Grunts

"Xavier...hmm, ah." I grasp his soft-lock while grinding faster against him. I hear him moan and grunts so I keep going harder, faster. "Fuck baby, you're making me want to fuck you all the time." He rasps and my body shivers. Oh god did I want him to always fuck me, destroy me, let me see stars.

The news of the creature of the night has spread all over the city like wildfire. People are said to be missing every day, but to DeLorna, it was nothing but a folktale. She never believed a bit of it, she sees it as a way people wanted to grow famous. But one night, DeLorna is shocked by the incident which took place a few hours ago. She was scared and she felt like staying over at her friend's place to spend the night but she couldn't because it was already late that night. That very night, the creature came to her room. Knowing her thoughts and how much she disbelieved the news, he decided to pay her a visit. DeLorna didn’t realize who he was, but she heard before he left, "I will come back for you for YOU ARE MINE and MINE ONLY." He grunts out and before she could give a reply or question the stranger he disappeared at a very fast pace. THIS IS WHEN IT ALL BEGAN . . . Find out more in STORY. Don't miss OUT this Epic Story

Susanna Winchester is killed at the hands of her mate Charles Vincent and best friend Jenny Bloom as they want to gain the Alpha and Luna position of her pack and the magical power she possesses. She never imagined in her worst nightmare that they could do something like this to her ever whom she loves dearly with all her heart. While dying she asks for forgiveness from the Moon Goddess for disrespecting her decision and not waiting for her fated mate. She wishes for a second chance to correct her mistakes and luckily The Moon Goddess grunts her wish and gives her second life. Then she plots to take revenge on the person who killed her in her last life. But while taking revenge she falls into a forbidden love. No matter how much she resists herself she can't help pulling towards her foster brother. Who is a forbidden fruit to her.  Will she able to find true love this time or this love will bring destruction in her life. 

Oh yeah,” she let out a strangled moan when his girth hit her spot and the sensation almost made her combust on the spot. His hand dug into her hair as he drilled into her repeatedly, letting out muffled grunts with each thrust. As she held onto his rippled muscles on his back, drawing him close, Camille knew she shouldn’t be doing this, letting her best friend’s brother use her as his personal toy when she was right in the next room, asleep and completely unaware of everything going on. *** When Camille’s roommate and best friend Lucia, invites her heartbroken older brother to their apartment for only a month to recuperate, she expects to meet a depressed, quiet and needy ex-lawyer, who lost everything after his heartbreak. However, when Camille meets the drop-dead gorgeous player with a thick British accent when he throws a party at their house, she discovers he is the complete opposite of what she imagined. What happens when Camille finds herself falling hard for the very man she swore to both herself and her best friend, to never feel that way towards. What happens when he makes it extremely difficult for her to resist him and they begin an explicit but forbidden romance without her best friend’s knowledge.

“This is wrong,” he groans, dragging me down harder onto him as he thrusts up. “I’m your mother’s husband and you’re still begging me to take you like a mate.” He grunts and pulls me closer. "Why. Did. We. Get. A. Forbidden. Bond," he growls, each word punctuated by the slam of his hips. She was born the wrong daughter. The unwanted girl with Fae blood in her veins and a broom in her hand, cleaning floors in a house that should’ve been her home. Now Aurora is a bargaining chip, chosen to seal peace between two rival packs through a bond she never wanted. But on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. One breath. One scent. One forbidden truth that shatters every law her world is built on. Because her true mate isn’t the Alpha she’s being given to. It’s the man already married to her mother, and there is no suppressing the hunger of a bond that was never meant to exist.

After encountering problems at work, I lose myself in a virtual reality game. I randomly meet a male player in there and depend on my amorous interactions with him to escape reaity. We flirt with each other and have roleplay; he grunts and groans over the microphone. Everything changes when I accidentally reveal my true identity. The young man next door pins me underneath him and roams his hands over my body. When he speaks, his voice is hoarse. "You were great at flirting in the game, weren't you? Why can't you make those noises now?"

Her back arched as Gabriel’s fingers tightened around her waist, holding her steady while Paxton’s mouth moved lower, his breath hot against her inner thigh. “You don’t get to run from this,” Gabriel growled against her throat, his voice like silk over steel. “Not from us.” Carlotta moaned, helpless between their bodies. Gabriel was behind her, his hand tangled in her hair, lips claiming the curve of her neck. His hardness pressed against her from behind while Paxton knelt in front of her, his hands gripping her thighs like he owned them. Like he owned her. “I never said I wanted to run,” she breathed, lost in the pull of them both. Paxton smirked, his lips glistening. “Then let us wreck you.” And they did. Gabriel entered her from behind with a rough, punishing thrust, forcing a cry from her lips that was swallowed by Paxton’s kiss. She was sandwiched between them. Gabriel’s deep, commanding rhythm; Paxton’s slow, sinful teasing as his mouth roamed down her chest, taking his time with her breasts. The heat built fast. Her body trembled with each movement, the slick slide of skin on skin, their grunts, her gasps. Her fingers clawed at Paxton’s chest while Gabriel gripped her hips tighter, his voice a snarl against her skin. “You like being ruined by both of us?” Gabriel asked. “She loves it,” Paxton answered for her, licking a line up her stomach. “Don’t you, baby?” Carlotta couldn’t speak. Her climax crashed through her like a lightning strike, sharp, explosive, raw. Her moan echoed in the room, vibrating against Paxton’s lips, as Gabriel cursed and followed right after her. For a moment, everything stilled. Their bodies tangled. Their heartbeats synced. Then… She gasped awake.