Httyd Scenes Novels & Stories

And then I saw it. The cliffs. Dark rocky edges overlooked a raging river below while thunder crashed loudly above us. I stopped abruptly. “You want us to go down there?!” David scanned the area quickly. “We don’t have another option.” “That’s literally how horror movies kill people.” Despite the situation, a faint smirk touched his lips. “You talk too much when you’re scared.” I glared at him breathlessly. Before I could respond, voices suddenly echoed through the trees again. “There!” Flashlights appeared behind us instantly.

I hiss and turn away. My phone buzzes suddenly in my purse and my heart skips a beat. I pull it out and it’s from Colt. Finally. But instead of a text of explanation, it’s a video file. Frowning, I press play. The screen flickers to life, and the sound of my moans echo through my phone speaker. The world tips and falls away from beneath my feet. My body going cold as I watch. It’s my living room. It’s the couch. It’s me in high-definition being fucked by Rhysand, naked and screaming. The angle is perfect, capturing every gasp, every arch of my back, every moment of me screaming Rhysand’s name.

I asked, my voice trembling slightly. "They can wait," Hayden replied dismissively, spreading my legs wide despite my initial objections. He had already removed his shirt, revealing his toned physique, and without hesitation, he lowered his head to taste my clit. The sensation was electrifying, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. Hayden's tongue moved with expert precision, ravishing me sweetly while Hunter continued to lavish attention on my breasts, his mouth and hands working in tandem to heighten my arousal. "Brother, you failed to emphasize that Lily's pussy is this fucking good," Hayden remarked, his voice muffled as he continued to pleasure me with his tongue.

Yolanda returned to her crouch and tried to remember the names of all the smaller creatures and nightmares rampaging through the open space. Minutes ticked by and it appeared all that would appear was visible within the field. She huffed for just a moment. The Fae made so much noise, Yolanda believed it wouldn’t be a problem. The Fae played music, laughed, and sang. Dancing around the field like it was New Year’s Eve of the last year of all existence. ‘I think we have enough for now. Let’s get out of here., Before one trips over us.’ This time Yolanda heard the grunt of agreement from David. Catherine bobbed her snout up and down in consent. Farah followed their mentor as they left the space

Tears sprang to her eyes as she whimpered for the taller woman to stop. Instead, Hades reached behind the girl's buttocks and hoisted her body onto the table. The platters of untouched food were sent to the floor as she laid Persephone onto her back and held her down. "Stop!" The frightened maiden cried, struggling to escape yet to no avail. Hades's ears turned deaf by lust and her eyes were blinded by passion. She ran her hot lips over Persephone's smooth neck, tasting her delicious fragrant skin in her craving mouth. Then Persephone felt Hades' hands rip the front fabric of her dress all the way down to her stomach, revealing her delicate maiden's breasts.

Aislen came out to greet the vampire, and as Rhett continued to lick Heath’s betraying arousal, he watched as Aislen undressed. Cameron howled and shifted, the moonlight dappling shadow over the sleekness of his rump, back and thighs, and catching in the brightness of his hair. “What the f-k is that she’s wearing?” His fingers clenched in the grass. Like Heath, Cameron was aroused. “F-k!” Heath shifted to human so fast that the last drag of Rhett’s tongue was against a human’s c-ck. “It’s a teddy,” Rhett drawled shifting so that all three of them crouched naked in the bushes of the suburban house with the home owners unaware, watching TV in their loungeroom, the applause of a gameshow muffle

His thumb hovers over the play button, a muscle ticking in his jaw. Then he presses play. The video starts. It's grainy, clearly old, but unmistakable. Hayden, who is much younger, maybe thirteen or fourteen, is shirtless, his wrists bound above his head. There are fresh cuts across his chest and stomach, blood trickling down his skin in thin red lines. Rachel is on her knees in front of him, licking the blood slowly, almost lovingly, while her hand strokes his cock. I feel sick. Hayden goes completely blank beside me. His face drains of color. For several long seconds he doesn't move or even blink. He's gone somewhere far away.

me: " ahh... hay.. hmm.. den... please.... Hmmm.. not.. here... " Hayden: " don't worry.. no one will come.. " with that he lifted my scart, and took my panties, he inserted his finger.. Hayden: " tell me you belongs to only me... and your body, your soul, everything belongs to me... " me: " yes... hmm.. it.. ahh.. bel...belongs.. Hmmm... to.. " he inserted other finger.. hayden: " tell properly... you belongs to me.. your body belongs to me... your soul belongs to me.. "

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

Sadistic bastard. The ending scene is a tear jerker, and I know there isn’t a dry eye in the house. It’s merely minutes from the credits when Ty leads Finch and I backstage. My mate and I huddle behind a portable wall and he helps me out of my dress. Thankfully, I won’t be putting it back on. When he rips the boob things off, I nearly scream. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, and I have to shrug it off. The shit females have to do!