Lesbian Romance Stories Novels & Stories

The man stepped out of his heavy robes that are dark as night and draped himself behind his lover—nosing the smooth expanse of wet skin with vigor want, kissing his lover’s neck before hugging him from behind. “I missed you. How was hell?” Lux asked, throwing his head back as he felt his lover trail his hands down his sensitive spots. “I was only gone for a few hours, love.” “Still, I can’t get enough of you.” Lux licked his lips and hummed in pleasure as his husband pressed himself closer to him, insinuating the things that is about to happen. “You really like playing this dangerous game with me huh.” The taller male growled as he pushed himself against his lover, letting the other feel his

The dinner had gone well other than that baffling tarot reading. Luna went home and was deep in thought. Thought about it all night. The next morning she was going to bring it up in conversation with her pack run to her cousin. She woke up at the crack of dawn and got ready for her run. She and Trae always paired up on their run. She thought if anyone was going to be honest and protect her. So as they were running she decided she would ask him some questions then." So cuz , I have some questions, just being curious. " " Ok why are you asking permission to ask a question tho cuz?" Trae said " Ok so I was just thinking have you ever seen a gay wolf? "Are you calling my gay cuz? not cool. " sia

he said firmly, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me back against his chest. “Your Majesty—” “Do you think so little of yourself?” His voice was quiet but hard. “Do you think I wasn’t serious? That I only used you?” His arm tightened slightly. “You are the only woman I see myself spending my life with.” He turned my face toward his. “I meant every word. I intend to make you my wife.” He pressed a soft kiss between my brows. “Your Majesty, it’s not that,” I said, still trying to create some distance even as his hold remained steady. “I’m human. You’re a werewolf. This can’t work because of the laws between our kinds.”

I shook my head and she kiss me passionately. "You need to be punished, my love." She whispered again licking my neck. "For what?" I asked her. "For the lies," she smirked I rolled my eyes, "Okay fine My King punished your slave," I sexily said which makes her lick her lips. "As you wish," She smirks jeez how can this Lesbian be so handsome at this point? "Ah!" I scream in pain when she slaps my left butt cheek she even grips it, making me open my mouth in pain She was looking at me with desire and lust.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

I cried out, legs trembling, pussy clenching hard around Jace’s cock while Ryder cursed behind me, still holding back. Ryder pulled out as well as Jace and Jace turned me around. He slipped into my ass and I moaned. “You want more, baby?” Leo asked, his voice raw, cock hard again. “You want all of us?” I nodded, breathless. “I want you all to come inside me.” That did it. Leo moved closer, grabbing my face and kissing me hard. “Then hold still.” I stayed straddling Jace, but Leo lined himself up at my front, pushing into me slowly, inch by thick inch—stretching me open.

He moved close to me and lifted my hand gently, brushing his thumb over the empty skin. I felt like I could freeze up! Grant does more with that single touch than my cheating husband ever did with his whole damn body. And God, that says everything. Everything I never wanted to mention before now, something I didn't want to acknowledge. Liam and I were… fine. Safe. But our sex life? Vanilla, too polite, and too boring. Which is probably why I found him with some one twenty-two-year-old intern bent over his office desk, fucking like his life depended on it! He was fucking her like he never fucked me.

We kiss like mad men and I didn't realize when we changed positions and I don't even remember how many times we fought for dominance and I am now sitting on Skylar's lap as I literally eat him up. His lips are so soft and I just want to kiss them swollen. Lysa is still lying here in bed still in her bliss after that hard release and she iss staring at us with a smile. “Do you want to do me?" I ask him again, holding his head between my palms and holding his gaze.

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand. I have a dangerously high libido and I’m NEVER sexually satisfied. And because of that, every relationship I’ve had seems to end the same way. The first one called me “too intense.” He said I made him feel like he was always trying to keep up with something he couldn’t understand. We lasted two weeks after having a threesome with his crazy elder brothers. Even then, it felt like I’d just started. They didn’t satisfy me at all—sexually or otherwise. I barely even came.