Erkenci Kus Fanfiction English Novels & Stories

Wence pushed me to the bed that made me lay on the bed and Ken start Eating my pussy and Wence sat down in my face and made me suck his fucking dick. The room is fulled by our moan. Ken start eating my pussy he entered his tongue in my pussy that made me more moan and Wence still keeping me sucking his fucking dick when he was about to come he come in my fucking face this fucking asshole i said to my mind. After that we exchanged positions I’m standing now infront of me is Ken and in my back is Wence, I don’t what we’re going to do but the only thing that I’m sure is they will both enter me from my ass and pussy. I was right when Wence finished what he doing in my ass they immediately entere

I, however, dismissed this, and we all continued to have a cool evening at the beach shack dinner joint. Ken is a twenty-five-year-old white male, tallish and pale, with cropped curly sandy hair. His eyes are blue as planet earth viewed from space, and he is devilishly naughty when he smiles. He loves to kitesurf, dive, adventure, gym and is a sculpted, handsome man. He is big and a beast of sorts. Not my type, at all. He sleeps with whomever, whenever and is known to claim he can have whomever he wants. Recently, he left a beautiful and talented graphic designer whom he swears was the one, as her mother was a right pain in the ass. We are classmates, and from the moment he touched me as the

Instead, here I was, forced to dress in some common, oversized cotton fleece and head up a dirty mountain with a stubborn, demanding mortal. Fine. If I wanted to get my hands on those incredibly precious, ancient black dragon coins, I would just have to play along with this tedious human game a little longer than expected. Controlling her hands, I quickly pulled on the sweatpants and tied the laces of the sneakers. I walked back out to the foyer, delivering a smooth, seamless lie through Aylin’s perfectly smiling white teeth. “I’m so sorry, Eren, but Kenan couldn’t make it today. He called me earlier and said he wasn’t feeling well at all today. I’m truly sorry he’s not here to join us.”

When Danica gave her that evil glower that she’d only recently blessed me with, my friend’s chin lifted high as she said, “Don’t think you can intimidate me. I’ve seen sad cases like you before. Beautiful on the outside but ugly on the inside. You have to cling to the man by offering him your pooty-tang in hopes it will be enough to snare him into something more permanent since your winning personality doesn’t cut it. Trust me when I say this. Werewolf or human… if he can get the milk without buying the cow, he’s gonna keep doing it until a new and more challenging cow comes along. Maybe even for a while afterward since the new cow knows better than to put out like some desperate whor

She took a shuddering breath, setting down the cup of coffee that I guessed had been for me before she crossed the room, murder in her eyes. "I want to fucking hate you right now," she spat, voice trembling. "But I'm just so damn glad you're here for me to hate!" "Don’t be so hard on her, Kenz," Marcus cut in smoothly. Kenz? Since when had they gotten close enough for nicknames? What the hell had I missed these past few weeks? "Oh, fuck off, Marcy," Kenzie shot back, eyes narrowing. "I go to one fucking dance recital, and this happens."

Before he could start to truly panic though, the hot mouth sucked on his fingers, and a tongue licked them and teeth scraped against them. Kenchiki looked on with wide eyes as his fingers were licked, sucked, and scraped by teeth and couldn't stop the reaction down below. His eyes got even larger as the warm mouth surrounding his fingertips sucked him in until the knuckle. He gulped, transfixed. His knees became weak, and he dropped down beside the bed carefully so as not to wake its occupant and placed his head gently on his brother's naked chest, moaning at the feel of that warm, wet mouth around his fingers and imagining it somewhere else. This was such sweet torture. **********

More anger surges through the bond, causing frowns to form on my mates faces as they look between the two of us sitting naked on the bed. “What has got you so worked up?” Kenji breaks the silence, his concentrated look glued on Lucern. Lucern looks away from me to glance over at Kenji, disbelief once again taking hold of the features on his face. “Our mate-” he places emphasis on the word mate. “Has the crazy idea of attempting to bring her sister back from the dead.” Kenji turns to me in disbelief, his reaction causing me to squirm in my place on the bed. “Is this true?” He asks, not daring to move from his place beside my mates.

He lay down on the bed, curiosity twinkling in his eyes as I traced a finger along his chest on to of him I was nervous I'd never done this, I could only hope all my years of reading smut didn't go to waste. I took off my shirt as I watched him, his hands reached for me when I unclasped my bra and I slapped it away, telling him to wait I stood up do take of my skirt, keeping my eyes on him, his eyes darkened when I slipped of my panties, dangling it from my finger before dropping He was getting impatient, I could see it from the way his hands tightened beside him and his eyes darkened as though he wanted to swallow me whole

My scream made several people around us immediately turn their heads and stare at us in awe. "Save me!" I shouted while gripping Kenan's jacket sleeve. "Saved you from what? No one would dare touch you here!" Kenan looked at me, then shook his head slowly. "Those silly girls are after me! She's got some sauce! I don't want to dirty my uniform again!" I whined. Kenan frowned in confusion. "Who is that silly girl you mean?" asked Kenan while looking around us. "Yufi! The crazy girl who cursed me and made my life feel like hell for a few days!" I said it quickly.

he thought. Unexpectedly Kenra covered his mouth with his left hand because he was laughing, and now Kenzi was frowning. "Uncle, is it okay? Can't speak fluently?" Kenra asked, still a smile on her lips. Kenzi also smiled awkwardly; he scratched the back of his neck that didn't itch. It's like dealing with a woman her age, but this is more thrilling. "N-no, un-uncle didn't stutter." Kenzi denied it. Kenra laughed again, and it looked cute.