Leila Williams Fifty Shades Darker นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She belonged to me, and he had no reason to be worrying about her. But, I stopped myself. Leila was now his Luna- he did have a right to worry about her- but only in that way. Thinking about her brought memories of last night, and all we had done. She was playful, more open and less scared than her first time. I felt her Wolf trying to come out several times. Even though it scared her that our Wolves had to mate, I knew her Wolf was just waiting for Leila to weaken so that she could come out.

She can't run anymore. Lelia looked up to see the dark figure slowly approaching her. Lelia was shocked when the man emerged from the darkness. It was no other than Liam but something was off with him. Liam was looking very angry. His eyes were red with anger. He was staring at Lelia like an angry wolf. He looked more like a real animal than a man.

I picked my phone, ready to hit the dial pad for Matteo to check on up on her and stop her from whatever bullshit she was about to engage in. But before I could sag against the desk to make the call, it was then I noticed something was terribly wrong. I zoomed in her expression only to see it turning pale, as though she had seen a ghost and next followed, a blood curdling scream that rang through the speakers of the screen as Leila stared at something right inside her room that I couldn't see.

He smirked, basking in the dominance and control he and the rest of his buddies had over me. “We’ll make you leak even more and harder till you’re out of breath,” he left my hair and stood straight as they went ahead to position me for more. “Let the superior studs show you how it’s done.” Blond lay back on the grass, cock skyward like a flagpole. “Sit on it, hoe. Reverse cowgirl. Show off that used hole.” My thighs still burned from my run but I managed to get on top of him and straddle him, guiding his plump head into my split-slick entrance. He thrust up as I sank down, a gasp escaping me as the fullness hit me like a punch.

However, I was proven wrong when I felt Leila mind linking me, and I knew she was doing same to Levi simultaneously to give us the attack signal. “The witches are no more” Her voice sounded triumphant and she sounded like she was pulsing with a wild surge of energy, a feeling that came with wielding incredibly dark magic. I didn't dwell on the sting I felt for allowing her indulge in dark magic knowing that she’d gone off the rails because of it before, I ignored it completely and jumped out of the carriage instead.

LAYLA I WAS COMPLETELY frozen where I stood, but Jacob was unmoved. He was incessantly groaning in pleasure, as the brown haired lady continued pleasing him with her mouth and hands. She was totally oblivious of my presence behind her, and Jacob didn't want to bother her with it either. Tears trickled from my eyes down to my cheek, as I watched them engage in their unscrupulous act. It was as if my tears pleased Jacob more, and his lips formed another smirk.

She’d never seen Miles again after that night, and it had just been the beginning of her five year long nightmare. But if Leila allowed such dark thoughts and memories to consume her, to smother all the happiness and light from her life, then Ulric had won. He would succeed in breaking her after all. And she refused to allow such a thing, to let the Alpha to continue to control her life even from afar. He had preyed on her innocence, stolen what had been left of her childhood, and tried to break her in all ways possible. But Leila had chosen a path beside bitterness, rage, and darkness. She would love and live in happiness and light. Zen’s tight smile turned into a different kind as she noti

Warning: R18 content ahead! “F*cking stop it, Taylor!” The person being grilled as a mistress in the entire nation’s social media is currently seated on her office chair, breathless. Leila’s face, flushed as she stared at Taylor’s fingers. Taylor slumped on the floor, his back leaning against Leila’s office table. He was holding Leila’s legs apart with a smirk on his face. “Don’t you like it when I play you?” Leila’s underwear was thrown on the floor while her black pencil skirt was scrunched up to her waist. Her white shirt was unbuttoned, revealing her red lace brassiere.

“I can’t do it. I can’t tear out a page from the old book. But that’s just me.’ Leila nodded and walked off, though her fingers itched to take the book home. Something about that plate with River God attracted her attention. She hated the idea somebody would buy the book and tear it apart for cute pictures. In a way, she preferred to stumble across a missing volume by Professor Yellen, but her luck was tough as usual. So she finished with the market and drove back to Christina's. Wolfie greeted her with a lot of unconditional love, her tail wagging could’ve powered a small generator. Tom was at work, leaving Leila alone with the oversized mutt who thought it was a lapdog. Leila poured hersel

Her head resting on my shoulder. Nicholas torturing her clit while humping her lightly. “what were you saying my sweet Leila?” teased Nicholas rubbing his thumb on her lips. “what is the name of your wolf?” I asked when Leila failed to utter a single word. “Leah” breathed Leila as we put her down and backed away from her. Both Nicholas and I stood in front of panting Leila. “leah, surface now” ordered Nicholas. Her canines extended, and the emrald colors shining bright with her pupils dilated.