Eliza Watson Sex Novels & Stories

Prisila immediately bowed in front of her, but that woman just signalled with her hand to leave, and Prisila left instantly, leaving them alone. “The woman in these photographs is Ivara Theron Elzaek, the wife of my son, Theron Elzaek,” that woman's words shocked Eizlina. He already had a wife? Ivara Theron Elzaek?

She came until she was hoarse, body limp and satisfied. Rafael and Isabella visited for a "family council." The group session was legendary. All holes filled. Chains of bodies. Elena at the center, taking multiple cocks and fists while nursing from her breasts. Extreme orgasms, cum baths, and power exchanges. Celeste joined, expanding the circle. But new lies surfaced. Elias discovered old videos. We spun the story carefully, but the darkness was leaking. Victoria showed early rebellious streaks. Elena and I reaffirmed our bond daily. Slow, loving sex where I worshiped her changing pregnant body. Then savage sessions to release the tension, public risks in limos, rough hotel stays during bus

“You two were incredible,” Edmund said. I turned and found him offering me a flask “You especially, Eliza. You fight like a queen. Not a mere warrior.” I took the flask from him, grateful for the water. “Thanks,” I said, “It’s all muscle memory at this point.” “Oh, please,” Vivi cut in, throwing her arm around my shoulder. “Don’t let her fool you. Eliza has been given awards by the Lycan King himself for fighting in the war. Did I mention she was Captain of the most powerful team in the war?”

She obeyed and got on her all fours and I told her to open mouth and tongue out and behind her, I shoved my shaft into her wet pussy and I also signaled her husband Arthur to come here and fuck Eliza from behind. Eliza was now being fucked from both ends. My wife got under Eliza and started masturbating and shoving her deep inside her pussy making it ready for us. After seeing Eliza orgasmed twice and seemed pretty tired so we switched it and my wife was ready to volunteer to replace Eliza. Now It is my wife who turned to get a front and back fuck between Arthur and me. After Eliza got her strength back she got under her husband and started sucking his balls giving him great pleasure, this o

Eliza can still be considered young and innocent, and most importantly, Fredrik was the only man she had ever had sex with. Before him, she was so vulnerable that her senses were easily manipulated by him. She really had no control over herself when she was with him! When she sobered up from the wolf-like actions, Fredrik was already neatly dressed. He stood next to her while smoking. He lowered his eyebrows and looked over when he noticed Eliza's gaze. His gaze was on Eliza's thighs.

His pain healed almost because of the cold water and his fast healing power. Looking at the stars, he mumbled under his breath, “Sorry, Ky. I can’t really leave her alone. I want her. The more I am seeing her, the more I am carving for her. She is very mysterious. I need to know what is so special about her that is driving my Lycan insane.” Keir knew that he was playing with fire. Eliza was a werewolf. Any kind of relationship with a werewolf was a crime for Lycans. They both would be in trouble but she was like his guilty pleasure. After all, forbidden fruits taste the sweetest.

OMG. "What is it? You look like you've seen a ghost." Eliza asked, then leaned down, urging me to lean closer. "Is this a haunted house?" Though I gazed at her like she had lost it, she just continued. "If the house is haunted, then prepare yourself—ghosts have the biggest sex drives. If they touch you, you'll never need a man—" "Eliza!" I exclaimed, horrified while staring at her incredulously. Is she for real?

After a brief silence, Eliza nodded and said, “I can’t argue that. I don’t know what my problem is. It’s just that sometimes I feel like I don’t belong in this body.” “That’s crazy,” Reba scowled. “You have a great body. I’d take your body over mine any day.” That wasn’t the first time she’d made that type of remark to Eliza. With rich, dark, wavy hair that flowed over her shoulders, Eliza possessed a lean hourglass, five-feet-six-inch physique, Reba was more robust. The fact that her height was lucky to reach five-feet-two-inches with shoes on only proved to enhance her fluffy appearance. Bright red curls that were thick like a lion’s mane completed Reba’s disappointment in her lack of

"I said go away!" I slammed my foot against the door, the loud crash making Eliza gasp on the other side. "Take your hypocrisy and get out of my sight! If you don't leave right now, I'm calling the cops!" It grew quiet outside. After a few moments, the clicking of high heels started up again, fading further and further away. About ten minutes later, my phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number. It was Eliza. "Tomorrow night is the Wood Corp anniversary gala. You will attend as my spouse. Once it's over, I'll agree to the divorce."