Jenna Ortega Legs

Aria Mendez is an eighteen years old freshman in Appleland University, after the death of her parents when she was twelve, she lived in an orphanage and got sponsored to school. Everything changed when she met him, a reaper, the devil himself, blood is his weakness, not just any blood, her blood. Ocean Muse, twenty three years old vampire, his desire for blood was undescribable. But, that night he saw her on the streets and he saw , he wants her for pleasure. I slowly stepped backwards as he came closer, the old my was lying on the ground cold blooded, who is this man in front of me. I couldn't see him clearly because of the darkness in the night. "Wh-what d-did you do to him. How did you do that?" I managed to asked. His lips covered with the old man's blood, he smirked at me. "What an interesting little girl, you wanna know what I did to him?" he said, and as if my legs work on their own, I turn around and tried to run away, but surprisingly, he was right in front of me. I yelp and tried to run away again but he grabbed my hair and pulled me back. My back was against his chest, I squirm in fear. "Since you're curious, let me show you" he whispered and that's when I felt his teeth on my neck.

"What do you think, Kenzo? Do I look sexy in this" pushing the door open to his suite room, he was met with the most unexpected scene, with sprawled legs on both sides of the bed, a book in her hands, in a flowy lacy thin white gown which stuck dangerously to her body, doing absolute justice to her perfectly rounded boobs which poked out dangerously through the see-through night gown, his long distance wife was right there, on the bed. She finally looked away from the book which was seated on both palms of her hands, she tucked it aside and then raised her head up, her eyes meeting his. "Missed me, dear husband?" Three weeks and four days ago was their 7th year wedding anniversary, and she wasn't available, she was never available, not for the first, second, fifth, nor sixth. So, why was she here now? After years of living totally apart despite being married, their main focus was their company, or at least, hers. They married for love, people think they didn't, they think it is a contract marriage, they married for love, or maybe just him. He married her because he loved her and he thought she did too, but maybe he was wrong. Why was she here now? This is a short, fast-paced romance designed to keep you hooked from the first page to the last.

"You taste like my new favorite addiction" He grunted as I broke from the kiss. He then strokes my folds with gentle hands and I get on my tiptoes, chasing the spark of pleasure that spreads between my legs and tightens my belly. He thrusted his fingers in me and I let out a hard wince “You’re soaking wet for me. Your cunt is thrilled for my fingers. Don't fight it, you want me. Don't you?" He whispers as he licks my earlobe and I let out a soft moan. "Don't" I mumbled. I wanted to push him away. This isn't the reason I came back. I hate him or so I thought but still, I shut my eyes as he slammed his lips against mine. * * Three years after she walked out of her marriage, Ophelia returned to New York with a sole purpose in mind, to get revenge on her ex husband. She planned to destroy him and make him suffer for all the pain he caused her. But when she uncovered the truth, and found out exactly what happened, she was even more devastated. She also realized that she still had feelings for him. Will she let go of her past grudge and give their relationship another shot? Or will she stay firm to her plan and get revenge on him for good?

What do you do when your Sister's Ex-boyfriend whom she dumped turned out to be a Spanish prince and chooses to marry you to get revenge on her? ******** "This isn't fair," Leah screamed again. "Why on earth would he choose Rhea over me? We were getting close this past week and he hardly even knows Rhea." My legs stopped on their track as I listened to the conversation. Did I hear her say that Estefan chose me? No, it couldn't be. There was no way I would get married to him, not now not ever. Leah's eyes landed on me and her face turned red in anger. "You!" She pointed her fingers at me. "You did this, didn't you? You must have said something to Estefan that's why he chose you. No wonder you were so negative about us getting married. I should have noticed it that time." My eyes widened at her accusations. "Leah, What are you talking about? I don't know anything about this. Trust me, I don't want to get married to Estefan. All this came to me as a surprise." "Stop pretending." She yelled at me and I jumped back in fear. "You have always wanted to be with Estefan that's why you got close to his sister. You and his sister must have done something to make him choose.”

Being a taboo makes it all the more exciting... * * * * * Three years ago, Joslyn Patel met a man whom her best friend described as “sex on legs”. Three years ago, Gabriel Reid met a woman whose smart mouth he'd hoped was as good at blowing as it was at retorting—it had been way more than he'd imagined, by the way. Three years ago, sparks were ignited, their intertwined fate was set in stone and they had a night to remember. Fast forward to two years later, Gabriel now has a girlfriend so he definitely shouldn't be thinking about the woman from that explosive night but he can't help that the memories were now imprinted on his mind... and perhaps another part of him. Fate would have it that when Gabriel finally meets the best friend his girlfriend wouldn't stop talking about, she happens to be Joslyn, the mystery woman from two years ago. Tension brews between the two but nothing can be done about it. Skip to the present; Gabriel is now single again and nothing stands between him and finally getting the woman he's spent three years wanting, but what happens when before he can begin his chase, his divorced mother introduces a man her age as her new fiancé. What happens when the man turns out to be Joslyn's father? After all, a taboo relationship makes it all the more hot and exciting.

"Are you sure you can get out of this trap, Arka? The trap you created for yourself long ago." The sentence haunted Arka's mind every time he looked at the woman who was now sitting gracefully on his lap. Amidst the glimmer of crystal lamps and the sheen of a gold dress, his ex-wife, Kania, looked like a queen who had just reclaimed her throne. Arka knew they were no longer bound by a sacred vow. Their divorce was final, signed on stamped paper years ago. Yet, in this private room, with the aroma of whiskey and Kania's challenging gaze, Arka once again became the helpless, foolish man. Tonight was supposed to be the celebration of his new engagement. He was supposed to be celebrating a new chapter. But Kania's presence in the private lounge, in a high-slit dress that showed off her long legs, had ruined everything. "You didn't have to come, Kania," Arka hissed, his voice choked. Kania smiled cynically, caressing Arka's jaw with her cold fingers. "You're right, darling. I didn't have to come. But I had to make sure of one thing: that your heart... still belongs to me, just like before." It turned out that getting out of the marriage was much easier than getting out of his ex-wife's love. Will Arka continue his engagement? Or will he return to his ex-wife?

“I was never in love with you, Adonai. You were nothing but a means to an end. Therefore, I, Aria Blackwood, reject you, Adonai King as mate,” I said defiantly. Those seafoam eyes remained icy, his face betraying no form of pain. “Are you done?” The indifference in his voice startled me. “Get on the bed, little flower and spread those legs for me. I don't need a mate bond to completely own you.” Mated to a cursed Alpha, Aria believed that the only way to escape humiliation and torture she was constantly subjected to at the Moonbeam pack was to give her mate, Asher, a child and break the curse. But just as she broke the curse, Asher turned against her and had both Aria and her new born thrown into a furnace. The goddess grants her a second chance where she returns as Jasmine Green, a woman who committed on her wedding day. Inorder to execute her revenge, she must completely surrender herself to Adonai King, the ruthless Lycan King and make him fall head over heels for her. What happens when Jasmine's world is a lot more complicated than Aria? When she finds herself drowning in Adonai's darkness and seduction? With a secret lover, a bitter twin and scheming mistresses, will Aria be able to navigate through the web of conspiracies to win Adonai's heart and get her revenge or will she be caught in the crossfire and suffer a second death?

"Arch your back Arielle, let me see that fresh little pussy of yours" Aiden groaned beneath my legs, while Ryan chuckled in my ears, biting and teasing my earlobes, "Show us that fresh little pussy, Ari" And I did, I arched my back, baring myself in the presence of my two Alpha mates. *** I was secretly in love with my best friend, Aiden. But it was impossible, we were forbidden. He's the Alpha prince and would soon find his mate. And me, I'm a lowly omega. My parents are workers for the Alpha. And I was no match for Lauren. The school's queen bee who was obsessed with Aiden. She was everything I wasn't. Nor was I a match for Ariana, my twin sister who Aiden seemed to have a liking for. I would kill my feelings for him and get over him, moreover I needed to find a mate soon. Once the bond happens, I would lose every feelings I had for my best friend. That was what I thought till we found out we were each other's mates. And not just his mate, his's too. My other best friend, Ryan. I was his mate too. And then I found out I wasn't no ordinary wolf. An ordinary Omega torn between two Alpha Mates.

I tried to get away from him. “Running away, I see," he sneered as he crawled on top of me. "You must fulfil your duty as my Luna. you are no longer a church maid, Rosaria. " He grabbed my legs as he spread them apart. "You will be rewarded with my seed, and you would reach the ecstacy just to be filled." "But I didn't want this! I only wanted to be pure!" "You were never pure to begin with. Not as long as you are born in this accursed pack." ========= Hati, the Sun God and one of the sons of the Great Wolf, Fenrir. I have devoted my life to his church, and I will live the rest of my life serving him. I don’t need a mate. After all, I will become an official nun soon. Every wolf looks down on me, claiming me as the “traitor” for worshipping a god who tried to eat the Moon Goddess. And I am perfectly fine in the vicinity of the holy place. Until “HE” arrived. “The seer received the Moon Goddess’ answer. You are my fated mate.” “W-What?” My mind probably stopped at that moment, slowly processing what he had just said. “It’s a calling. Bear me a child who can rule over the pack.” I was supposed to become a nun. Lord Varick, the alpha leader and the one who despises Hati, came right before my ordination—And changed my life for the worse. (MATURE CONTENT R18+)

"Aha…" I moaned while digging my fingers into his lustrous black hair while the stranger was busy sucking my nipple. "You are liking it, aren't you?" He whispered into my ear. My clit throbbed as I felt his magical fingers crawling down my waist, sending sparks of lust into my body. Lacing his fingers into my lace panties, he pulled them down and tossed them out of the bed. I shot out a loud moan when he ran his fingers up and down my clit. My heart throbbed when I saw his giant cock springing out of his underwear. Fuck! It was dripping already. He was eager to fuck me but I was scared if my innocent pussy could accommodate it. I crossed my legs but he harshly spread them apart and kissed my clit. "Fuck! You are wet already," he said, licking my clit. You need my dick badly, don't you?" I blushed when he read my mind, and was thrilled to lose my virginity to the handsome stranger to humiliate my husband. ------ Tonight was meant to be my wedding night where I should have been fucked by my husband but after how he left me at altar all alone and humiliated in front of the world, I decided to give away my virginity to a stranger in the hospital where I work.