Gura X Amelia Novels & Stories

Chapter 34. Amelia was still shaking from her orgasm, chest pressed against the polished surface of the museum display table, breath catching in her throat. Maximo didn’t give her a moment. Every fucking in of him wanted to be in her. To be buried in her sweet delicious pussy. With a low growl, he slid out of her slowly—her slickness clinging to him, trailing in a string between them. “Ummmm…”Amelia gasped, an unbidden moan. Her thighs trembling from how empty she suddenly felt.

The sight of her in that see-through gown, moaning and using me like her personal sex instructor, was driving me insane. Amelia suddenly sat up straighter, riding me with deep, powerful movements. “Mommy’s going to cum,” she gasped. “Cum with me, baby. Fill me up.” ----- Amelia was still on top of me, her sheer transparent gown bunched around her waist, her full breasts bouncing as she rode my cock with deep, hungry movements. Her pussy was soaking wet, gripping me tightly with every roll of her hips. I was losing control fast. “Amelia… wait,” I groaned, my hands gripping her ass. “I need to get a condom—”

She shifted her gaze from Alpha Alex to Amelia while she crossed her arms and stared right into Amelia's eyes. "Who are you?" Amelia felt threatened, she looked up at Alpha Alex who held a smiled. Was she being two timed? She thought of the possibility. Alpha Alex was too handsome and capable to have only one mate, surely, she wanted more. The tension continued for some seconds before someone clapped. Alpha Alex smiled a little and walked to Amelia's side. "Amelia, I want you to my one and only friend, Sandra. She is the former Beta's daughter. We've been friends since childhood."

“I’m happy...you are then the famously cursed she-wolf? It’s a pleasure to meet you, word on the street is that you’re even stronger than our Alpha.” “Really? If you say so, I already like you, I’m Nicolette Gray.” “Amelia, I take care of the vegetable garden and the garden of our clan.” “Very well sir, it’s getting late and my beloved must rest,” Darren asks Amelia to leave, smiling at me. “Why, I’m just getting acquainted.” Amelia replays, normally. “Yeah right, you’re just finding another ally against me.” “Me? What are you talking about...?” I frown and asked.

Amelia told Cilia to wait inside the car, as she walked towards Samara’s small stone house. She knocked on the wooden door, and Samara opened the door with a greeting smile. She whistled as she saw Amelia’s dress. Amelia smiled as she walked inside. “Here is the charm, darling.” Samara handed Amelia a silver locket. It had a strange engraving on the front. “Add it in your chain, and your mate won’t scent you.” ___

Hard and daring. Amelia.

Alexander was here. This was going to be bad. I stared down at Chiara. She was just as impaled as I was, but not as angry. Amelia was now moving elegantly toward us, swirling a glass of champagne in her hand. She got closer and stopped directly in front of me. I dropped my previously draped arm and curled it into fists. “A good night to you, Jaxon.” She tittered and let her gaze stray to Chiara. Chiara gave her a sweet smile.

Her two friends were sitting with two men. “I’m going.” Amel said goodbye. She glanced at the table that contained several bottles and some kind of game equipment. “Why the rush?” Annie pulled Amel to sit beside her. “It’s rare for us to hang out with The Givers. Don’t go home yet, okay?” “Let me introduce you to my friend. Her name is Amelia, you can call her Amel,” Caitlin explained. “Hi, I’m Amel.” Amel smiled. “I’m Gerald. Nice to meet you, Amel,” said the slightly silver-haired man. His position is as a guitarist.

Elara muttered, still pressing her phone, unable to see the dead look on Amelia’s face. “Just so you know, I don’t mind killing you here. If it leads to prison, then so be it. I’ll have peace of mind if I witness your funeral.” Elara was shocked, forced to raise her head. She smiled awkwardly. Amelia transferred the picture to her. “Done. We shouldn’t meet again.” She walked away, took a few steps before Elara called her back. “Wait, why is her face shown and her hair colored green?” She took a step forward. “I mean, what’s the essence of taking the picture when her face is blurry, and the only thing that can point to her identity was her hair, then you colored it?”

she began very smoothly, “I trust you have some good news for me; I find I have rather had my fill of bad. Kneeling in front of her, he rested his head on her belly close to her womb as if praying for her forgiveness. Mara and Dex did the same, and he saw that despite their compliance, they looked pretty uncomfortable. “My lady,” Lucas started, and despite the churning feeling inside him, his voice was level. “We have located her." Ema stepped closer, and she seemed to be genuinely interested in everything He was saying. “Go on. ” “Amelia is in Seattle,” Lucas said. “Currently, the lady in question works as an employee for Bookmark Haven, a bookstore." Ema let out a faint, satisfied giggle a