Loki X Sylvie Fanfic Novels & Stories

Her mates surrounded her like living flames. Draven caught her first, pressing her against a warm crystal anvil. He lifted one leg high and drove his thick, powerful cock deep into her soaked pussy with a single commanding thrust. Lorien moved behind her, slicking himself with her dripping arousal before pressing into her tight ass, filling her completely. Vespera moaned loudly, stretched and claimed between them. Sable dropped to her knees, licking hungrily at the place where Draven and Lorien joined inside her alpha while fingering her own leaking cunt.

Safe said, extending her hand. I glanced at it, debating if I should wrap mine in it or not. “Let's be friends; I can sense a great pair between us," she said, and my belly flustered. "Friends?” I gasped, shocked at her proposal. Why would the Lycan princess want to be friends with me? Perhaps she has no idea that I am her brother’s sex slave. “I am Alpha Killian and Lucian's sex slave," I blurted out. She tilted her head and shrugged.

A lycan was a lot fiercer and their lovemaking was much more passionate than ordinary werewolves or even alphas. So, I was surprised at his ability to hold himself back despite his shaft wanting to bury inside of me. “Are you wet for me, Celia?” He asked and I saw the golden flecks return in his eyes. That was a sign he was also affected by me. He was punishing me but I felt he was punishing himself as well by going slow and restraining himself. And, that only made me want more of him. The golden flecks in his eyes grew darker as I answered, “Y-yes”

The depth of affection in Sylvan's voice as he spoke about me was undeniable, even to my skeptical ears. "Then what about Clara?" Lucas asked suddenly. "You once claimed you loved her more than Vivian." Sylvan's eyes narrowed coldly, a glimpse of the dangerous alpha breaking through his composed exterior. "Don't provoke me, Lucas," he warned quietly. Lucas quickly held up the mask with my face again. "Look at this and tell the truth," he urged. "Look at the face of your mate while you explain." To my shock, Sylvan's expression softened as he gazed at the ridiculous mask. There was an unusual tenderness in his eyes that made my breath catch.

he asked, his gaze searching for confirmation. I took a deep breath, allowing the weight of my words to hang in the air for a brief moment before answering, my voice trembling with vulnerability. "Love, Victor," I confessed, my eyes locked with his. "I have developed feelings for you that I never anticipated, that defy the boundaries of our supernatural origins. You have become more than just a member of our pack to me."

But before she could— The first rogue lunged forward. Sylvie reacted instinctively. She grabbed the heavy lamp from the nightstand and swung it as hard as she could. The lamp smashed against the wolf’s shoulder. “Damn it!” he growled. Sylvie jumped off the bed and ran toward the door. But another rogue blocked her path. “Not so fast.” He grabbed her wrist roughly. Pain shot through her injured arm. Sylvie gasped. “Let go!” The rogue laughed darkly.

Finally understanding their movements after taking a few punches and kicks in my body, I squinted my brows before concentrating my energy on my hand and legs as I kicked and punched them once by once, not stopping to look at my surroundings or anything. Rendering the last girl unconscious, I looked at a group of men having a duel with swords in their hands, and I sighed before taking a sword in my hand and pointing at a random Lycan. "Fight me," I said, and he nodded before starting to move the sword. "You two too," I invited two more men before gulping as it became harder to dodge their attacks even more. However, the harder it was becoming, the more I was enjoying it. Sylvia said Drake wou

Wilson declares boldly, jaw set with determination as he doubles down on the declaration. Sylvia looks at him with wide, shining eyes. A smile starts to creep across her face until she’s beaming widely, looking at him like he’s the center of the universe. “Well, do you love him, Sylvia?” The Lycan Queen asks. “I do,” Sylvia confesses shyly, stealing another glance at him. The Lycan King narrows his eyes at the pair. “How long has this been going on?” He asks gruffly. “Since my eighteenth birthday,” Sylvia replies with a blush.

I teased. "I am not!" Milo defended and then looked towards Lyle. "I'm not sucking down your very being, right?" "Oh, my feet ache," Lyle whined teasing Milo and started to sink to the floor. "I'm so tired and the day has yet to begun!" Milo frowned and leaned into his neck, biting into it before he marked him. Lyle's face showed of pleasure as he let out a moan and fell back against the floor. Milo purred and laid on top of him, drinking his blood with a sweet moan and then pulled his fangs out, kissing Lyle on the lips then laid his head against his chest, smiling happily. Lyle looked towards me then and sat up. "Sylar," he said and got serious. "I want you to put whatever it is you have a

he asked her coldly and his voice send shivers to her veins. She looked at him in confusion and noticing her confusion, he thought that she was again acting. "Stop with your acts. I know that you are nothing but a white lotus and gold digger. What do you want? my body? "saying this Zhang Yang pulled Li bai towards his body, forcefully. Their bodies collided and Li bai tried to pull away but Zhang Yang forcefully hold her against his body by holding her waist. Their lips were so closed that they could feel each other's breath on their lips.