Lion King Fanfiction Lemon Novels & Stories

"Reject Thames and marry the son of the Lycan Leader." The words hung in the air between us, heavy and suffocating. I felt as though the ground had disappeared beneath my feet. Thames was my mate; aside from that, he was my childhood friend, and everyone knew that. No one was surprised when the Moon Goddess paired us as mates years ago, and our union had been approved by the pack years ago. More than that, I love him. Thames gets me in everything I do. He was the only one in the pack whom I could show my weakness and insecurities without worrying about being judged. He never judged me despite our differences; he never judged me, and I was grateful for that.

I couldn’t go back to that pack; I just couldn’t. We reached outside the garden, and Ian pushed me to the ground. I tried to run, but he was quick to hold me down. He tore a part of his shirt and then reached out to my lips, squishing the lipstick and putting it on his lips. I stared at him in confusion until, “Is this whom you call your Luna? She isn't fit for a dog even,” he yelled, his grip on my hands tightened. “No, please, Ian, don’t ruin this for Damon.”

I could snap her neck in two easily enough. “So you both have marked each other.” Lyle beamed and then looked at Darren. “You aren’t a lycan, bro. You are a dog! You can’t even control your horn doggy desires.” He then looked over at his parents, trying to figure out what was going on with them.

Silas stood up from his chair and returned quickly with a glass of water. I took them from his hands chugged them down my throat, and gave him back the empty glass. “Do you still want to marry her after what they did to you? You are a Lycan Dorian. A Lycan.” His voice shook. I started to button my shirt with a sly smile on my lips. “So do as I say, it’s an order.” I let out a low growl. “Yes, Alpha Dorian.” He bared his neck in submission and swallowed up the words he wanted to say. I could see the look on his face, how worried he looked.

Ramon was a little scared when he met Kenneth's sharp eyes. Ramon looked away, snorted coldly, and said, "You bullshit! You think I'm afraid of you?" Lexie coughed a little awkwardly. He said respectfully, "Mr. Easton, sorry. I'll leave with Mr. Fleming now..." Ramon looked at Lexie in shock. Lexie signaled the bodyguards to pull Ramon away. They went across the road as if they were arguing about something. I saw Lexie shake his head, get in her car, and drive off somewhat angrily. Ramon stood in place, cursing.

I say, kissing his cheek. “And I ordered mommy mango italian ice.” “You know me so well.” Letting a smile slowly spread across my face, I shift my gaze from Geo to Diego, who is watching me, and when our eyes meet, I feel that pull, which I now know is due to his lycan being mated to me. Frowning, I continue to meet Diego’s gaze head-on while wondering if, if I searched enough, I could actually find his lycan looking back at me from somewhere within.

“Seven years, you say. My existence will torment you, King Duncan Thornevale. I’ll find a way out and finish what I started. And this time, I’ll make sure you all burn to ashes.” Silence followed, broken only by the dragon’s breathing. Smoke curled from the beast's nostrils. Duncan suddenly burst into laughter, every line of his face etched with amusement. “Lily, you hear that?” he said to the beast. “Oh heavens. I knew torturing you would be one of the most exciting moments of my life. What? You thought your existence torments me?” He laughed again, then cleared his throat. “Lord Merek mentioned you were good at giving speeches. What a waste of talent, Valoreth. You think those words will g

he smirked and pulled me out of the club. --> Present "We acted like sex crazed teenagers," I groan while Leon continues to trace small patterns on my back, "I'm really glad that I don't remember that Uber ride, it was probably embarrassing." "I don't even remember getting an Uber," Leon admits and I sit up. "You told me what my nickname meant!" I smirk but it falls slightly, "why'd you call me kitten?" "Well you are my kitten," Leon shrugs and takes one of his legs out from under the comforter. How can a leg be attractive. Leon's leg's look like they were sculpted by Hercules himself. "Is it hot in here?"

Tears pricked the corners of my eyes from the stretch, but the way Leon looked down at me—pride, lust, possession—made it all worth it. He pulled me back by the hair after a moment, strings of spit and cream connecting my lips to his cock. I gasped for air, then immediately leaned in again, licking frantically along the sides, under the head, everywhere I could reach. I was messy and eager, spit dripping down my chin as I worshipped him. “Such a good fucking brother,” Leon praised, his voice hoarse. “Look at you, cock leaking all over the floor while you clean me. You’re so hard for this, aren’t you? Bet you could cum just from sucking my cream-covered dick.”

He reached out and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back gently so she had to look up at him. "Jax has the money," Leo said with a naughty grin. "But I have the strength. Tonight, we are going to use both to make you scream louder than the wind." Leo didn't wait. He dropped to his knees on the cold stone of the balcony. He opened Lily’s legs wide. He looked at her pussy, which was still red and swollen from the dinner party. He leaned in and began to lick her clit again. His tongue was like a hot muscle, moving with a fast, athletic speed.