Harry Potter Mystique Fanfiction Lemon の小説・ストーリー

I sighed as I focused on performing one of the spells uncle taught me. This spell helps us find a person's location, it is not a very difficult one, but it does take a lot of your concentration and energy. I have failed twice because I keep losing my concentration. I have Aiden's shirt so I could perform the spell to trace him. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and pushing all the thoughts away from my mind as I concentrated at performing the spell. I used everything as uncle instructed me, I did everything he said and concentrated only on the spell. It took me a few minutes before I was able to see the oil move on our coven map and the red spot formed. I looked at it in awe, I couldn't

I clenched my fists, holding the chair hard, trying to hold back the urge to touch myself, to find some relief from the relentless heat. Draco's eyes met mine, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "You're being such a good girl, little Lily," he said, his voice dripping with mock sweetness. "Just a little longer. Can you handle that?" I nodded, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "Yes, Draco," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I can handle it." He smirked, turning his attention back to the blonde. He moved her legs over his shoulders, driving into her even deeper. Her cries grew louder, her body trembling with the force of her impending orgasm.

He asked in a low voice, and his one hand came to cover my hands that were tying a knot in front of his chest. “What have I done? Why do you say that?” I was puzzled. What was he talking about? “Your actions are unconsciously seducing me. I know you don't do it on purpose, but I can't help myself. You're too sexy,” he murmured. My eyes widened at his words as a blush crept onto my cheeks. Does this mean in Morgan's eyes I'm a femme fatale? “Really?” I asked. “Really, your presence and some unconscious actions of yours have me on a leech.” He replied, his voice soft and low.

she murmured softly, her lips curving into a mischievous smile. Nickey swallowed, forcing himself to focus on the folder. “Just… a lot to review,” he said, keeping his voice steady despite the tension coiling inside him. Her gaze held his, a challenge and a promise all at once. “Secrets have a way of consuming people,” she whispered, her breath warm against his ear. “Be careful you don’t get burned.”

Lilian's face twisted in that moment, and she hissed to herself, "Since I can't have him, don't think you can get away with your hands clean!" She touched the forbidden bottle in her pocket that she had bought at a high price on the black market, madness and determination in her eyes. Soon, the joint conference had reached its climax. The waiters carried exquisite crystal pitchers and poured the guests Blessed Water that symbolized the Moon Goddess's blessing. I was standing in a corner holding a glass of juice when the tip of my nose suddenly twitched. Something was wrong. Mixed into the clean scent of the spring water in the air was a corroding sweetness that tasted like rotten sweet almon

With a triumphant gleam in my eyes, I descended from the ladder, the ancient spell book in hand. I approached the bubbling pot, skimming through the pages of the spell book to confirm the ingredients I needed. “A feather from a raven, three drops of moonlight, a lock of the woman’s hair who you want to be forgotten, a pinch of dream dust.” I walked over to the shelf that contained the required ingredients. I had cut some strands of Isabella’s hair when I had invited her to the palace. One by one, I added the ingredients into the boiling pot and watched with an evil delight as the liquid boiled.

I complained, hands on my hips. Seven and Seleira were down in the field handling the rest of the she-wolves, while we were up on this hill doing backflips. It felt absurd. Zayn smirked. “I promise, it’s not a joke. Trust me, this is essential training.” “Essential? Really? Because it feels more like a circus act!” I shot back, rolling my eyes. “Hey, if you wanted to be a clown, you could’ve just said so,” he teased, crossing his arms. “But seriously, you’ll thank me later.”

His words of passion kissed his lips like a lover’s desire. The bedroom smells of roses and lilac bouquets. The silver curtains around the bed were bubbling in the breeze, though the window was closed. It was mysterious. “It is enchanting my sweet,” Harry told her as if answering the questions on her mind. "I told you not to read my mind did I?" She told him and feigned an irritable voice. His magical caress kissed her skin. It whispered down her arms, cresting her smooth delicate breasts. “What are you doing to me Harry?” she gasped, his magic touch igniting the fire in her blood, the call of the mate bond was calling them, and right now she no longer cares about it. All she ever wanted was

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!...

Her legs relaxed and stretched out under the table, accidentally touching Mr Paire's legs. Harry was trying to prepare a lesson in his head for the next day to take his mind off the girl opposite him. He had also suddenly become aware of her scent, a mixture of a spicy perfume and some new sweat (as she hadn't fully cooled down after her workout) and he noticed that, despite her bra, he could see two erect brown nipples through her shirt. So, when her legs touched his, he suddenly felt pressure in his trousers as his cock responded to the stimulus. He knew he should pull his leg away, make an excuse and end the clinic, but somehow, he couldn't and returned the pressure, assuming Mia would, i