Jon Snow Ao3 Novels & Stories

She would hear the older girls talking and laughing about their mates, about how much they craved them, and it made her wonder, deeply and wildly. Now that she had one, she wanted to experience it all. Everything that came with a fated mate. After all, she had already liked Logan for so long—so much. Like, a lot. But her thoughts snapped back to reality when her legs went weak, like they surrendered completely. Logan’s hands caught her waist, still kissing her, now more passionately. “Hmmm… ahhh,” Snow moaned softly, careful not to wake her parents. But then... Her lips were wet, and she felt it clearly between her legs—like something inside had opened, flooding out. She instantly pulled bac

He released my neck before lifting my two hands above my head and capturing them in one hand, rendering me completely helpless before tugging my jaw upwards with his free hand. "Oh Snow, you don't know what you do to me." I shivered at those whispered words just as he finally covered my lips with his, trapping my husky moans in. Excerpt from; His Little Snow [18+] ©Josephine. C. Ivy

Her scent went from a slow burn in the kitchen to a hot day in temptation. Jon was licking his lips, trying to capture the taste of her scent. He had to squeeze himself to remind him that this was only the beginning. He closed his eyes for a heartbeat and composed himself. When he opened them, Janie’s bra was gone, and replaced by her hands. She was teasing their hardened peaks with her thumbs and forefingers, while her palms offered their fleshy globes to him. “Good girl.” He then assisted her with her panties and got the first sight of his mate in almost five years. His mouth was watering at the lush fullness offered mere inches from his mouth. Her scent dropped him to his knees as he sett

However, the truth was, my name had been cleared. I took care of everything and sold the old house, ready to leave it all behind. Hank sent word he wanted to meet, but I did not want to see him. Outside, the snowmen stood like silent guests waiting for a wedding that would never happen. Nancy, with hands purple from the cold, drew a smile on a snowman's face. She smiled at me, just a little. She looked the same as always, but she seemed really tired. When I opened the door, she ran right into my arms.

I say the last part out of breath. Jon doesn't waste another second. Clothes vanished, I didn’t care how. I am bare under him, his hands on my thighs, spreading me wide across the large bed. My back arches when he dips down, licking a long, slow stripe up my center, his tongue flicking wickedly at my clit until I bucked. I barely have time to breathe before he is face to face with me. “Look at me, Aurora,” Jon said. I open my eyes, and there he was. Wild, golden-eyed, trembling with restraint.

He bellows with unrestrained pleasure and the sound, incorporated with the jerk of his cock inside me and the persistence of his fingers playing over my flesh, burst through the potion’s effects. Wetness cascades down my thighs, and spatters on the concrete beneath my knees as I howl in the grips of an orgasm that feels like ten stacked together. I collapse, and Owen follows me down. I don’t care that he’s crushed me, I don’t care that I’ve squirted all over a stranger’s floor, all I want is sleep. “That… should give me enough to go on,” Jonah says, as if in disbelief. “I’ll invoice you for all the shit you broke.”

Letting the beauty in front of him unfold before his eyes. “Ainar, its snowing!” Gavin giggled. The omega stood up, running around, letting the snow fall on him freely. He stopped when he got tired, tipping his head back and letting the cold flakes drop gently on his face. Ainar stood up to approach him, boots digging into the snow on the ground. He wrapped his arms around Gavin, pulled him snug against his chest. Gavin immediately cuddled up, eager to soak up in the presence of his two most favorite things in the world.

I shook my head when I remember Demogorgon form when I first saw him we are not friended back then because we both love the same girl but Snow choice him, I decided to let go of my feelings but I heard that Snow been possessed by black magic that her family heirlooms and she been a bad creature and I heard that a powerful witch lockup her into the book but her family couldn't tell everything because they would die instantly if they would tell a bit regarding that thing. Snow's mother tries to tell it to Demogorgon but before she finishes her sentence she dies in front of my poor friend. And that was all he knows, that Snow was locked up inside of the book because a witch did it, and even ho

I sat there thinking I’d probably feel the cold air soon, but no, Aero’s warm body pressed up to me heated me nonstop. Under the last phase of the snow moon, we made love again. His cock entered my pussy, savoring every inch of our contact as it advanced deeper inside me. “Yes...oh yes...” I moaned. He returned to titillating my breasts and sucking my nipples; doing this amazing combo until he started pumping harder. “Serena, fuck!” he shouted, his face a picture of pleasure. I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him again. Our tongues twisted. Our breaths mixed.

She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. The snow fell in large, soft flakes in a silence that felt vast and grand. We walked side by side beneath the streetlights, the thick snow crunching underfoot. "Are you cold?" Amelia asked me. "No." I shook my head. Inside, my heart was warm. Suddenly, Amelia stopped and turned to face me. "Charlie," she said seriously, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you." I looked at her. Snowflakes fell on her hair, eyelashes, and shoulders. Her eyes sparkled, like they were filled with starlight.