Exo Dirty Imagines Novels & Stories

Others were so ridiculous that Emma had to physically stop herself from commenting. Then Sofia found something. “Wait.” She opened a thread. The post was buried deep in a chemical trading forum. The discussion wasn't recent, but it contained several references to Thanox. They followed usernames. Old posts. Deleted comments. Archived conversations. One username appeared repeatedly. Sofia copied it into another search. Then another result appeared. And another. By the time they had finished digging, they had three names. Three separate sellers. Three different parts of the world. One in Singapore.

After a few attempts, she finally freed the beast and immediately took him into her mouth. "God, that's good," Dex groaned, his hand helpfully pushing down on her head. "I love getting head from my dirty little slut." A surge of arousal flowed through her as she heard him call degrade her a bit, eliciting a moan from around the girth of his cock. She pushed hard, feeling the very real need to take as much of his cock into her as possible in that moment. "My dirty little whore likes being called names, does she?" he continued.

Diane replied, but she knew how silly that excuse sounded. “Hmm … in my opinion, it is better not to take any chances. Men are dogs, and I should know, because I’ve had my fair share of heartbreak and betrayal from them over the years. I wouldn't trust any man, no matter how good he seems to be.” Nicole told Diane, joy bubbling within her. Let Diane also feel the pain of knowing that the man she loved had an interest in another woman.

Don XXX Watching my sexy girl who slept off immediately right after the long fuck I gave her tonight, am so sorry sexy girl, am apologising because this is the punishment you will get for all those hard on you gave to me, the punishment you get for being so sexy, the punishment you get for making me develop this crazy feeling which will erase from me ASAP!.

This was her second baby. And Dorian? He had been by her side every step of the way. Partner. Protector. Quiet anchor when she needed one. “I saw the early concept art for the fantasy expansion,” Dorian said, gesturing to the screen. “You’ve outdone yourself again.” Vera leaned back, her fingers tightening around the cup. “Let’s hope the market thinks so too.” “They will,” he assured, then tilted his head. “Especially once they see the teaser drop this weekend.”

But as I approached Dorian’s office, I heard his voice through the slightly open door, speaking urgently on the phone with someone. “Elder Rex, I’ve told you already and I won’t say it again,” Dorian was saying, his voice sharp with barely controlled frustration. “The woman you brought to my pack house cannot be my mate. I don’t care what blessed bloodline she has or what powerful alliances it would create with her family. I don’t care if she’s descended from the Moon Goddess herself.” There was a pause where Elder Rex must have responded, then Dorian’s voice came again, harder this time.

It looked like that there’s a young man confessing his feeling of love to the apple of his eyes. “Wow! It’s really beautiful!” Qeiza spontaneously admired the charms of the sparks on the night sky. The moon—which was still shrouded in clouds—actually increased the charms of the newly released fireworks. All of sudden Dae Hyun’s face with his intoxicating smile incarnated in the center of the beautiful circle of the sparks. “God!” Qeiza blessed and blinked fast. She was rubbing her eyes with unbelievable feeling. She might need to see a doctor. Lately she’s been frequently hallucinating.

What I didn't expect was how quickly Ethan managed to find my place. However, he looked utterly disheveled. His hair was messy, his clothes were torn and snagged from branches, and the exposed skin on his arms and neck was covered in swollen mosquito bites. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at me, desperation written all over his face. His voice came out rough and hoarse.

Someone was trying the code. Leo and Jessica went silent, staring at the door, tense and scared. "Who would show up right now?" Jessica asked, her voice shaking. The keypad beeped again and again, as if someone were trying different combinations. Then the lock clicked, followed by heavy footsteps. "Rex?" Jessica cried, panic cutting through her voice. The door flew open with a violent kick. The frame cracked with a loud bang. Rex charged in, a massive figure reeking of sweat and blood. He was well over six feet, all hard muscle, his face twisted with rage.

My body trembled, slick with sweat and arousal, every nerve ending on fire from the prolonged torment. He ripped the tape off roughly, the adhesive tearing at my sensitive skin, leaving my clit throbbing and achingly empty without the pressure. 'No!' I whined, my voice breaking into a pathetic plea, the sudden void making me clench around nothing. Zade laughed, a low, predatory sound that echoed off the glass walls overlooking the dystopian cityscape below—towering spires lit by flickering neon, a world of shadows and control. He tossed the egg-shaped toy aside carelessly, watching it roll under the desk.