Haunting Adeline Smut Pages Novels & Stories

I moved around the lagoon and found the herbs that I needed and prepared medicine out of them and applied to his wounds. I had never ever in my life seen a naked guy this closely, but I did see some adult magazines that Iris had brought with her one day. It was full of pictures of men, she dreamt of. I had been disgusted as to how can she think about so many men at a time but was drawn towards those pictures and had admired and looked at those pictures of naked men posing for the photographer.

Adeline was shocked. “Are these werewolves able to read minds?” Adeline thought in her mind. “We can't read minds but it's written all over your face. Your expressions are kinda readable.” Josephine told her how they can tell what's going on in her mind. When Adeline was back in Allister house everyone was happy to have her back. She noticed only Vasili was missing there. So she excused herself and went to meet her husband. When she opened the door the room was dark and it was filled with smoke.

he muttered. “Your book fell. I put it back on the shelf. Go get it and stop bothering me,” he said, closing his eyes. Adeline’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She fetched her book, sat on the bed, leaned back, and resumed reading. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier. She finally set the book on the bedside table, pulled up the blanket, and closed her eyes. ***

Today, we were both in complete control. I pushed the lace aside and slid two fingers through her folds slowly, watching her face as I did. Her mouth fell open. Her walls clenched around nothing, already desperate. Then I pushed inside I pumped my fingers deeper, thumb pressing firmly on her clit, watching her face the entire time. Flushed cheeks. Parted lips. Eyes glassy with pleasure and humiliation. “You’re going to come for me again, Delilah. Right here. In this elevator. Knowing anyone could be waiting on the other side of those doors.”

yeah, my mate screams her lungs out, making me to suddenly withdraw my mouth from her clit but she pushes my head back there, an indication that she doesn't want me to stop. Well, that's a great sign... I guess! I'm not going back to her clit... I'm aiming for the trophy. I'm tired of beating around the bush. Adeline smells divine and I can't help but inhale her intoxicating scent. She hasn't applied any cologne or spray but she smells so good... so natural.... so sweet. I'm already getting drunk into her scent but wait- that's not why I am here. I go for her wet honeypot.

Adeline’s pov What the heck was Cecilia trying to prove by doing this, I wondered despondently as I backed away gingerly from the approaching trio. She smiled at me , waving her hands forward and I all I could see was the evil glint in her eyes and the smirk curling her lips. My heart pounded erratically, she must have known I wasn’t feeling too good. I wasn’t good with pain, so I was more than ninety percent sure I had been moaning my head off in that seat over there.

Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.

I tilted the package to check its name—I’d never tasted spicy vanilla. Adeline must have noticed my reaction as she leaned in again. “Unique taste, right?” She chuckled again. “I had the same expression the first time I tasted it.” She leaned back on the chair. Her expression shifted, and her tone became somber. “Sophie, I don’t know what’s going on. And we might not be too close to share, but you would be alright.” She faced a wide grin that betrayed the worries that glinted in her eyes. “Everything is just a phase; they all pass. That’s why you should hold on to beautiful things and forget the sad ones. It’s a waste to ponder over things outside control.” Adeline rubbed my hand, instilling

“You know Alphas are trash. They are bad people.” Adeline tried to open her eyes. She blinked a few times before looking straight at Hazel. “Don’t hesitate to call me, okay?” she raised her fist and said. “If that Alpha did anything bad to you, I’m going to punch him in the face.” Hazel just nodded and did not object at all. “You should stop. You are already drunk.” Hazel insisted. “I’m not!” Adeline exclaimed. “I know what I’m doing!” She took another glass from the table and took it straight in one gulp.

Camila's quiet presence beside her, whispering soothing words, was a small mercy. The the night before we got to Hazem displayed an unmistakable shift. According to schedule Adaline waltz out of her tent, goes on her knees with Camila by her side wearing a sorrowful look. I pranced towards the two going on both my knees, holding Adaline's hands. She slowly traced my hands back to me and begin tearing up.