King Of The Hill Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Not waiting anymore, he went down to her lower region and pleasured her insanely, her cries begged for more. King Fabian let go of his clothes and went into her slowly with kisses on her neck, together they made love to each other and each kiss King Fabian had with Suna, the spell cast on him inflamed deeper as he never knew the trap he had fallen into.

She's staring at me with an interest I've not felt from her before and it's unnerving how it makes me feel like she can see my secrets as though they're written on my skin. She says nothing though, just quietly listens to Kian's stories, the same ones he's been repeating since he got home, although they seem to be getting more exaggerated with each account and by the time we head to bed, I'm pretty sure his new team are unbeatable world champions and someone called Charlie is King of all land and sea. I'm happy for him though and even more grateful to Kim for setting it all up, I'm going to have to find a way to thank her.

The King pulled her up, straddling her lap with his thick thighs, his cock heavy against her stomach. “Open your mouth, little mate,” he ordered. She obeyed instantly, lips parting wide. The King shoved his cock inside, thick and salty against her tongue. Her gag was muffled by his growl of approval. “That’s it. Worship your King.” Zephyr was behind her now, yanking her hips up, spreading her ass wide. His cock pressed against her soaked slit, pushing in inch by inch. “Fuck,” he hissed. “She’s so tight.”

he was trying to scare Sandra away. I grinned up to him, holding his wrist with both my hands, “Maybe I’ve feelings for you. Maybe I can love us enough for both of us.” The man bolted back faster than light and looked at me with disgust and disbelief as if I just killed his first child. I suppressed a laugh, nothing made a man run faster than a clingy unwated lover. And this renowned Mafia King crawling back from me as if I’d cooties was the most hilarious thing in the world.

I shot back, sass sharp enough to cut glass, “maybe you could try not looking like you want to murder every single person in the castle. You were about two seconds away from ripping out the king’s throat.” His nostrils flared, wolf glint flashing in his eyes. “Don’t tempt me.” Sugar sat up, smirking, enjoying every second of this like it was N*****x live. “Oh gods, please do. The scandal! The drama! Alpha Gregor, the broody outlaw, kills the king in the throne room to protect his not-fiancée. Honestly, I’d pay money to see that soap opera.” I threw my second pillow at her. “Sugar!”

But then, she could not figure out why he was calling her name. Meanwhile, he continued, "Here, why don't you both see for yourself." He gave his phone to the king and the queen, who stared at the screen in shock. In the message that seemed to have come from Ivy's number, she said, "I want you to touch me, Joshua. My husband Daniel is a weakling. He's not good enough. I dream about you all the time. Only looking at you makes me want to throw myself into your arms. I love you, Joshua. And the fact that you're going to be the next king makes you so sexy. I want you so badly. Here, look at my sexy pictures and tell me you want me too."

The King grabbed her hair, yanking her up. “Open your eyes.” he demanded. Maybe he’d release her if he found her reactions to be boring, she thought. Hope rose in her as she slowly opened her eyes as commanded, but it soon died when she came face to face with his groin. “Put it in your mouth.” he said as he pried Keanna’s lips apart. If she refused, she’d die. Immediately she understood, women who couldn’t satisfy the King in the bedroom died. The King’s eyes beamed with desire as she pushed it into the gaps of her opened lips. A rancid smell pierced her nose and she could almost taste it.

Humiliation forgotten, I felt a smile tug at my lips. I did not dare dream so far before but the king - Yes, I was qualified to be the Alpha King. Killian was not a man to be trifled with but I knew his secret. He had my mate and lied to the kingdom that she was his. I let out a loud bark of laughter. Shall we blackmail the king and his ‘queen’?

‘Ooooo purple is a pretty color! Nothing seems to be changing her mind on the situation, and in defeat I collapse on the floor, sobbing hysterically at the possibility that I could be marrying a three-eyed, half purple, octopus Lycan King! How can it be any worse? Just as I’m tangling with my predicament, I suddenly receive a mind link from my father. ‘Father?’ I whimper. ‘I’ve heard the news that the King has kissed you in the palace square and taken you to his room.’

To: Clarisse Come on. Just do it, Clarisse 😁😁 From: Clarisse What had gotten to your mind, Hannah? Are you making him jealous? My shoulder was shaking as I chuckled while typing a reply. I didn’t notice that I was carried away when I felt their curious eyes fixed at me, most especially King. To: Clarisse Perhaps… Or maybe just trying to mess up with him 😁😁