Fem X Fem Novels & Stories

Damien frowned and then opened his mouth but closed it when Theo turned and faced Xavier. “I think you should allow Damien and I to have our tubes removed. It's the most effective way for submissives to make sure they don't get pregnant again. Removing the fallopian tubes ensures our wolves can't reverse the process when we shift. We’ll still have our hormones, we still experience our heat cycles, we just won’t release an egg into our uterus and get pregnant. I would highly suggest agreeing because I'm pretty sure Damien will follow through and try to castrate you If you get him pregnant again.” Theo explained

She claps excitedly, damn near squealing for the whole building to hear. My face ignites, turning redder than a stop sign. Of course Maya would pivot straight into my sex life. But still, my mind lingers on the image of her curled into Winifred’s side, then Winifred’s soft smile, and the almost-touch that felt far too intimate. Though I know nothing about my assistant's sexuality nor do I want to, on the other hand, I know my best friend really well. Yemaya has always been an advocate for sex—what did she like to call it again? Oh right, “horizontal cardio for the soul.” She’s preached the gospel of orgasms more times than I can count. But one thing I don’t ever remember? Her swinging the ot

That was why we did it this way. “Our girl was fucking glorious today,” Xander praised and traced her peaks with his tongue before biting down on them. “Our warrior goddess,” I said before plunging two fingers deep into her and hitting her g-spot. She whimpered and groaned out. Her lust was through the roof, and I doubted she could even think coherently. Good. Xander’s claw traced along her porcelain skin, leaving his marks behind. She tried to buck, wanting more, and needing more, but I held her pelvis down. Xander made a deeper mark on the inside of her thigh, drawing just a few drops of blood.

“Our bond is severed from this day forward.” “Harad, no,” Xanne pleaded desperate as she collapsed to the floor. “You're making a mistake. Eon is also my mate. Of Cissy and mine. We have three mates!” Completely stunned, I stare at the woman before me. "What exactly is this? Can you please explain what you mean?" I exclaimed horrified. Xanne is on her knees with a face twisted in pain. She clutches herself tightly, trying to endure the agony she's feeling. "Eon, Herod and you are the mates of Cissy and me," she clarifies. "You are not mated among yourselves, merely mated with the two of us."

Although the impact unexpectedly restored my mental capabilities, I chose to maintain the facade of my previous condition. Fenelle played a crucial role in my supposed rehabilitation, guiding me through fitness exercises and neurological-stimulating massages. These sessions provided a level of physical closeness with her that I was unwilling to forfeit. During our scheduled workout today, Fenelle donned a form-fitting pink yoga ensemble that accentuated her curves. As she followed a workout on television, she performed several demanding poses, encouraging me to mimic her movements. One particular cat-like stretch, in which she pressed her chest to the floor and elevated her hips, was incredi

It was, perversely, the perfect cover for an incubus in withdrawal. His assigned partner was Faye. She was a woodworker, her hands calloused and strong, with a steady gaze that saw more than most. She didn’t flinch when they were paired for the first exercise, “Non-Sexual Touch Exploration.” In a small, private side-room with beige walls and a single worn mat, she simply looked at him. “So. A pleasure demon wants to learn about human touch.” “The currency of my kind is want,” Xaphan said, the words feeling foreign. “We inspire it, we consume it. We do not… share it. Not like you do.”

Two seats away Xena sat inspecting one of her silver arrow tips, and now that he has energy he could kick his own hindquarters for not taking her back in that medbay, she was a masterpiece, and thinking of it he couldn't remember the last time he had some good spicy sex? One of two women in the Cross, the other was her... He scanned to find Nightingale right across from him, she as well a piece of art, her mustard yellow eyes had an exotic gold glint when the light caught them just right, and that was thanks to her half wolf side. Now that Villa Du Bois left the Cross she was top dog among the two women, but Danté wouldn't count Xena out just yet, that compound bow had a powerful kick, he on

Fred said, “I do enjoy you having me, even I want us to be doing it every day, It will make us get close to each other” Fathia said, and she moves closer to Fred, she started massaging his chest, and she held his dick, and said, “this is my property, promise me that you will never use it on anyone or any other woman,” Fathia said, “Are you a woman?“ Fred said, “yes now, am more than eighteen years,” Fathia said, “don't look at my body weight, I want you to see me as a woman,” Fathia said,

I gasp when he lifts me suddenly so I wrap my legs around his waist. Shit! I want to protest since it feels uncomfortable opening my legs wide while having a tampon in my panty. He walks us over to my living room and he sits on my couch with me straddling him. He starts kissing me gently again and his hands travel inside my large jacket. "Emilio..." I moan when I felt his hands pushing my bra aside before grasping my sore breasts in his large hands and began squeezing them. I groan slightly because of the sore pain. Sore breasts during menstruation is a real bad thing.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”