Elena Vonn Sex นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Elena or the dragon? A/N

Damien released the sex video. SHAWN SMITH GIRLFRIEND, ELENA RYDER CAUGHT HAVING SEX WITH ONE OF SHAWN'S FRIENDS. SHOCKING NEWS TO HIS FANS!!!!! One million comments: @XthessaX: she's such a slut! Bitch!!! @Shawn'staste: Ass holes like her throws her pussy to the whole fu***ng species. Shawn, I'm still up if you want me!!! I love you! @Shawn'sbaby: Elena's a big-time loser! I don't think it's her first time but at least Shawn gets to see who she really is...

“I know, babe. I get it. Don’t worry, okay?” She nodded against his chest, but her thoughts were somewhere else — at the club, with the woman whose voice still echoed in her mind. Later that night, when Raphael was asleep, Elena sat on the edge of the bed scrolling through her phone. She typed Scarlett’s name into the search bar. Scarlett Voss — The Queen of Club Vixen. Articles filled the screen: rumors, whispers, and headlines about her empire — her power, her wealth, her danger. There were stories about the people who crossed her and disappeared, stories about her charm that could destroy anyone foolish enough to fall for her.

When Dad finally went to bed around 11 PM, claiming an early meeting, the tension in the house shifted like a live wire. I was in my room, pretending to scroll on my phone in nothing but a thin tank top and panties, when the door opened without a knock. Elena stepped inside wearing only a sheer black babydoll that clung to her full breasts and barely skimmed the tops of her thighs. No panties. Her nipples were already hard, dark shadows against the fabric. In one hand she carried the strap-on again—this time with a slightly thicker, curved dildo attached, the head flared and menacing. In the other, a small bottle of lube and something else I couldn’t quite see.

The pain from how hard she had walked to school suddenly vanished replaced with sexual wobbles. “Who the hell?” Dante’s voice trailed off at the sight of Elena. She shot the door behind herself and took a step closer to him, ignoring her reasons of being here and loving the looks in his eyes. The sight of Dante jerking off was so fucking hot and she loved it. She took a few more steps closer, and this informed her that he couldn't resist the look in her eyes. Elena’s hand itched to cup that veiny and manly member of his and just in, her kneels met the ground and she gulped down the lumps in her throat. Staring at her face.

“Veryon. Veryon. The man practically strolled out of here just now looking… let’s say, well-rested. Care to explain?” I felt my face heat up. “There’s nothing to explain. He—he was drunk, okay? He fell asleep, and I didn’t want to wake him.” Elena raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed with my excuse. “So you’re saying you spent the whole night in this room, just the two of you, and nothing happened?” “Nothing happened!” I snapped, crossing my arms. “Uh-huh.” She leaned back, her smirk widening. “So, no stolen kisses? No wandering hands? No other things?”

“Mama are you going on TV?” She knelt and hugged him. “Yes. So other children stay safe.” He smiled proudly. “You’re brave.” She kissed his forehead. “I learned from you.” --- The broadcast began. Elena stood before the cameras, calm but resolute. “My name is Elena Voss. I am a mother, and my child was genetically altered without my knowledge by people who valued legacy over life.” Shock rippled across global networks. She revealed the manipulation. The secrecy. The psychological intimidation.

"Then again, what kind of backbone can you expect from the daughter of a traitor and a mistress? It must be tough watching your mother scurry around like a servant downstairs while I, the future Luna, get to enjoy the Alpha's exclusive affection, right?" I stared at her coldly, my eyes devoid of any warmth. "What are you trying to say?" Elena tittered, covering her mouth with her fingertips, her eyes full of scorn. She pulled out her phone and waved it in my face, showing me intimate photos of her and Connor, and some… X-rated stuff, the kind of private moments only mates share. "Oh, by the way, you probably don't know this, do you? Every night, during those 'intimate' moments you share with

In one, Lila was on her knees, her full lips wrapped around Marcus's cock, bobbing eagerly as he filmed from above, groaning, "That's it, baby, take it all." Elena's hand slipped under her silk robe, fingers circling her clit as she watched, hating herself for the arousal but unable to stop. So that's what he wanted. Kinky fetishes and leaves her vulnerable to his complete command. What a fucking dog. And a coward for not being able to handle a real woman. Going around to make p**n. She came hard, biting her lip to stifle a cry, her body shuddering with a release that felt like vengeance.

"That intense?" "Worse," Elena said, her voice dropping even lower. "The sexual energy radiating from him....it was like being hit with a physical wave. My entire body responded. I got wet just from being near him. My nipples hardened. My skin felt too tight. And the worst part? He knew. I could see it in his eyes. He knew exactly what he was doing to me and found it amusing." "Moon Goddess," Lora breathed. "What is he? Some kind of sex god?"