who hung on his every word. “Please give him a warm welcome, and give him a hand if he needs anything,”

A friendly game after a college party gets a little wild... All characters are 18+. You can expect a wild game of dares between college students that only gets wilder as the night wears on, including but not limited to handjobs, blowjobs, best friends, crushes, MF, MFF, MMF, MMMF, MFFF, anal, and other naughty fun. Enjoy.. ************

CHAPTER 22 DANGER WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! JUST BEWARE!

he ordered. They obeyed. Daniel pulled out his thick cock and took turns sliding it between their lips — deep into Lena’s throat, then into Jake’s, making them gag and drool while they looked up at him with glassy eyes. “That’s my good boy and good girl,” he praised, voice low. “Daddy’s gonna use every hole this weekend until you can’t think straight.”

Right on cue, a pair of hard palms slid from my back to my boobs. Without warning, he pulled both teats earning a gasp I couldn’t stop. “That’s more like it.” Mr brown haired said with a cocky smile. “Strip her already, I can’t wait to see what’s underneath.” Mr green eyes said, not masking the lust glistening from his eyes. My chest felt like it would rip open at any second with the way my heart pounded against it. What was more exciting? The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names.

It takes two hours for the effects of the banishment to fully initiate, and once that happens, I will be forcibly thrown out of the pack by Elijah’s men. “I know that, but…” his jaw wobbles as he holds back tears. “Who will scold me when I sneak out of the packhouse for late-night parties?” My chest tightens at his words. Drake is fifteen years old, balancing studies and training to become a warrior for the pack. Since he's so young, I take on the role of his guardian, keeping him in line. He's like the younger brother I never had, always getting scolded by me for his reckless behavior. Dory is the same age as him, but more introverted.