Lemon Fics Novels & Stories

Lila snorted, stifling a laugh “ Why are they always sniffing? That’s so gross.” “That’s what werewolves do! Get with the program! Anyway, what he doesn’t know is that she’s already got a childhood bestie alpha sweetheart who is secretly in love with her! And there’s some kind of uprising and love triangle. There’s already been four separate shirt removal scenes so far, and I’m only at chapter six!” "Wow. Not even half way through huh?" Lila snickered, looking up Author 456 on her shared screen, frowning a bit when she couldn't find any information on them.

Furious at him for coming in here, "There's no 'we'! There'll never be a we!" Sam forced himself to stay by the door while every inch of him yelled at him to walk up to her and slam her mouth shut with his, "Layla, you can't fight this alone. This enormous heat is gonna eat your wolf from the inside out," "What are you suggesting?" She groaned, "That I sleep with the enemy? Don't pretend like this is fate's gift. This is fate's curse. I was supposed to find my mate at my pack...not here...not you! You and I don't mix, we destroy each other!"

A pang of jealousy hits me. Serena growls in my head. “Fucking bitch!” “Jealous? You should be. You can’t have this kind of bond with him.” Leila mutters confidently. I get up from the sofa and look at her. There’s sadness in my voice as I say. “You’re right. I don’t have this kind of bond with him.” She smirks in victory. I hold the photo and start to tear it from the middle. Her confident smirk fades as she looks at it. “Because I have a bond much purer and beautiful than you can ever have with him.” I say and throw the shreds at her face.

With those words, I took the glass from her hands and turned around and poured some on my bare ass and said, “Drink!” Boris looked in a state of fascination as his buxom wife bent over and brought her face to my butt. She began to lick and taste the lemonade off my ass like she had been craving it all her life. “Mmmm yes my little bitch ... your tongue feels so good on my ass” I moaned as Mrs. Maria Egorov licked the lemonade off the roundness of my butt. I then turned around and allowed a few drops to trickle down my flat and toned stomach. Maria began to kiss and lick my stomach working her mouth as best as she could. A few droplets escaped her eager mouth and found their way inside my lat

I called breathlessly; he was also fighting for breath. His eyes were filled with lust filler. He looked like he was about to rip me apart from my skin. He looked down at his fingers and started playing with my sticky wetness. “Brielle...” He called huskily. “Yes, daddy,” I replied like the little slut I am. Then Jace De Leon mounted me and used my hand to slip him inside me. Once he had me deep inside, he began a slow rotation of my hips as he moved, the edges of the orange string pant and caressed my naked stomach and thighs.

he said, pulling out a small pouch and handing it to me. As I unwrapped a piece and popped it into my mouth, the familiar tang of lemon exploded on my tongue. It tasted… like him. Like his lips, always faintly scented with lemon, intoxicatingly sweet. The memory of our kisses, the taste of his skin flooded back, igniting a fire within me and a canal desire. Heat suddenly surged through me, and I could feel my chest tightening. Fuck! How can lemon candies turn me on now? I’m slowly getting crazy.

Her face was reflective of her stories, not her actual personality. A girl like her was a good match for Damon. Whether it was Shannon or Leah, they were not in the same league as Veronica. On the other hand, Veronica didn't notice any stories from Celeste and only liked her cover photo. The cover photo showed Leo chasing after a butterfly when he was two. Leo had displayed incredible talent at that time but was still adorably absent-minded. Celeste felt relieved when Veronica liked her cover photo. The feeling of Damon with Veronica felt simple; it was different from how he was with Sherry or Shannon. They may go all the way and last a lifetime.

Leonel declared, whole he increased the pace of his thrust, feeling Ismael’s hands grip firmly on his butt cheeks whilst a finger dipped slowly into him, forcing a scream out of him while he pulled out his cock bursting his nutt right on ish’s body. “You loved my finger in you” Ismael said to Leo watching his eyes shut tight right before he fell upon him. “Stop making assumptions, just say what you want” Leo replied in whispers, with a smirk plastered on his face. Leo laid off Ismael, falling to the ground, a smile had sank in, pulling his senses on wandering how much a person could crave for a single soul, forgetting the hurt he was meant to feel. “I need a dress” Ismael said picking himsel

Selene jumps at the contact. Liam lifts his head. "Relax, love. I want to make you feel good." His hands lift her thighs on his shoulders. His tongue licks a stripe down to her entrance. Selene gasps at the pleasurable sensation, arching her slit into Liam's mouth. His tongue enters as his fingers pinch her swollen button, releasing a small scream from his mate. He flattens his tongue and shoves it deeper, enjoying her intoxicating taste. Selene's fingers dig into his scalp, and she pulls, making his ministrations quicken until Selene comes apart with a gasp of his name. Liam sighs in satisfaction as he licks every drop from her delicious pussy.

Trista’s POV “Fabulous,” Lemone said, smacking his knee with his hand. “I’ll add you both to the list for the competition. Best of luck.” He beamed at Liam, but neglected to look my way. “Now, perhaps you could go and fetch us all a latte, Lucian? All this business talk has me craving some caffeine.” Lucian looked severely unimpressed, but he couldn’t refuse his boss. So he sulked out of the apartment, leaving us alone with Liam.