Femboy Raiden Romane & Geschichten

"Naomi Bradford is here." "Is that what got you in this fit?" Raiden questioned harshly, clearly, today was packed with fake emergencies. "The she-devil is here. I am pretty sure that's cause for concern." Felix threw his arms in the air as he stood up. Ivory stifled a laugh remembering when she called Raiden a devil. If she hadn't been aware of the woman's true character she would think them an apt couple. However, as much as Raiden was cold she knew he deserved better.

From the shadows emerges an elderly pack member: Mira, her silver braid glistening softly in the moonlight, wise eyes meeting mine kindly. “Siena,” Mira greets warmly, stepping forward carefully. “Couldn't sleep either?” I force a polite smile, shaking my head gently. “My thoughts won't settle tonight.” She nods knowingly, sitting beside me on an old, fallen log. “Memories haunt us all sometimes,” she murmurs softly. “Even him.” My heart tightens painfully. “Raiden?” Mira nods slowly, eyes distant with memory. “Before responsibility hardened him, Raiden was different—light-hearted, compassionate, fiercely protective. He laughed freely, loved deeply, wore his heart openly on his sleeve. Losin

That’s all. She looked us over. Then nodded once, slowly. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood.” Kiran leaned in and muttered, “Please don’t make another sarcastic comment right now.” I didn’t. Instead, I lowered my hand and said, “Thank you.” “My name is Kalilah, and this is my brother Kiran.” The girl huffed. “Jasmine. The one with the pink dyed hair is Mari, the guy with the eyepatch is Aidan, and the one with the curly black hair that is way too beautiful for his good is Nathan.”

“She was three women ago, my little flower. The only name I cannot forget is yours.” “Go away, Raiden.” He chuckled and glanced at Ailema, who was watching him firmly. “I’ll see you tomorrow… by the way, that dress is gorgeous.” I gave him a glare, but he simply winked one of those bright blue eyes of his before he walked off. “Well, he is charming.” Ailema replied with a knowing smile. “He’s a player.” Raiden was a year older than me, and he always flirted with me, but it was just that. Playful flirting.

She got back up and started licking her body, leaving hickeys all over her. Ray was breathing heavily and kept looking at Ava, even though she had reached her limit already, she was hungry for more. Ava noticed it too and pecked on her lips before she got up again and looked at the toys that were lying beside them. They were mostly vibrators or dildos. She picked up a strap-on dildo and wrapped it around her waist. It was huge and Ray started at it with hungry eyes. "Fill me in..." She said and laid back again. Ava smirked for this girl didn't know what she was stepping into.

She tried to run back with her children but something swiftly ran towards them. It was a human and a female one. She was putting on all black and her face was masked. Luca halted on his tracks. The lady's aura was just double of his. She was seething within. She flipped out a long stick from no where and swung it on the she-wolf. The girl winced and fell to her knees. Luca knew the girl was trouble. His dad had warned him about meeting Raven. In fact who was this Raven? Luca advanced towards her and tried to aim at her with his pistol. He had just his pistol and if that does not do the job of protection, he would use his second option of trying to deceitfully attack from behind.

At the age of twelve, Raiden entered the training ground to become a hunter. He wanted to dedicate his life to protecting everybody in the village. He knew that he was adopted, but he had no recollection of his biological parents. He had witnessed several killings and werewolf attacks at a young age. He aims to completely get rid of the werewolves before he enters into a family affair. He was looking into creating a family with his crush, Harriet. She was an adopted daughter of his mother's sister. They are not blood-related, but they are too close to each other.

When I was, I was a ghost in a suit. No. It wasn’t mine. It couldn’t be. Which meant— Raiden. Florence Hart was pregnant. With Raiden Black’s child.

Raiden threatened and even though I knew he wanted me too much to stop moving, I took his words seriously. I kept my gaze locked on his dark orns as I whimpered like a slut, “Fuck me like your slut, Alpha. I want to be your slut.” But I was Aurelia and as much as I tried, I still sounded like myself but Raiden didn’t laugh. Instead, he grew bigger within me, fucking me against the bedroom door like I was some slut he picked up from a bar. And goddess, did I enjoy it… more than Lia, the mother of two beautiful kids and an uptight warrior should.

I’m Jasmine, a 19-year-old femboy, and this is the story of how I became Ren’s submissive plaything. It all started when Ren and I met online, bonding over our shared interests in BDSM and strap-on play. We clicked instantly, and before long, we were planning to meet up and take our virtual fantasies to the real world.