Lemon Fanfictions Novels & Stories

After all, sex is the only thing between the two of us! She just turned her back on Anaya and me, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. Is she angry because Anaya and I are together? Does she think that maybe we had sex because we were mates? I hurried to take care of business. I didn't pay attention to Anaya even though she was calling me. I saw Leah just waiting for me, but Damon was with her again. Why is Damon like a leech to Leah? The next morning, he woke up to talk to Leah! I feel like my whole day has been ruined because of them both. Shit!

I'd heard her voice echo through his phone. "They're all different flavours. There's lemon, um lime or apple, orange." "Oh," Lena laughed breaking into hysterics. "One box of lemon please." She explained where we'd gone wrong when we got back but to this day she still called them lemon flavoured tampons. I stumbled back into my room armed with Lena's lotions. A waft of steam hit me in the face. Kayla was already in the shower. Naked in my shower. My mate. In my shower. Naked.

“Or Lemon.” For a moment, Julian didn’t say anything. Then he leaned back slightly against the cabinet behind him, looking entirely too confident again. “I told you already,” he said lazily. “I’m patient enough.” One corner of his mouth lifted. “And charming enough.” His eyes stayed fixed on me while he spoke the next sentence. “Lemon’s going to love me eventually.” “So will she.” The certainty in his voice landed directly somewhere dangerous inside my chest. I looked away first. Then exhaled softly.

he tells her. “I’m let Samlael know, just in case,” she says. She reaches around both of us, hugging us together. “See you soon, I hope. And Cayden, stop nibbling on your mate.” “He can’t help himself. All the men in my family have a fruit fetish,” Leana says walking out. “I make no apologies for loving the way my mate tastes,” he says, licking my palm. I would have thought it would be gross, but instead, it sends liquid heat to my already aching core.

Unbuttoning her blouse, I unclasp her bra and bring her nipples to my mouth, pulling and sucking hard. “Ash,” she moans out my name in a breathless whisper and wiggles her hips as she pulls her skirt down. My mind goes back to Liam’s face, smiling and happy - before I could even think, I buried myself deep in Fallon. “Ash, wait-” she starts again, but I shut her up with a kiss and flip her onto her stomach. I wrap one hand around her throat and the other around her waist before pounding into her. Why was I feeling so fucking angry? Who Liam’s friends are and who he hangs out with shouldn’t matter to me. It’s not like I’m supposed to be his only friend, right? He was only helping me out with