Ever After High Male Characters 소설 & 이야기

He cut him off, making his point clear. “Yes sir.” the boy hung up. The girl smirked when she realized that Castiel Reed's soft heart had melted. “Where are they, Alicia?” he asked impassively.

“Yes, my mates…please each other, enjoy each other. I love watching you…let me feel you reach your peak. Feel each other through me, through our shared bond…feel me cum… YES! FUCK you six feel so good, I feel you, I feel your orgasms, all of them…yes, yes, I’m cumming…” Alsie’s orgasm crashed down on her and through all of her mates, sending all of them over the edge at the same time. Alsie squirted a load of her thin, white, watery slick all over Andrew’s fingers and Benji’s face. Her ass contracted around Osiris’s dick, clenching him tight until he drained every last drop of cum inside her. Alsie drank from Dante’s dick until there was nothing left. Kane came all over the floor, as Evander

She jolted when she heard a cold male voice in her ear. She looked over and found Ethan smoking a cigarette under the tree. The flicker of the lighter danced between the shadows on his face. He appeared satanic to Everly despite his good looks. Puffing, he cooed, "I've been waiting for you, Everly Hilton."

Then, he was holding a cigarette, and smoke curled out of his lips as he puffed it. I just stood there like I couldn’t move. “Closer,” he instructed, and I listened as I carefully walked towards him. Then, his eyes lifted to mine. Those dark eyes, and I saw his face clearly this time. My jaw nearly dropped as recognition dawned on me. Holy shit. He was the same guy from the club. But that was not all. He was Kayden Devereaux. He still looked as hot as he did back in high school, only now he looked like a man carved from sin itself. His face was more mature but more sexy. I was sure most women would swoon over him.

He had dark curls, green eyes, and a calm smile that carried no pity. “Miss Vale?” I looked at him. “I’m Adrian Bellini. My family funds part of Professor Shaw’s closed project. She asked me to make sure you got back safely.” I remembered Professor Shaw mentioning the Bellini family once during a project meeting, but I had never met him before. “Hello, Mr. Bellini,” I said. Behind me, Dante did not follow. This time, I did not look back. The car door opened. Beyond the city, the institute waited: the lab, the project, the life I had once thought I would never live long enough to claim.