Jacob Black Smut Novels & Stories

I expected fear, but something that looked like excitement flashed through her eyes. We got out of the car and joined the warriors and Liam. Liam was talking to Jake Blackthorn in front of the entrance, although by the way they were standing, it didn’t look friendly. Jake was Garrett Blackthorn’s youngest son and somewhat of a playboy type. For an Alchemist, though, he was actually a pretty decent guy, and I got on with him quite well. Liam, on the other hand, never seemed to like him. Jake turned and saw me and smiled. He started to walk towards me, completely dismissing Liam, who looked furious.

"And why don't you ask him how he even smelled it on me? Isn't that your job?" Dad's eyebrows shot up as he finally caught on, his gaze turning to Jacob. "How the hell did you smell it on her?" "Trust me, even someone standing ten feet away could smell it. She was absolutely hammered," Jacob lied smoothly, his hand gripping my thigh beneath the table. A surge of electricity shot through me as his touch crept upward, tracing over the fabric covering my pussy, magically finding my clit, sending shivers down my spine. "Though I'm not saying I was ten feet away." His voice dropped to a whisper as his gaze locked onto mine, igniting a fiery heat that spread throughout my body. Memories flooded ba

Something at least. And I never thought that my first experience in an intimate game would be so delicious. Black tastes like mint, shower gel and masculine power. Black has driven me crazy!

I wasn't even able to really go to the other packs because of work, and with how shy I was, I would never have gone alone. Jacob King was so sexy! His lazy look with that devilish smile on his beautiful lips had me wanting him already. His black hair and dark blue eyes said he would do every dirty thing in the book to me. At least that's what I think his eyes were saying. I could be completely wrong about that though.

he said. My head plainly tilted. "Yes, please," I responded. "There's no turning back now, Keatton," he wiped the cum in his cheek and tasted it. "You taste sweet. Delectable. And innocent. You made me crave for you more," Jacob gave me a kiss on the lips. "Suck me before I will fuck you, Keatton," a loud sound came from his throat as he gathered his saliva before spitting it on my mouth. I swallowed as soon as he stopped spitting. It was warm. Thick. Tastes like nicotine along with mint. I loved it, I must say.

She would blush, push back a little, and allow him to have his way. But this time, hearing the same intimate words, a chill ran down her spine. She looked up at his handsome face that was so close to hers and asked softly, “Didn’t you say I smelled old?”

I shuddered at his dark, detailed fantasy of my demise. He replied, “Yes, I know. I’m very sadistic for a teenager. I just enjoy sucking the life out of pretty girls as they scream at the top of their lungs.” Well, at least he thought I was pretty. He took a step closer to me; his eyes bore into mine & I could honestly tell that he wanted a piece of me. He’d really kill me if I ever gave him the chance. Brit said, “Leave her alone!” “Didn’t I say to shut it, Brit the slut?” Jacob rudely said.

One hand over her dainty hips, the other smothering her chest with sinful squeezes and thumb-gliding over the nubs, Jacob began smiling. "...Believe me or not, princess. This is my first rut ever. Rogue...has been suppressed by my demonic self for way too long. And I love this experience." "I'm...glad." She replied between her moans as well. When both their mating sensations have calmed down significantly, Lesley gently bends forth to take all the kisses from the male. Letting his fingers run through her long, shiny brown hair, Jacob whispered between their lips, "I love you, Lesley..."

She reached for his cigarette and hurled it down into the parking lot below, then wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him. Jacob's kiss was Smokey and sweet from the wine and cigarettes, and Christie could taste a ghost of her own flavor too as he reached down to part the robe below the belt, his fingers curling upward to stroke her clit as his tongue mingled with hers. She tried to break the kiss but he only moved his fingers more quickly, her quickening breaths puffing against his cheek as she exhaled through her nose.

Sophia’s eyes widened in panic as she realized what was happening. Damian Blackthorn shoved her onto the bed. “Time to make you internet famous, you Kane whore.” They hit record. Damian fisted her hair and rammed his thick, veiny cock straight down her throat in one savage thrust. The fat head battered her tonsils, forcing her to gag violently. Thick, stringy throat slime exploded from the corners of her stretched lips, dripping in heavy ropes onto her tits. The camera zoomed in mercilessly, capturing every bulge in her neck and the way her eyes rolled back.