Flower Husbands Ao3 Novels & Stories

My head fell back against the tall flower behind me, The garden smelled of jasmine and chlorine from the nearby pool, but all I could focus on was him, the heat of his body, the roughness of his fingers, the way my thighs shook as he pushed two finger inside me, curling it perfectly against that spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids. He leaned in, his lips brushing mine without kissing me, he was teasing and torturing me. “Say it again,” he growled, adding a second finger, finger fucking me slow and deep right there in the open garden, my dress bunched up around my waist like a whore in heat. “Tell me to stop, tell me you don’t want this, tell me you’re not dripping down my hand rig

One invisible hand fisted her hair while the other reached around to rub her clit in firm circles. “Come for me again,” the voice commanded, rough with lust. “Let me feel this married pussy milk my cock.” The filthy words pushed her over the edge. Sophia came with a sharp cry, her walls clenching rhythmically around the thick, invisible shaft. The ghostly lover groaned and fucked her through it, then buried himself to the hilt and came. She felt every pulse as he flooded her with cool-then-warm cum, the sensation so vivid she could almost imagine it dripping out of her.

“Help, please save me!” Without any hesitation, Philip rushed to the woman. He grabbed the woman's hand, but at this moment, a strange smile appeared on the woman's face. The hand that Philip was holding was not a hand at all but the stem of a moonflower. That woman was simply an illusion. Countless moonflower stems wrapped around Philip's body. He tried to break free but to no avail. The sand seemed to drain Philip’s strength. Spikes appeared on the flower stems and pierced Philip's skin.

"No... Please... Let me go..." I raised my chin and stood on tiptoe, squeezing out a groan from my throat as I struggled one last time. The man seemed to grow more excited at that. He ripped my thong without any hesitation. I was doomed. Feeling the heat behind me, I closed my eyes in resignation and raised my hips obediently. I could only hope that he would not hurt me again after he found his release. Just then, a burst of laughter came from outside the alley—a few young men were chattering as they walked toward the alley.

Aether's Obsession is an explicit 18+ MM sci-fi romance. Contains **graphic sexual content** including: - Detailed oral, anal, fingering, rimming, and penetration scenes - Edging, teasing, marking (bites/bruises), possessive/dominant dynamics - Alien biology (ridges, self-lubrication, heat-like responses) - Size difference, power imbalance, and mild dub-con elements (biological compulsion/heat) Additional mature themes;

Her body vibrates her face was right in front of Flora as she bounced up and down seanleaf's d*ck. "Holy sh*t, f*ck!" Bloom groaned as the cloaked dark man crawled under her and slipped his dick inside her p*ssy. "Oh f*ck yes!" she cried out in pleasure as two c*cks thrusted into her at the same time. At this point flora was riding Seanleaf faster "Oh sh*t I'm gonna cum." she cried out. Seanleaf put his fingers in his mouth licking it, he took it out and slipped it into her butthole "Oh my holy mushrooms..." her body and voice vibrated.

His lips curled into a smile as he smached his lips on her. His inserted his one finger inside her flower, making her moan louder then before. He playing with her sensitive body, kissing and touching all the weak spots. Elena's hugged him, as he started to increase the speed and fingers in her flower. She already sensitive after doing it yesterday night now, it is making her feel so weak.

A familiar voice I heard. I saw Alpha Cougar's son behind her. My chest burned with rage as I watched him forcing her to open her legs. He grabbed her panties and tore it off of her. I caught the sight of her beautiful pink flower that was still untouched. Before I could think straight, I watched Loid placing his hand on her flower. He was rubbing her like a pervert.

The room with dim lighting created the same atmosphere filled with the breath of lust and sweetness. Declan's hands roamed all over her body, gradually moving up her thighs, past her waist, and into her bra. Hot hands with rough ridges burned every inch of flesh. Fidelia's body was like a blooming sunflower that slowly unfolded under his caress, emitting the most intoxicating, graceful, and gentle fragrance that made him even more infatuated.

His body presses me against the closet door, holding me open, forcing me to endure his every touch. He presses his thighs between mine, spreading me wider. His fingers pump inside me with slow precision, torturing me with each deliberate movement. “Stop fighting,” he growls, his thumb rubbing slow, circular patterns on my clit as he nips at my earlobe with possessive hunger. “I've jerked off to thoughts of you for three years, Rose. And for six months, I’ve watched you be his wife.” His fingers curl deeper, and I gasp, my body betraying me despite my resolve.