Drew Tanaka Ao3 소설 & 이야기

Calling them babe was easy; it was a term of endearment, and none of them ever questioned it. "Right there," she panted when he moved his hand up to the middle of her body and started teasing her clit. "Yes, do that!" This bitch was one of those who had to talk through the whole thing. Drew hated that shit, and right now he just wanted to blow his load and tell her to take a hike. Closing his eyes, he pictured the one girl who was guaranteed to get him off. It didn't matter that it had been ten years, imagining the feel of her body against his, the way she kissed with no restraint, and the way she loved him. It did it to him every time.

, Drew seethed. "Drew, how many times do I have to tell you that I love you. Even though you have a mate now, I'm never going to leave you. Don't you get it?", Benita screamed. She was wearing a transparent blouse that covered little to nothing. Her breasts were perked up, trying to seduce him but all Drew felt at that moment was disgust and hatred. Normally, he hated two people in his life and they were Alpha Jed, leader of the demon pack, and Andrew who had slept with her during their school days now, Benita has just been added to the list of people he hates.

The little pain I’m feeling in my neck makes it evident. But then…. I swallow hard as my eyes slowly move up, taking a second look at the image, and they find all the crazy details on his body. He has such nice and perfect abs, and the long powerful Japanese dragon tattoo on his body leaves my mouth hanging. I’ve never seen anything like it. I must confess, Alpha Arkon is hot and he’s blessed by the Goddess between his thighs. Can’t even imagine how many ladies have walked in here, and seen this hanging over them. This is sexually hypnotizing.

Though how dark and how deep he wasn’t sure. This new obsession of his was to Luke’s mind merely an observation and nothing more. Luke liked to observe—that was what he told himself he was doing—observing and not gawking at Sakura Tanaka, the gallery owner, painter, and freelance photographer. Today she was wearing one of her long, flowing skirts and a peachy-white blouse she buttoned all the way up to her swanlike neck. The front of the pretty blouse also had frills, which added more femininity to her already elegant and feminine person.