Levi X Petra Novels & Stories

Levi’s head hit the ceiling and the singing abruptly stopped. “Aw shit! Sorry!” Dani said, hitting the brakes to slow down on the road. “I wasn’t paying attention. I didn’t know you could sing.” Levi grinned as he rubbed the top of his head. “I don’t really. Just in the shower and the car. I like Chris Stapleton. He’s got a lot of real feeling to him.” “I agree. I saw him in concert in Dallas a couple of years ago. Loved it!” Dani turned into Levi’s driveway.

His fingers slid down my spine. Then, suddenly, his palm smacked my tits sharp, claiming. He held onto it, massaging it quickly while pressing on my nipples. I gasped. “Kai!” “You like it,” he muttered, lips curling against my shoulder. “Your cunt’s dripping for us.” Levi pulled back for a second, eyes glazed . “You feel so fucking good, baby. So fucking wet and juicy “ he began playing around my pussy with his hands stroking it quickly yet gently.

The heat coming off me is almost too much to take. Levy clinks his bottle with the bottle opener in his hand. “Guys, I have something to say,” he starts. I watch as he stands taking in his broad chest in his customary black T-shirt with the gang’s logo on it. Tight as hell black jeans that hug his fine hips and strong legs. I could crawl all over him like a baby monkey. For now, I make do with crossing my legs and clenching my thighs together. “Better not be some lengthy speech that’s gonna make us all emotional, Man,” Lex says. Levy shoots him a fuck you look that makes my momma chuckle. I love to hear her laughing; it’s a sound I will never get over.

Levi is just a ghost who will eventually be wooed away to step back. I didn’t know she had to suffer, a lot but all I could see, I wanted to see, was a bright future with me and her. So, I wanted to let go of it… all of it and never look back. And things are going my way, just as I wanted, Levi is dead and I am with her… There will be no, Mayhem of our love. . . . And we will live happily... Ever... After...

Her mouth formed a tiny ‘o’ of surprise, and then, with a sudden, jerky movement, she scrambled to her feet, grabbed two of her painted stones, and ducked behind Lena’s chair, peeking out at him from behind the fabric. Levi, for his part, seemed to have been turned to stone. The defensive sneer he’d prepared for authority figures like Eli and Marcus completely failed him in the face of this feminine audience. He stared, utterly flummoxed. His own cheeks, Ethel noted with a surge of internal amusement, were dusted with a faint, pink hue. He opened his mouth, closed it, then managed a strangled, “Uh. Hey.” The silence stretched, thick with adolescent awkwardness. Elise, trying to bridge the ga

Lennon flipped on the light, closed the curtain, settled his head on the pillows, and pulled up his sister’s text. ‘Hi, Mr. Rock Star! Here’s a link to Lyv Rock’s channel. You should watch some of her videos since WE are GOING to chat with her real soon! Oh, and don’t be an ass! Reply to her message.’ Lennon laughed. Téa was sixteen and a total bookworm. Her enthusiasm wasn’t a surprise but his was. When Téa had first sent him the video where Everly Vivienne Rock, her favorite author, had talked about their band, he’d thought it was cool, but mostly for Téa’s sake. Still, something about the beautiful, spirited woman in the videos had intrigued him.

You know it’s going to happen right; she’s going to be begging me for my dick. “I. Do. Not. Need. Your. Reassurance.” She is seething, every word is spoken as if I’m some kind of five-year-old. I smirk at her and wink. “We all need reassurance from time to time, Petal.” She sticks her tongue out at me. Oh my, that’s so grown up. “Ah fantastic, you already have nicknames. This is going better than I expected.” Levi says as he looks up from the leather-bound menu with a dumbass grin on his face.

"I have several sisters who are all your fans. I really like your new variety show. Can you add contact information?" Levi is currently a famous male singer with a beautiful face and standard body. If she can make such a man her boyfriend, then she will be worthy in her life. I think she's pretty too, so Levi would agree to add a contact no matter what. But who knows, as soon as the woman finished speaking, she was inexplicably rejected by Levu. "Sorry, I don't usually use mobile phones. Weibo posted by the company." "Ah? Then you don't call often?" The woman asked with a surprised, unbelievable expression.

It was feeling so fucking good. “Please, Andrius. Fuck me harder.” “Oh, shiiittt.” Levi’s voice blared out from the speaker. I whimpered when I heard his voice. I needed him. “Look at the way she takes my fingers.” “You’re an ass,” Levi huffed. “Jealous? Andrius chuckled. “Very. Lower the phone. I want a closer look,” Levi growled. Hearing him here made it feel complete. “… Are you taking care of my Mistress?” Levi asked through ragged breathing.

"Beta Levi accepted the note without indicating that something was up. Luna Zara will be very surprised to find you there." As Ronan started the black SUV and drove away, my mind raced back. In the few minutes we waited for Zara to clean herself up in the restroom, Levi and I struck up a very interesting conversation—one that would benefit me in seeing Zara anytime I wanted. "Just to be clear, Alpha," stated Levi seriously. "Luna Zara and I are not formally mated nor marked." It appeared that Levi was a little nervous to get that off his chest. "I have noticed that," I replied, and a grin formed at the corners of my lips, remembering how lovely Zara's mouns sounded in my ears when I had my f