Novel & Cerita Elite Dangerous Fanfiction

Dangerous affairs with my professor. Chapter 48. “Daddy!” Elena’s breath hitched as he shoved two fingers into her dripping pussy flickering them inside of her. She threw her head backward biting on her lower as her walls clamped hard against his finger. “You love it?”Dante grunted rolling his finger in her right cunt and a slutry moan that made his cock throbbed escaped her lips. “I love it daddy. I fucking love it.” Her voice was rough with the need and desire as she squirmed on the chair grinding herself into his hand.

First life: Elin Faven, famous for being an odious and a willful girl. Her stubbornness to chase after the guy she liked ruined her reputation in the whole city. She become famous and started to be known as the villainous of the city. They said that she was spoiled by her rich father and later gave all her inheritance to the one she loved just to get married to him. “Sh.. Shan, where ar-are y.. cough.. cough” through her chapped lips, she struggled hard to call for her husband.

I am older, but I am weak and useless to them. I may be all of those things, but I am not stupid and I most certainly do not give up just easily. If I cannot get the recognition that I wanted and deserved alone, then I am dragging someone into this. And I am not the least bit conscientious. Eliana Deere, daughter of the admired by many Boss R, the one and only heiress to the throne, you will be mine. And you will make me the most successful pack leader in all of the vampire history.

But somehow it made her curious about the possibility that how did the mighty Ekai Enzo Enrique melted for some woman. Moreover he had his eyes only for one woman, Kazen MacNarma. The same woman who had come back from the dead disguising herself as Aysel Saat. Lucifer was tamed by the devil woman! "I mean everyone knows that I am his fiancee, why would someone stir such a mess?" Skylar grabbed the tail of the long stemmed glass and swirled it while thinking about the rumours and stared at the news. It was the moment when she realized that only one person could do that.

he says passionately. “Alright, I’ll give you a chance. If you screw it up, it’s on you,” he says. “Oh, and you may want to tell your friend Elio that Keya plans to put a claim on him,” Nesterin tells him. “The elf princess? She just got here,” Ajax says, rolling his eyes. “She says he’s her mate.” “I hope she’s strong because Elio is fire dragon and Lycan. He wasn’t unhappy about the idea of killing those who try to claim him. Now that I’m no longer available, his claims have nearly doubled.”

He wasn't giving me a gift; It was all from Elian, my boy, the sweetest soul always looking out for others. I stepped right into Cillian space, letting my dominant, dangerous feral aura crash down on him. "I do not care if you just gave me half the continent," I snarled, looking down at him with pure, unfiltered hatred. "I do not care if you call me an Alpha. You are holding my entire world in your arms right now not the East that you have given me, Warlord. If you ever let him bleed again... If you ever raise your hand to him... I will march my new Eastern pack right up to your stone walls, and I will rip your throat out."

That’s why he took my voice, right? Until now, I didn’t realize the extent of malice that resided inside Dustin Landric. I thought…he was a Lycan King, so there must be a few good bones in his body. But…he is beyond evil. What am I dealing with? For the first time since coming back in time, I find myself wondering what I got myself into. “ What is her connection to Elita? ” His sinister voice sounds muffled in my ringing ears. “ Connection? What connection can a dead person have with anyone? ” Ciena’s wicked laughter follows.

Dante growls into my ear, his surgeon’s precision turned filthy, his grip bruising my hips as he slams deeper, each thrust shaking me to my core. “You’re… you’re my alpha daddies,” I sob, the confession shattering as he drives harder, making my suspended body quake. “You’re my protectors! ” “That’s fucking right,” Elias snarls, the whip in his firefighter hand cracking across my ass cheeks hard enough to leave a burning mark. I whimper from the sharp sting, my body bracing harder against Dante while my chained hands grasp desperately at the links for something or anything to hold onto. “And who are you to us? ”Jaxon demands, the cage fighter in him making it an unbreakable order.

Fuck. “Tell me what you are and maybe I will spare your life,” he growls, his voice dripping with malice. His face is twisted into a sinister grin as the darkness within him engulfs his being. Unlike Calyx’s controlled darkness, Elio’s burns with a wild and uncontrollable intensity, leaving behind the faint smell of smoke. “Please,” I beg, desperation creeping into my voice as I cling onto any shred of our shared past. I was supposed to be his luna - his mate. “You have your secrets, but so do I,” I challenge boldly, fuelled by my fear and madness for daring to provoke him. A hint of a smile flashes across his face, but I can’t decipher its meaning - whether it’s amusement or something more