Eve And Villanelle Fanfic Novels & Stories

Lucien asked in a low tone, reading her mind. He leaned in, and she inhaled sharply, her breath hitching under his gaze and the roguish smile at the corner of his mouth. “I wouldn’t mind, but darling Eve…you look like you were close to an orgasm. A good one at that.” “Perhaps—” his gaze dropped to her pants still bunched at her ankles. Eveline snatched them up quickly, her face red, “—I should finish the job, so the embarrassment on your face when the doors open would be worth it, at least.”

He’s watching me, studying me. “Cali…” “Evan.” I swallowed my fear of being rejected. “You’re serious?” “Yes.” “Yes.” “Yes?” Evan groaned, “just put me in you, dammit.” A wide grin almost tore my face in half as I impaled myself down on him, both of us moaning at the sensation, at the end of this torture I had planned. A perfectly laid plan. I leaned down to capture his lip in a searing kiss. He returned my kiss without hesitation and I reached for the knot tying his wrist, freeing him.

"You want me so badly, your thighs are slick with it." My knees buckled. He licked the sensitive spot on my neck, right where my mate gland pulsed beneath my skin. His scent tangled with mine, and I shivered as every cell in my body begged me to let him sink his teeth in. One bite. That’s all it would take. “What about Eve?” I repeated weakly, gripping the last thread of resistance I had left. Shahar smirked, tilting his head. "What about Eve?" His voice was mocking, teasing. "Eve will be fine. She doesn’t even love me anyway. I have a feeling she’ll give her blessings."

Elijah was sitting in the chair, and Violet was straddling him. They are having sex and Violet's dress is completely ridden off to her waist and I can see her naked ass and Elijah is grunting and pushing his dick into his eyes. They both groaned and moaned with each other. The entire room was filled with the sound of their bodies meeting, their moans piercing through the air like acid to my ears. I wanted to run, to escape, but my legs felt paralyzed. Then, I heard their low grunts, and Elijah, who had been with his eyes closed, now opened them, locking eyes with me. His face was devoid of emotion, but I felt a deep sense of betrayal wash over me. I knew it was natural for mates to be togeth

Eve had a thing for my abs, and the thought of distracting her even for a moment made me feel like I had a sliver of control again. "She really does love petting your belly," Vance said with a satisfied hum. I laughed. "Thanks for that image. Now I'll never think about it any other way." "You're welcome." When I walked out, I caught Eve tracing the lines of my abs with her eyes. The look on her face was intense, focused, and a little hungry. It made my heart race. "Well, at least they're not kissing," Vance muttered. "Maybe you should have sex with her. Be loud about it. Make sure that asshole hears every single thing."

"I can see it written all over your face. That is the look of a woman who is getting thoroughly dicked down. Multiple times. By multiple men." She leaned in conspiratorially. "So? How is it? Scale of one to ten? And don't you dare hold out on me....I've been living vicariously through my romance novels for months. I need details." Eve laughed despite her embarrassment. This was so Maya...cutting straight through any awkwardness to the heart of things, demanding truth with that irreverent humor that had first made them friends. "It's... intense," Eve admitted, her cheeks still burning. "They're very... thorough."

She lets out a gasp when I begin to trail kisses down her neck and tilts her head, burying further into the pillow. Her hands fall to my shoulders with a firm grip. But I don’t stop. Not even for a second. My fingers encircle her hips as my lips slide down to her collarbone like melted butter. Every kiss is an explanation of my desperate love for her. “Zack,” she begins, trying to keep her voice steady. “What do you think might be Marcellus’ next step?” I lift my head and press my forehead against hers. “To kill me?” “Seriously?” A crease forms between her eyebrows.

"Tell me where she is." "Everything has a price. We need to make a deal," Bellie bargained smoothly. "What do you want?" Parawee demanded. "I want that man to go down in flames right alongside your ex-wife. That's all I want." Bellie clenched her fists tightly. "Look at the two of them. They're out there living happily ever after, while we... judging by the look on your face, you're not exactly living the dream, are you?" She deliberately poked at his deepest wounds. Judging by the man's haggard, exhausted appearance, her assumption was dead on. He looked utterly miserable.

As soon as she sprang forward, I kicked her to the ground and slapped her repeatedly until her face swelled. Giselle pressed her hands to her face, glaring at me with fury. "Why does everyone like you? Mom and Dad boasted about you at the base, saying you were truly worthy of being their daughter. Shawn loves you, everyone admires you, and now you're the top scorer!" I crouched low, leaning close to her ear. "Do you know why the zombies never came this time?" Terror filled her eyes. She laughed and cried, teetering on the edge of insanity. "So you were reborn too! That's why…"

Alpha Evan said with a radiant smile, letting her hand go and looking like he meant every word. Miss Lillian's blush seemed to deepen at his words. "The pleasure's all mine," she managed to squeak out, her voice sounding shrill. "She never told me how beautiful you are, Miss Lillian. Seems she wanted to keep you all to yourself," Alpha Evan teased lightly and I watched fascinated as Miss Lillian's blush darkened some more. The woman was blushing hard, even the tips of her ears had turned red.