Draw Lovers Novels & Stories

Mark, though eager to ask questions, exercised patience. “Liam.” “What?” Julie gasped, wiping her tears. “What about Liam?” “I’m… I’m sorry… I…” “Was it him? Did he do this to you?” “I followed him last night. He told me that… I’m sorry, Julie.” Elizah sobbed uncontrollably, unable to look at her sister as she covered her face with both hands. Mark Robertson furrowed his brows in confusion . “Who’s Liam?” Julie took a step back. “My fiancé.”

“You are like hot silk. I feel like I am going to lose my mind every time I enter you.” “I lost mine a long time ago.” She pressed her head back into the pillow, her eyelids going half-mast. He smiled and shook his head as he moved forward with rocking motions that made it possible for her to take his entire length. He was long and thick, and that had overwhelmed more than one lover. He adored that element of Lara’s lovemaking. The way his current lover not only could take his full length, but craved it was something a man like him could and would never take for granted.

, Anjali said sternly. " Stop! taunting me Avni, I can't stop my desires when you are with me! you had some kind of magic on me that I can't have control in my body ", Hercules kissed her nose. " It's your lust ! ", Avni snapped. " I don't care what you call! I love you and this is the part of my expressing my love . ", Hercules gritted out and spread her legs. Avni passed a sad smile and asked, "If love means to hurt the person you love? Is forcing yourself on the person you love is love? Is claiming the person you love by making her helpless love? Is didn't care about I think, what I want is love ? ".

he asked, his voice tinged with surprise. Aurora didn’t give him a chance to finish. Without hesitation, she pulled him into a fierce kiss, pressing her lips to his with an intensity that left them both breathless. “Now, please, make love to me,” she urged, her voice barely more than a whisper. She looked at him, her eyes filled with longing. Draven closed his eyes for a moment, his body reacting to her words. His hands were already moving, guiding her gently, instinctively, as she explored his body. She was following her instincts, and he was more than willing to let her take control. Her touch sent shivers down his spine, and he could feel the weight of his desire building with every passi

My eyes linger on the words attached at the end of the photo. The words are blurry but are not hard to read. I should know this because I have read it a thousand times, but even when I do, it always feels like the first time. ‘I, Loretta Diaval, a dragon princess has officially fallen in love with Lucien Rossi, a werewolf.’

Pulling at something deep and buried he’d never let see the light before. *What the hell is this?* It didn’t make sense. None of it. Elara’s kiss still burned on his lips—aggressive, claiming, tasting of copper and her. He’d chosen that. Pulled her back. Moaned into her fangs. Felt right with her too. But now Liora—close, touching, helping—was stirring the same fire. He found her attractive. Really attractive. The curves, the lines, the bare legs, the skirt riding up just enough to tease, the hoodie that made her look soft and approachable while her shadows whispered danger. Her eyes pulling him in like gravity. His breath caught again—sharp, involuntary.

"Make love to me." The Lycgers roared like a pack of wild beasts at his broken plea, their eyes filled with a mix of concern and raw desire. They can scent his heat, and feel the magnetic pull drawing them closer to him. Without a word, they inched closer to him, their hands reaching out to touch his heated skin, their gentle touches a comforting anchor in the storm of sensations.

Their tongues danced together, an intricate and passionate tango that spoke of unfulfilled desires and a love that had endured against all odds. Ragnar drew her closer, their bodies pressed together in an embrace that left no room for doubt or hesitation. The desire between them was undeniable, a tangible force that surged through their veins, binding them together in a powerful union of heart and soul. For Ragnar, being so close to her only intensified how much he had missed her. Every fiber of his being ached for her touch, her presence, her love. He yearned for Aloha with a fervor that consumed him.

he'd been gone for six hours before he leisurely came back home completely nude with a bouquet of wild flowers for their nanny. Everyone had been frantic and busy searching for him, his father hadn't been able to sit still...but Havoc had been out picking flowers in complete darkness. They couldn't be any different. Reaching up, Hunter loosened his tie and sighed, leaning back against his seat and trying to force himself to not close his eyes. He knew that if he did so, he'd see her again. He'd been particularly restless on that day for reasons that were unknown to him. It had already been three years but she was yet to leave him be. And he knew that she never would, chances were he'd be for

Tease. He laughs until I silence him with my tongue, plunging it into his mouth. Still, I have to admit, I really like the idea myself. It certainly beats playing watchdog all the time The sound of moaning in my ears. Sweat covering my whole body. The telltale slap of flesh against flesh loud throughout the room. A wet cunt gripping my cock and a hard dick shoving into my ass. My definition of heaven. Nothing beats coming, wedged between the two people I love the most in