Ffm Mature Novels & Stories

We didn’t need to speak to one another as we lay against one another. We didn’t need to. Our silence spoke volumes. With our mate bond completed, I could sense what he was feeling. I knew his c*ck was stirring to life again, and he was thinking of going for another round! I rolled my eyes, realizing how insatiable he had become now. Suddenly, realization struck me and I paled considerably. “Shit!” I stilled, realizing what we had done. He forgot to use protection with me! “What’s wrong?” He gave me an agitated look.

Kale pov “Can I see your cock, Daddy?” The words hit me like a punch to the gut, soft, breathy, filthy, and so fucking sweet coming from Miles’s mouth. My dick throbbed violently against the confines of my slacks, already leaking enough to darken the fabric. Every filthy fantasy I’d buried for months roared to the surface at once: him on his knees, lips stretched wide, throat working around me while he whimpered and begged for more.

"Stop making excuses. I've already heard Father say that all our servants should treat you as courteously as they would treat a princess. Who else would you want to marry if not me? "Weren't you the one who declared that your wish was to marry me during the celebration of our coming-of-age ceremony back then? Because of that, even a three-year-old Silveranian child knows that you want to marry me now." Listening to him bring up the foolish things I did during my youth made me feel embarrassed. I certainly did many ignorant and daring things back then, during the time I still felt true admiration for him. As shame kept me from speaking up, Perry approached me and spoke to me through mind-link

It doesn't how different or same they are. I'll kill them all. “We have ten seconds before the..,” he didn't finish his sentence. The air warped slightly, a rotten smell blooming in the air with such a force I staggered back. Three of them manifested from thin air. They looked ragged, hair missing patches and skin the color of rotten tomatoes. Their eyes were sharp and lucid, in contrast with their appearance. My men took their stance and I smiled. It was a feral thing, this smile. My teeth were clenched and so was my nostrils.

"I do not want to hear this from my son." Emilio leaves as Gio looks at what Luca is searching on his phone. Giovanni giggles and I know this is about to be bad. Matteo looks over to the phone and blushes wildly. "This!" Luca says and shows me and Damian his phone screen where a drawing of a man laying his back getting throat fucked is displayed. He has a chocker around his neck in one picture and the next the choker is breaking open because of the dick in his throat. "That would not even work in real life," I say and Damian agrees with me.

I want someone I haven’t met before to be my mate I said, talking to myself. My mind spun as thoughts tumbled around half-formed as I pinched my eyes shut, thinking it would help me fall asleep. I tried to ignore those thoughts, but they persisted. I wish my mother could be here to witness my coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow. I miss her so much because she was the only person who truly loved me. I bit my lower lip to keep me from crying. Stop thinking. Stop thinking.

“They might not have turned yet.” “True, but that means my woman is going to be so damn young.” He groaned. “I’ll feel like a freaking pervert.” She chuckled. “Is that your problem? Feeling like a pervert?” “Wouldn’t you?” She thought about it. “I guess so. I hadn’t really thought about it.” “If my mate isn’t of age yet, that could mean yours isn’t either.” Maya rolled her eyes. “We do not need to have this conversation about mates right now, do we?”

Intimate. “You’re not walking away in eighty-three days,” Damien growled, slamming in deep and staying there, rotating his hips. “I’m going to pump so much cum into this hole you’ll be leaking me for weeks. Gonna keep you collared, plugged, and pregnant with my loads until you forget what freedom tastes like.” Kai’s eyes rolled back. The dirty breeding talk destroyed him. His cock pulsed untouched between their bodies, smearing pre-cum everywhere. Damien reached down and stroked him roughly. “Come for me. Now.”

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧-𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱

He sniffed at Dominic a bit longer and even nipped at where the mark would go but back up with a confused look on his face. When he finally locked his eyes on Jeremiah his eyes flashed a glow and he growled under his breath. He approached slower and was not aggressive at all as he approached him slowly. Jeremiah looked almost scared as Matthew reached out and caressed his cheek. He looked at us as if asking permission before looking back at Jeremiah and stating "Mate!" And kissing Jeremiah brazenly. We all held our breath as Jeremiah was not one to be manhandled at all but to our surprise he reached up and tentatively put his hands on Matthew's neck to pull him closer and deepened the kiss.