Leah Fatin Ao3 Novels & Stories

Tears rolled down from the blonde's eyes, gulping as she remained still as Leah did what she wanted. "You are my tool," Leah repeated her very frequent words. "You're not doing me a favour by remaining by my side, it's the other way round. I can toss you out." She moved her toes to her cold lips and Sarah opened them, swiping her tongue over it, Leah clenched her fist as the look in the blonde's eyes was nothing but lust now. Leah shivered almost in disgust but her desires couldn't be hidden. Just seeing her like that was getting her aroused- she hated the attraction. She couldn't control it even if she wanted to.

Leah , having freshened up during the private flight from London, exuded allure with her dark, glossy hair cascading past her bare shoulders. In a vibrant red jersey dress, she showcased the top curve of her breasts beneath spaghetti straps, and the dress flirted daringly above her creamy thighs. Lipstick matching the dress adorned her lips, and her slender legs culminated in sharp black stiletto heels, creating an irresistible image that captivated those around her.

I do but I think, he is in love with someone else. "What?" "Call it my instinct." Leah is a girl of noble birth, she is the only child of Mr. Taio, she got this gift of telling a person's thoughts by merely looking at them, she could see through Dante that he is in love but she too is interested in the man. "Drive!" Jayden looks at Dante, as he throws his car key at him. 'Stop staring I said drive, you are the one dying to drive me every single day, now, you have the opportunity, so drive and stop stressing me."

Eden whispered. Her knees buckled. Her voice trembled. "You shouldn’t say that." "But it’s true, isn’t it?" He didn’t give her time to lie. His lips hovered inches above hers, teasing, torturing. "You wanna know how many times I’ve jerked off to the idea of you dropping that oversized hoodie and letting me see what you hide?" Leah’s eyes fluttered closed. "Sixteen. Since first year. I counted." "You’re insane," she murmured.

Everyone laughed as Lucifer smiled. "Layla Gehenna! Please, no I demand you treat her with respect as she will be your future leader!" Litith was using a serious tone, and all of the demons yelled in agreement. "Now! The meeting is over! Leave us!" Father commanded. I did not get a good look at the demons, because I was hiding my face in embarrassment. As father demanded them to leave, I notice one look at me with disdain as she walked out the room. She looked to be human... but she had the same completion as Sanguinex. It made me wonder if she was a vampire too.

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

It's been months since Amoux and Leah stayed with each other. “Baby, where are you going?” Amoux quickly rushed towards her when he saw what Leah was wearing. She was wearing fitted jeans and a fitted shirt. Leah might be pregnant, but she still looks hot in his eyes. Why does Leah didn't even inform him that she would leave? Leah and Amoux, the Lycan King and Luna of the world, decided to unite their pack. They're leading the whole land with the help of their faithful Betas.

The night went by so slowly, and it felt different. Tonight, for the umpteenth time, Leah had a fight with her mother. Elsewhere, Grace is feeling happy. She was looking at Althan's social media accounts to look for bar photos that Althan might have uploaded. In Grace's computer, Grace has saved dozens of photos of Althan which she looks at almost every night when she wants to sleep, she always imagines that one day Althan will say goodnight to her.

Heaven. She tried to keep her rhythm on me, but Leah was relentless. I watched her bury her face between Ava’s legs, hands gripping her thighs, tongue moving fast and messy. The sounds were obscene — wet, hungry licks, Ava’s muffled sobs, the gag of her throat as I held her there. “She’s close again,” Leah gasped between sucks, then bit Ava’s inner thigh gently. “So fucking sensitive still.” “Then make her cum,” I growled. “I want to feel her choke on me when she cums again.”

It was other-worldly. For the next few minutes, Leah just grinded on my cock, almost like she was giving a lap dance, and Lauren licked both my shaft and Leah's pussy. I tried to see, but couldn't, so I settled for the view of Leah's golden-brown hair directly in front of me, and her perfect ass pressed up against my pelvis. I leaned forward and planted a long kisses on Leah's neck, and she reached back and rubbed her hand threw my hair. Then Leah moved both of her hands to Lauren's head, pushing it gently against her pussy.