Dreamxd X George Novels & Stories

“Here comes the walking fashion disaster.” I had to bite back a laugh. George’s presence was expected and begrudging, seeing as how he was at every goddamn event he could get his grubby hands on, but I schooled my face into a mask of pleasant indifference. “Chris, my man!” George boomed, slapping me on the back. “Hell of a speech you gave there.” I nearly coughed at the sheer force of his slap driving the air from my lungs. “Thanks, George,” I said, bracing myself for whatever pitch was coming—no doubt some attempt to sell a product in the werewolf world to ‘help’ fund our research.

Something that triggered an urge in George for Adriana. George could feel his fangs and struggled to keep them sheathed because right now he wanted to tear Alexi a few new holes and force him to apologize to Adriana. “I highly doubt you would find it nearly as appealing as you believe you would. You may want to learn more about me before you make any permanent future plans.” “Who said anything about permanent plans? You don’t have anything to bring to the table to entice me into any permanent arrangement. I just said I’d love to know what you taste like when I sink my teeth in.”

“This is the end George” *****

The older man stood by the window, watching the rain as it dotted the glass, waiting silently. "I want to thank you for helping me make this dream a reality," Damien began. Mr. George chuckled and waved a dismissive hand. "I’ve always seen talent in you, Damien. And talent like yours deserves all the help it can get," Mr. George said, smiling. Damien returned the smile. "Alright… I called you here for a few reasons." "I’m listening," Mr. George replied.

the woman introduced herself, wearing a long-sleeve fitted dress. "Hi, I am Craven Steven Vera, a Bervel and the lightning user," "And Xenon Vamir, Vlader and the fire user," Xenon introduced. "And we are..." “THE XEDIAN!” And that's when the students shouted because of admiration. They seem to have lost their minds. The people next to me also screamed, especially Shantelle. Adrian is also getting involved.

“I don’t know, babe. I guess I’m still trying to get the stereotypical version of a geek out of my subconscious. A geek doesn’t sound very…deserving or capable of being with you.” Lucianne retorted in confidence, “Xandar, geeks are more than capable of accomplishing anything. And they’re cute!” Xandar started getting suspicious so his hand pressed her abdomen against the seat, his predator eyes fixed on her as he asked in a low voice, “And which geeks in your past have you found cute and capable, my little freesia?” Lucianne realized she let that slip so she muttered ‘oh, boy’ under her breath before she said, “It was just a few study buddies, Xandar. There was never…”

Xanthis broke the silence first. "Do you need introductions? I'm Xanthis Diaz Montero, older than Dre by six minutes. I'm the smart ass here. He's Alexandre Leon Montero, older than you by two minutes. He's a mafia bos, a major alpha male" Xanthis said, scrunching up his nose. Everyone laughed at the expression on his face. But, Valentino was too tensed to do that.

She moved her hand up and down Lucas’ hard cock faster until George said, “Slowly Cordelia , I don’t want him to climax yet, not until he’s inside your wet pussy.” She groaned at the thought of Lucas’ cock plunging into the hot wetness between her thighs, and slowed her hand movement down. George kissed her pussy and Cordelia writhed on the bed, his moist tongue found her swollen and sensitive clit, she looked down to see his head between her thighs. George was laid on the bed on his toned tummy licking Cordelia's clit gently, and holding her legs apart with his hands on her thighs.

Sister Gwen was still captured in his dark spell, unable to pull away from his handsome, stoic face. “Forgive Sister Gwen. I understand that our meeting place is… inappropriate, but I really wanted to thank her.” “Of- Of course. Your thanks are well appreciated. God bless you, Brother…” “Jacob,” he completed, his own name like sinful silk on his dark voice. “Jacob West.” “Brother Jacob. Yes… Uhmm… Sister Yasmin has some… uhmm… duties to attend to.” “I understand.–” He met my gaze and my heart skipped a beat, my body trembled and hummed at the same time.

Hearing the thunderous sounds, she opened her eyes, looked around, the clouds were still rumbling as if God has opened the gates of the dam. She shivered feeling cold and snuggled up with him holding him tight. Hardeep was still sleeping with a smile on his face. Putting up her plan into action she slid off her robe wearing just purple lingerie. Opening her kit which she kept near the bed, she took out oil and spread on her body, then sliding away the quilt, making him open his eyes, she started working on his toes first giving fleeting kisses, then moving upwards like a fish, she kept her eyes on his face. She was looking like a voluptuous making him touch her but ...but there she said, mov