Eloise Cressida Ao3 Novels & Stories

Zoe was acting like she wasn't having any effect on her. "What can I say. I'm not into nasty women who are centuries old. You don't turn me on. You turn me off." Zoe replied, trying to stay calm, not wanting to let her know Ryder was right outside. "I'm going to break you. When I'm done, you'll be screaming my name," Cressida snarled, burying her face back between Zoe's legs. She sucked and licked aggressively while sliding a finger in and out of her. She would make the princess come, and then it would be her turn. Cressida got wet just thinking about riding Zoe's face.

We needed my allies to be on my side; I didn’t need insubordination right before pulling off my big feat. “Eloise is powerful—I don’t know how powerful—and even though she isn’t a Primordial like her brother, she’s still useful as a vessel,” Nesko said. “Do you think she’s already been attacked?” “She has,” I said with a sinister smile. She dared not only to bond with another male but also to get pregnant by him—for that, she had to pay. She was my toy; I decided her life, her body, and her damn soul. My obsession with her was raw, deep, and dirty; the only thing getting in the way was my damn, brazen beast.

But deep inside, something twists. “Oizys is the goddess of pain. She can take this radiating sorrow off you. And Philote—sweet girl, she’s a minor goddess of love. She could sever your inconvenient bond with that wolf boy. Push it where it belongs. Wouldn’t that be easier?” She pulls the blanket from my head and starts brushing my hair. I feel it. The rhythm. The pressure. But it’s all so far away. I don’t speak. I don’t even blink when the door opens again.

Elsie's POV The large bed was screeching as my body was banging on the bed board, but I was unbothered. I wanted more, I wanted it deeper! I couldn't help but moan and bit my lower lip as my fingers almost went through the flesh on his back, pushing him harder toward me, wanting his strong dick as deep in as it could on the wet hole between my legs. As his warm minty breath was landing on my face and his hands were enjoying my breast, beads of sweat were coming out on my skin, evidence of my satisfaction.

he said as he handed his hand out to me. I pursed my lips as I looked at his hand in front of me. Was this guy flirting with me? "Uh, well…I'm Cresia but I'm taken." I was about to reached for his hand when I smelled a Creed Aventus scent beside me. "How's the food, baby?" Lenos asked me before he turned to the guy in front of me. "Sorry, Lagdameo. This is already my girl." "Don't worry, I'm not doing anything, Villarama," Cedrick answered with a small chuckle. "Nice to meet you, Cresia," he said to me before he left us.

The liquid rippled, showing the same girl again—older now, standing in a garden of moonflowers, a black scale pressed to her lips. Kael’s remaining eye gleamed with hunger. “Soon, little starlight,” he whispered. “Very soon.” The shadows swallowed him again. In the bowl, the girl looked up—as though she had heard. And for a heartbeat, the king’s dying heart stuttered in fear. Far to the north, in Wynnehold’s frost-rimed gardens, fifteen-year-old Elara Wynne knelt in the snow beside a half-dead rosebush, whispering to something only she could see.

“All of you. Facing away. Asses in the air. Now.” A flicker of confusion passed through Aida’s eyes, but it was quickly swallowed by raw arousal. They moved, scrambling to obey, turning their backs to me. Three perfect, round asses were presented, each slightly different. Aida’s was taut and powerful. Lorna’s was full and pillowy. Fe’s was sleek and tight, like the rest of her. I walked to my desk, opened a drawer, and took out a small bottle of oil. The snick of the cap opening made them all flinch.

Thoughts of us in the lake in that beautiful cave, flashed through my mind, and I blushed harder. "Do what?" Rory blinked. "Explain what is happening, please. I mean, I didn't know what I was doing. Did we mate?" I asked them, blinking my eyes, as I did. Lazarus cleared his throat, and got up. He made his way over to sit close to me on the bed. "You are mated to us, Elise. The three of us." As he spoke however, I spotted a foreign look flash through his eyes, making me frown a little. He didn't seem happy about it.

Eloise thought as she reached for Eloise’s hairbrush, collecting a few strands from the slightly strand-packed brush. Eloise reached into the pocket of her jeans to retrieve her handkerchief, where she safely stored the collected strands of Avery's ebony hair, after which she walked out of Avery’s room to the one she shared with Finn, who was now asleep, effects of the drugs in his system. Eloise walked up to him, a weak smile on her face as she ran her hands through his hair. Even with his fading life force, the mate bond was as strong as ever. Genela whimpered in her head and she let out an exasperated sigh.

"Elowen your pussy feels so hot rubbing mine. Our clits are sliding perfectly. I am getting close just from rubbing with you." Isolde kissed me while we moved. "You are such an enthusiastic submissive, Rose. Your moans show how deeply you crave this. We count two for Elowen now." Elowen came hard from our scissoring. Her release coated my pussy. I followed soon after. My first orgasm hit me while Isolde fingered me and Vespera sucked my breasts. I moaned loudly. "I am cumming! Owwwww, it feels so strong."