Fanfic Lemon Novels & Stories

He looked straight at his nephew, a dark, arrogant smirk playing on his lips while he continued thrusting into me without slowing down. “You heard me, Liam,” Damon said calmly, voice rough with pleasure. “Your girlfriend is busy. She’s finally getting fucked the way she deserves.” I whimpered, pushing my ass back to meet Damon’s thrusts. The thrill of being watched — of Liam seeing me like this — mixed with the intense pleasure and made me even wetter. “Damon… oh god, your cock feels so good,” I moaned, loud enough for Liam to hear. “It’s so much bigger… so much thicker than his…”

Casey saw that she was ignoring her and wanted to say something else when she saw that Riley had come over with the steak and the sauce was mixed to her liking. “Well …… is this taste, can be too delicious, Riley I love you so much.” With that, Casey gave a flying kiss towards Riley. Riley took Casey’s kiss in a cooperative manner, showing the best of doting. Casey took two bites in a row, which revealed the lemon that had been pushed far away by Aimee. She frowned a little and turned to Aimee and said, “Hey, are you not a fan of lemons?” Aimee gave her a raised eyebrow and ignored her.

Natasha stepped in to scoop up the crying Elara, while Leon remained perfectly unbothered in his world. "Jealous of your own children?" I teased, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. "Maybe. You were mine first," she whispered. She took my hand from her waist, guiding it upward until my palm rested over her breast. "I’m always going to be yours, Emi. Now and forever." I leaned in, my voice dropping to a whisper as I pinched her nipple through the fabric. A soft moan escaped her. "Get a fucking room," Nora scoffed. She picked up Leon, muttering something about me getting Emilia pregnant again before they even made it to the bedroom.

“Let's just cut to the chase.” I rubbed my chin, immersed in thought. Knowing that she was right. “You read my fucking mind,” I smirked. I took steps closer to her, closing the gap between us, before I crashed my mouth down on hers, tearing off her tiny excuse for clothes. That little bodysuit, and those tiny, tiny shorts. If Sofia couldn’t satisfy me… Then Carmen for sure fucking could. 29 sofia ONE WEEK LATER I took a long, warm shower, and then dried my hair.

“I didn't know he was your friend. That's the most powerful Lycan alive, despite how sad the story of his path to becoming one of our kind is. I guess you know that… you said he's your friend, so I guess you know the story.” Jenny couldn't be sure that her father even spoke of the right person — the one who had saved her on that night, whose scent she sought, but she needed her story to fit in. “Yes I do, Father. He talks to me about it sometimes, and it's indeed heartbreaking.”

I moaned into his skin, the sound escaping slightly as a low, vibrating hum. Leo was being vigilant, his eyes darting toward the kitchen doorway every few seconds. He pulled his hand away from my mouth for a second to lick my ear, his breath hot and ragged. He was groaning low in his throat, a sound so quiet it was almost a purr. He reached around and started to flick my clit with his thumb while he hammered into me from behind. I was shaking, my knees buckling as he hit my sweet spot over and over. “We need to change”, he hissed into my ear.

"So you see, whatever the moon goddess thinks she's doing right now, she's made a mistake. I'm not someone worth choosing. I'm not someone worth anything." I expected him to look uncomfortable. I expected him to reconsider, the way people always did when they realized how much damage had already been done to me. Instead, Zander Cane slowly lowered himself down onto one knee in front of me. My breath caught. He looked up at me from that position, this powerful, legendary Lycan King kneeling in the dirt of the woods as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Tana." He said my name like he had always known it. "What was done to you was cruel. And whoever did it to you was a fool."

And as if feeling it too, Damon moved his hand lower and thrusted two digits into Lilliana's small opening. He carefully watched her face contorted in pleasure as he pumped his fingers in and out the girl's dripping core. Lilliana's loud moans and pleas for more only encouraging him to thrust them harder and deeper inside her. Leaning closer to the girl's ear, he whispered “Cum for me babe” the authority in his tone, tearing the thread that had been holding the bubble of pressure close in the lowest pit of Lilliana's stomach close in half. The girl's legs and stomach tensed, her wall clenching and unclenching around the man's dangers as the pressure spread through her body… setting it on fir

She whimpered, her pussy clenching around nothing. “You’re such a slut, aren’t you?” Jay taunted, spanking her again. “You love being used.” “Yes…” she whispered, her voice shaking with need. “I love it… I love it so much…” Liam tilted her chin up, forcing her to look into his golden eyes. “You’re gonna show us just how much, baby.” Jay knelt behind her, spreading her cheeks wide. His tongue flicked against her tight hole, making her jerk with a startled cry. He licked her there slowly, teasing her puckered entrance before moving down to her dripping pussy, feasting on her juices.

He smirked, pulling me into the car. The chauffeur had a smile on his face as he briefly nodded his head, acknowledging me, and I replied with a sweet smile. Just then, Mason settled in beside me, and I turned to hug him, wait! Was that what I think it was? No, it couldn't be. That was an outline of a woman's lipstick. A woman's fucking lipstick.