Novel & Cerita Game Of Thrones Si Fanfiction

Sierra's POV “My masters—the men who owns my fate—please use me as your personal fuck toy.“ Riven crouch lower to my level, trail his fingers along my collarbone and I gasp softly. Then he lift my tits in both hands, clasp them together, and press his thumb on the swollen peaks. I moan, my back arching as I present all of myself to him. My hands tightens around their legs. “My tits is so heavy, Riven.“ My voice is broken—almost sound like I want to cry. “Look at you, Sierra,” he sneers, shaking my breasts. “These tits are driving me crazy. It's a pity your useless husband doesn't know how lucky he was, but now.. your tits, your tight sweet cunt—everything at all—belongs to us.“ Rafe also cro

Luca said quietly. "So am I," Sienna said, pausing at the door. "I'm sorry I fell in love with a man who's still in love with a ghost. I'm sorry I believed you when you said you'd choose reality. I'm sorry I wasted months in this beautiful prison thinking fantasy could ever compete with truth." He found himself at Sienna's old room, the room she'd moved back to permanently two weeks ago. He knocked, but there was no answer. He tried the handle. Locked.

They replayed with every sip, every breath. She wanted him. The knowledge was a poison and a drug all at once. He should tell Vanessa. He should draw a line so sharp it cuts this fantasy to pieces. But instead, he found himself replaying the look in Sierra’s eyes when she teased him, the way her lips parted when she caught him staring. He thought of the way her handwriting curved across the page, desperate and raw. And he knew he was already too far gone. The next morning, Sierra passed him in the hallway, her robe tied loosely, damp hair clinging to her neck. She smiled faintly. “Morning.”

Prince Kohl grinned broadly as she opened the door, expressing excitement and love. Why don't you watch the games? I just want to watch you." They chuckled. "You know, it's disrespectful to the queen of the iron throne that you are here and I can't be there," he added. He gave her a hug, and they had a passionate kiss. They shared another kiss, but this time the atmosphere was strong, with two lovers' sexual thoughts and desires filling the room. They desired more. When Naomi pulled him over, their bodies were overcome with goosebumps after a burst of light passed through their heads. The kisses they exchanged travelled from the east to the west, then to the south and back to the north.

“It kills me. But I’d rather die protecting you than watch him break you again.” Soren’s arms tightened around me possessively, but his forehead dropped to mine, his breath shaky. “I rejected you twice because I was terrified I would end up like Dad, destroying the one good thing I have. But I love you, Sienna. Not in the stepsister version but the real one. The girl who bit her lip and squirted just because I called her curves perfect.” His voice cracked a bit, and I felt the wetness of his own tears against my skin. These were real tears coming from the boy who never cried.

His body was so large and broad that he covered the majority of that little Runt's tiny body with his. "Unless you plan on watching while I please my mate, then get the fuck out!" He snapped. Sienna had enough of this stupid plan of Rachel's. It obviously didn't get the effect she wanted it to. She grabbed Rachel's hand and led her out in the hallway as the sounds of passionate love-making never stopped for a second. Sienna slammed the door behind Rachel and growled at her. "Are you stupid?" Rachel's eyes were wide in disbelief. "I screamed, he didn't even attempt to stop. He didn't care I was there, like.. I was insignificant, like I was a ghost.." Sienna shrugged. "That's just our luck." R

Then, after a pause, “But we’re not siblings.” The world collapsed. The words detonated inside me, louder than thunder. “No…” My voice broke, barely more than a whisper. “That’s not true. Don’t say that. I’m your sister. Stop joking like this.” Silence. He just stared, an unreadable battle raging in his eyes. “I’m not joking. We are not related by blood. Your mother never told you the truth.” His voice trembled, but his determination was clear. “I’ve loved you for a long time, Sienna. More than a brother should.”

“Exactly what you see, Sidd. Be careful the way you speak to my girlfriend. I won’t spare a second to punch sense into your thick skull if you dare try to touch her.” “Come on, hon. We are running late already,” I spiced it up, cooling him down by rubbing my palm against his chest up and down. Sidd was burning with anger. We walked out on him. Siya’s POV “Aaaaagh!” I wailed, making my sore throat tear apart. It felt like my throat was pulled out. I can’t believe this is happening to me right now. The pain of losing Veer to Nadia

Her breaths were hot and quick and her moans were soft and shy. They surrendered to their intimacy without restraint. Their heavy breathing echoed in the dimness of the study. … Sienna lay exhausted on Daniel's chest, nearly falling asleep. He gently ran his fingers through her long hair and murmured, "Promise me you'll stop writing such a heartbreaking novel. They sour my mood." Sienna hummed in a sleepy tone. "Did you go to the opening ceremony today?" Daniel asked. Sienna made another hum and said, "Unfortunately, I ran into Vivian again. Her way of speaking is still as infuriating as ever."

“Is he really having a girlfriend and it didn’t seem because no girl could survive a relationship with him as he was very rude but girls want to be with him and they are ready to die for him, maybe his girlfriend was involved in them.” Sia was creating anything in her mind which didn’t even exist. Suddenly Sia remembered Jenny and she said to herself that she didn’t have the right to think about Ronin because Jenny liked her so much and if she thought about Ronin,it was like cheating on her best friend. Sia made herself busy in studies so that she couldn’t think about Ronin, but Ronin was very stubborn,he was not ready to came out of her mind. Here Ronin was sleeping into his bed as he was h