Game Of Thrones X Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

Burning me alive with pleasure. With one last deep thrust, Jeremy pulled out, then with a groan so deep I felt it in my throat, he spilled his thick cum all over my stomach.

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

I say thoughtfully, earning a grin from the three of them. Lina suddenly changes the subject, pulling out her phone. "Oh, girls, read this. I was reading some smut last night, and I can’t figure out how... they were even positioned." She hands me the phone, and we huddle together to read the passage, Charlotte still on my lap, Hannah leaning in, and Lina half-turned on the table. The text is a tangle of limbs and dominance:

Fifty Shades of Grey. He remembered the time Rohan came to his house with this exact book, laughing like crazy because his stepdad had caught one of his stepsisters, only twelve years old, trying to read it. The man had lost it. To make things worse, Harry had read some of it out loud, and both Rohan and Skull had nearly passed out from laughing. And now here it was, in Daisy’s hands. Why in the world was sweet Daisy reading this nonsense? And worse… why did the thought turn him on? Jaxon dropped into the seat beside her and noticed how she tensed slightly. “You read this stuff?” he asked, managing to keep a straight face, though it was hard.

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

Lemon mixed with cinnamon, unique and addictive. ‘MATE! MATE!' Xan whispered and half-shifted. His golden fur covered my arms and sharp claws emerged from my fingertips. Next to me, Herod underwent the same shift. Xan and Xin grabbed the locker door and forcefully tore it off As the scent intensifies, we are enveloped in a stronger haze and take deep inhales. I need my mate, NOW!...

Ashley added and sat on the bed waiting for him to come out. Ashley was on her phone when Xavier stepped into the bedroom, he was drying his hair off with a towel while another one hung dangerously low around his waist. Ashley’s eyes darted to him when she perceived his scent. Her eyes roamed around his perfectly sculpted abs, his bulked-up muscles, and the right amount of hair across his chest. “We must stay focused Ash, remember we have to confront him on why he lied to us” Xena managed to cut in as she also drooled over the Greek god of a mate she has.

His laptop was connected and I was pulled back to stay under his arm while we were cozying up to each other and started watching his favorite BDSM p**n. I couldn't stop smiling at the cringe p**n opening line. But I kept on watching while feeling him rubbing my shoulder, and adjusting his bulge several times as he was watching the scenes intensely. He would kiss my temple and pull me closer but didn't act further. Not until I decided to stroke his erection. "Kyle, you still have a fever. I can finish off myself, we can play some other time." "It's not that bad." "Baby, you need to rest. I'm not going anywhere." He kissed me while once-again adjusting his erection.

Voice so familiar drawl. My eyes pry open, slowly. The harsh light is gone; the curtains are drawn, leaving the room dim. And then standing before me is Xaden. He’s wearing nothing but low-hanging pants, his bare chest on display, muscles flexing with every subtle movement. For a split second, my mind betrays me... He almost looks like Damon. I grit my jaw so hard I can hear a sound. “What do you want, Xaden?” I spit, my voice edged with venom.